Told you last post that me no speak English no more...
Obviously that was truer than I intended it to be. I tried to write there (in horrendous English) that I won't be back to blogging before today, but failed miserably. Oh, well, hope I'm better understood from now on.
I came back home yesterday after a near two months absence. Probably the longest I was away from my home (not my parents'). It was weird coming back.
Toronto wasn't welcoming. Just as I landed (early in the morning) it started raining and it didn't stop all day long. People swore to me, assured me, that the weather was very nice the whole week before, until I came back. For your information people, knowing that isn't comforting!
And then there's the case of this strange man in my house claiming to live there too. He swears he's my husband -- what an odd notion! Yet he supports his claim by showing me a funny wedding picture that is hung on top of the stairs. But c'mon, can't even see the couple's faces properly - they're kissing. I remain suspicious.
Glad to be back.
[Remind me at some point to tell you why that wedding picture is funny. It's a tale about internet, family, commercialism, and even a little romance.]