Lazy Sunday

The Boy is gone to Europe with his BFF for a few weeks, where my BFF can also be found these days. I'm pretty envious, but excited for the whole gang at the same time. Ah, to live vicariously through other people.

It's been fairly quiet on the home front, spending a bit of time recharging. Taking care of spring cleaning (a wee bit late), birthdaying a lot (my darling roomate has taken to referring to me as "Paris Hilton" with my three birthdays... which is somewhat unnerving), and reading.

Reading is something that I've not had nearly enough time to do lately. It's something that I enjoy, but that gets pushed to the background. It used to be an escape. I'd be found hidden away somewhere reading the adventures of others and getting lost in the pages of my favourite tales. Much to the chagrin of my mother. She'd give me chores, I'd complete them as fast as humanly possible and hide out in my room with a book until she yelled for me to come back. I spent many nights with the light on, unable to put the book down to sleep until I'd pass out on an open novel.

All of the reading necessary for university ruined that for me a little bit. So much time was spent reading for school that it was no longer enjoyable to do it in my downtime (unless it was some fluffy chick-lit which I could breeze through in a couple of hours).

I finished Kerouac on Sunday and have started in on the pile of unread (or partially read) books I have going on. I have a different book for reading outside in the sunshine than for reading before bed. One for work, one for home. It doesn't make much sense, but hey, that's how I roll.

Other things that have happened since the boy's been gone:

• I won $90 at the casino for birthday deux, vegas style. We were lucky to be at a table with some really nice guys who helped us decide whether to stay, hit or double down.
• I transferred my Ontario licence for an Alberta one. It's still a beginner's/learner's... but hey, it's a start.
• Improved my golf skills at the driving range. Mourned the loss of roomie's car. Poor car had a good, long life (20 years!). CAA/AMA guy didn't even laugh too much when Krista kissed the hood and paid her final respects.