.ca and .com make a big difference

Please let me start by apologizing for not posting sooner. It appears that when you are trying to log in you must know whether or not your email ends with .ca or .com. Of course I chose the wrong one and for months have not been able to access my blog account. Sometimes I wonder if the powers that created me didn't just put my brain in upside down just for fits and giggles.

I also have to tell you that due to recent events in my life I'm going to have to cut my story short....basically turf it all together. No matter what I write it will be waaaaaay too close to reality than what is comfortable considering what has been going on in my life these past four weeks. No, I'm not going to get into the details of that but I'll tell you that it wasn't pretty and I, in no way, want to relive that again.

Anyhooo.....

Again, I will change the direction of my blog. Don' t worry everyone, I'm not really going mental or anything I just miss writing about the happenings in my little corner of the world. I can't promise it will always be exciting, quite frankly I can do without a little excitement for awhile.

This morning I attended the annual Harvest Jazz and Blues breakfast. For $5 you get 2 pancakes, 2 sausages and a coffee or juice or both. All the proceeds go to local city high school bands. Since my son and daughter are both aspiring musicians I believe this to be a worthy cause and a great event. The music is fantastic and fills you with energy at 7:00am. I have decided to make this an annual event for me since attending last year. This year was rather more interesting I can tell you that. Here are a few observations from this year's Harvest Jazz and Blues breakfast:
1) Matt Anderson is a great Blues artist, I may just buy one of his CDs today.
2) I saw a man with a full, grey beard wearing a red dress and black heals. Yup, reread that and you'll still need to read it again to believe it.
3) A woman was dancing like Elaine from Seinfield on crack in front of the stage kicking her legs up into the air like an angry Russian. It was hilarious!!!

So that's what going on, next year I want to bring my knitting and attend more events. I thought maybe I'd get a pass, go the the events and knit a pair of socks while attending and call them my Harvest Jazz and Blues socks.