So,  it seems the way to getting to the next level is by writing blogs, which I don't do often.  We are moving to Sudbury, Ontario, which is about six hours north of where I live now in Southern Ontario. I expect six more feet of snow than what I'm used to  - brrrrr. Lots of wildlife too, bears and wolves in the backyard, god I hope I don't get eaten. Our house goes up for sale next week. A friend's mom just delivered the pumpkin they grew for us, it weighs 76 pounds. Their biggest is 150 pounds, it's so big they'll probably need a machete to carve it. Lots of new people on the boards, I hardly see any names I recognise. And with that I'll end my blog and see if I reach level 3 by tomorrow. Ciao.

So, for my first blog entry I decided I would share with you (whoever's reading it) a dumb  thing I did over the weekend.

I had to go to the bank, it was near closing time and I had to rush my a** over there. I make it, and I'm standing at the counter waiting for the teller to bring me my money and I happened to look down. Well wasn't I wearing two different shoes. By that I don't mean two unmatching sneakers, I was wearing a blue sneaker on one foot and a brown sandal on the other. I immediately burst into laughter at my own stupidity while all the tellers are staring at me because they can only see me from the waist up and have no idea what I'm laughing at. Then I think, 'how did I even get out of the house like this?' and 'how am I gonna get myself out of this bank. So I slip off my sandal, stick it in my bag and decide to fake a foot injury thinking 'maybe if I'm only wearing one shoe and limping it'll look like I'm hurt and it will make sense that I'm only wearing one shoe. I didn't look back to see if it worked, but man, I was laughing so hard all the way home I could barely see where I was driving because of all the tears. So there's one more dumb-things-I-do story to add to my ever-growing collection.

Well...that's it....end of blog....go away!