it is the same...I am different: Part Deux

Upon reading last night's installment I am quite realizing what little sense it made AND the amount of horrific spelling and grammar errors I have been Posting from the BlackBerry. Ah well, I suppose that's what you get for trying to Blog after being up for 20 hours and typing on a keyboard the size of a postage stamp.

So, here I am, back in The 'Peg, and I definitely stand by my title, which is the reason I chose to extend it to a second installment today. The city seemed at first...very different than I remember, or perhaps felt different than I remember, but I think the fact of the matter is I am just seeing it differently. I am here and I am seeing everyone that is important to me but I do not feel like I belong here. In the least.

I am, however, definitely enjoying the perks that have come my way! The journey in first class, of course, staying in Jackie's guest room with a huge comfy puffy bed about 10 feet from a flat screen tv with North American cable networks situated across the hall from a room with a ginormous BATHTUB, a Starbucks on every corner, washing and DRYING CLOTHES IN A DRYER (!!), driving my UBER cute car even for a couple days only, and of course my mom who is bound and determined I will not leave this city without a new pair of boots and a handbag to match.

But it is very bizarre to look at the houses and streets and neighbourhoods here and find it out of the norm, or at least out of what has become my norm. I am very much missing the cobbles and narrowness of Holland. Eveything here is new in a not-so-cosmopolitan or interesting way ie typically Winnipeg, and nothing has really changed at all.

Heard some news today that has pushed the edge over the plans for Christmas...so now am free to move forward with a smashing little holiday adventure I am formulating in my mind. I'm thinking a little tour through the 'Med, stopping here and there...although I only have a week and a limited budget so we'll have to see what I can come up with.

My shopping today was rather unfruitful and have come home with nothing save some new jammies (NOT with sushi...booo hisss) and a re-stock of haircare and eyeware products; necessities that do not exactly stir the cauldrons of excitement. However tomorrow IS another day, and despite the advent of Canadian Thanksgiving all commercial establishments will be open for business. Ah yes, that's the North America I have forgotten to love...

Hmm, well, I hear my mom inquiring about our dinner plans, better formulate some PDQ. I am actually dying for some sushi but the Maternal Unit is not one for the naught-cooked "vis". Oooh...think something is coming to mind...

Got a lovely email from BH90210 today...over analysed it as usual. *sigh* Armour up, armour down...no armour needed? Requires further investigation.

ARGH The Mom is calling...