Back, like a Bad Rash.

So I'm back blogging.  It's been about two years.  So what's happened in the meantime?

• I turned 40.  With little fanfare. I wanted fanfare!  But we were busy..
• I opened a cafe.  It's wonderful, it's horrible.
•  My older cat died (Mel).
• My younger cat got older.
• Ice Prince turned 10.  
• I got one grey hair which promptly fell out.  No more followed.
• I haven't dyed my hair ONCE.
• I chopped off all my hair. Then I grew it back.
• I lost weight. I gained weight. Lather, rinse, repeat.
• I lost contact with many friends.  Which makes me sad.
• I laughed, I cried. I went through all the emotions. It was much better than Cats..

Anyhow, I am in a period of reinvention.  I have a secret. (We've sold the cafe.  Sssshhhh....We'll be announcing it soon.) So I'm looking for a new job. Anyone need me?

Oh, there are lots of reasons involving money and time and security and stuff. I'm mostly okay with it, although it is bittersweet.

So, we're caught up now.  How have YOU been? You're looking good. Have you been working out?

Ice Queen is Back!  And talking about...SPORTS?!

The bitch is back, so let's start off slowly, shall we?

Why do they have fights in hockey, but not so much in other team sports?  Is it because they drop their gloves to signify the start of a fight and other teams sports don't require gloves?  If two soccer players got in a fight, would they only be allowed to use their feet?

These are the questions that keep me awake at night.