Hi Grrlz,
Okay, I'm back. Reading the forum and posting. Sherlyn beat me to it as you all know. Anyhow, just wanted to say hi, so "HI!" Hope everyone is well and all (except for WendyMe, we know she's not). Anyhow, I'm in The Great White North and dealing with subzero temps almost everyday. Trying to get used to the crazy canucks and their system. The other day, leaving to go grocery shopping, was stopped by the RMPC. They do spot checks to see if anyone is driving drunk. Cute little female GG RMPC popped her head in my window and asked if I'd anything to drink that day. I said, "heck no". She laughed and said, "thanks hun". Never been called "hun" by any cop; thought it was rather sweet of her. What else, let's see. Milk is sold by the liter as is gas. But chicken and other meats sold in lbs. Soda by the liter. The temp is in celsius. The canadian tongue can be hard to understand at times and they have their own peculilar saysings and such, like "he tore a strip off me !" What!?!? he he I'm getting used to it. Sherlyn I think is trying to turn me into some sorta domestic goddess. I think I need find work soon, or I will become a domestic goddess. Sherlyn has had fun dressing with me and is adjusting to the being able to dress without limits. It has taken some getting used to for her. Kitty weathered crossing the border just fine and has been bestowed the the title "International Pussy of Intrique". Somehow, with her smug look from the sofa, I don't think she cares. Anyhooo, off to make dinner and tidy before Sherlyn gets home. Me thinks me needs to buy her a maid's outfit. Hmmmmmmm.
hugs
kew