The latest news on the move is that I might be there by July. It's frustrating to rely on someone else. They keep changing plans, each time I think I will be home in Ontario everything changes. At least there is really nothing keeping me in the US now. I don't see how they could pull any more paperwork on us. The immigration stuff is past us now that we aren't staying together and I have no desire to stay in the US.

So, its a wait and see and try to procrastinate less on the whole packing thing. Isn't it amazing how much stuff you have when you need to pack it all up and move it?

I'd like to find a new template for the blog. One that underlines the links. I may just see if I can find out where in the coding that is and what I need to change. If I knew I would be here in Illinois till the end of the week or next week I would order a book through Amazon and get it sent here. But, I can do that when I'm in Ontario. I just need to be patient.

Taking a course would be great too. I still haven't looked to see what is in my area there. Or at least the area I will be in if I spend time with my parents. I just hope I don't stay there too long. It's too easy to settle in and stop really trying to do more on my own. Not that I'm a wimp, I just get tired of the fight when I never seem to end up winning.

Well, there was an earthquake in this area today. I actually felt some of it. Kind of interesting to have seen and heard it. Todd and I were joking that all I need now is the tornado to fulfill my Yankee experience. I would like to see one, real. But I don't want to be too close. The earthquake was quite far away but I still felt some of it. At the time I thought, the landlord was on the roof stomping around. It was strange though cause when it started I thought someone was in the room with me and it started on one side of the building. I could hear the building move I guess. But I also saw things shaking inside the apartment. No damage. Things weren't in danger of falling off shelves or anything that dramatic.

An Irish Blessing

May love and laughter light your days and warm your heart and home, May good and faithful friends be yours wherever you may roam, May peace and plenty bless your world with joy that long endures, May all life's passing seasons bring the best to you and yours.

The divorce is all but done. We have a couple of weeks to wait for it to be final, just the tail end of six months of being separated. On July 2nd, between Canada Day on July 1st and America Day on July 4th, I will be legally divorced.

We went out driving today. I thought to go to Frankfurt since that was where we started and had some nice times together. We did drive through there but decided to go to Benton instead. Todd treated for a lunch out at the buffet. We did a little shopping and wandered on our way back. We impulsively stopped off for movie rentals. So far we watched the latest Musketeers movie. It was ok, not making it into the best though.

Nair didn't work all that well. Although it got rid of most of the hair it left me patchy so I used a razor after the shower to get rid of the patches of hair. Maybe I didn't put it on thick enough. I'd be willing to try it again. I still have more than half the bottle left I think. It does smell a little strong, not unbearable and it is nice for leaving my legs softer feeling. The razor usually leaves me scratchy feeling. Also, I did have an easier time just showering it off than I do when I try to use the gel and razor in the shower.

I would like to know what effect it has on your fingernails if you use it for a long time. Since you are spreading it by hand a lot of it gets on and around your fingernails.

I'm not a big hair removal fan. I only shave my legs if I have to. But last week I saw some thing in WalMart which is supposed to remove hair without shaving, ripping or melting my skin either. It's Nair 3 in 1. So I'm going to give it a try today. The plan was to use it just on my calves but now that hair that grows under my belly button is looking like a good place to get rid of some hair too.

Yesterday we went to the farmers market in Carbondale. I bought 2 packages of Mennonite cookies (molasses and sour cream) and this morning I finished the last of them. I hope I can work off some of these cookies this summer when I'm at the pool.

I'm linking to this article about organizing inside your car. I'm going to be getting my first car and I can always use more organization. I'm hoping my car won't fall into the chaos of almost everything else around me. Anyway, I'm including the link for my next Bewitching Vagabond column. Maybe I will get a couple of other car related things.

I never did write about the auction. It took two nights and at some points wasn't very interesting. Mainly this was because so many people didn't show up to be auctioned and others didn't show up to bid on them. Auction by proxy isn't fun to watch. I bought 4 men altogether, but I only kept three. One I traded for one of the others. The one I traded for seemed interesting but when I started talking to him a bit I was less sure. In the end men on IRC are really all the same. I think typing does something to their brain cells. You could probably make some version of that joke about men thinking with one head or the other, but never both.

Anyway, I did buy 3 men and at some point I will spend an hour amusing myself with them, in theory. In reality I will have to find some way to entertain them. I might just skip it since I have zero interest in cyber or virtual sex, same for phone sex, trading pics or any of the other stuff that it's popular to do. I would like to meet someone to begin a relationship with but I know that is highly unlikely on IRC or any kind of Internet chat. If you can't meet them face to face you really don't know who they are. The Internet works well as a way to find them and get a preview but I'm not even sure about that any more. People put on a face online, they may think they are more themselves, less intimidated, but it seems to me they are putting on a show and the real person could be someone else, completely different.

The whole pic trading thing does bug me. Men (probably women too but I don't encounter them in the same way) collect pictures as a way of putting notches in their bedposts. They don't care who you are, what you think or feel. Before they even know your name they are asking for your pic. Why? Because they only have 1043 and really hope to hit 2000 by the end of the month. Just as men used to collect phone numbers in a little black book. Cyber man collects image files. I actually do have a picture of myself scanned but I almost never give it out and when asked for it I tell them I don't have one.

I can't believe it's already this close to noon. No wonder I'm getting hungry, I skipped breakfast. At least I did have a shower this morning. I have one thing accomplished for the day. I have so much packing to do and I'm being very bad about procrastinating with it. I think I just hate moving and not really knowing where I am going to or if I'm going to anything at all. What 37 year old woman wants to move back to her parent's house, even if it is just a couple of weeks.

Before I get into another tail spin about why do I always fail at everything I'm going to make soup and get offline to phone my brother for his birthday today.

On the list today: updating HerCorner (for the whole month if I possibly can) updating Sandcastles and Dreamcatchers at Kids BackWash, packing, packing, packing, packing and more packing.

On the menu today: Campbell's Split Pea Soup, the last of the roasted peanuts and coffee starting off hot but usually drunk when cold.

On my mind today: words I like. I'm thinking to make a whole webpage up of words like serendipity, bewitch, beguile, bewilder, etc. Then there are things I like or am getting into like: typography, cartography, Paint Shop Pro, CSS, Lotus Notes, crazy quilting, walking as an exercise, yet more gardening and growing of plant life, old traditions and cultures, Paganism and city building games, nature, arts and crafts and etc. This list could go on all day but, I have a whole list of things to do.