I started this blog two days ago on Blogger and saved it, only Blogger decided not to save it after all *sigh*
So I am here at work, and starting again - on Yahoo.
Only...what did I say?
After a glorious warm May, our second bank holiday of the month turned out to be rainy and cold, as cold as February. All I wanted to do was hibernate, but I got out and started the weekend with a cozy birthday bash with Adie and two of her uni friends.
Sunday it rained like nobody's business and I stayed in and did laundry. Monday I was supposed to go to dinner at a friend's house, but they were just back from holiday and had caught a cold. What's new?
Jojo in Australia, who has been reading my blog for over two years and seen all my ups and downs, insisted that I tell you this:
British men are all lame for not going out with Olivia.
He says, "Come to Perth, you won't be single for long."
Isn't it funny how only the people I know tell me these things, and the people I am trying to date just don't get it?
By the way, if anyone is looking for a curly-haired lad with a cheeky smile, ask for Jojo :)
And then I got a wonderful e-mail from my Dad, who rediscovers my blog every few months:
I have been wandering around your Blog.
Absolutely fascinating the way you describe simple things and events with such illumination and enthusiasm.
I know one thing about my baby: she exudes love and caring in all she does....which makes her Daddy very proud, because love is 'the essence' of the universe.
The astrophysicists are welcome to seek the 'absolute truth', 'The Theory of Everything' and 'The Grand Unification Theory', but I am convinced that the ultimate common denominator will NOT be a waveform, particle, string or worm, but an emotion called "LOVE".
It's been around so long they can't see it.
Praise from Dad is like manna from heaven and I am grinning like a fool even now.
I don't know how he found it after this length of time, but the post he is referring to is either this one from March 2006:
I can follow the Volcano post!
Or this one from March 2005:
Snow and castles and the universe
Both posts show a side of me that hasn't been seen on this blog for many months, a facet I have neglected of late, but something my father nurtured in me from an early age. When you click on the links, be brave, be brave :)
After everyone's lovely comments, I called Dad this afternoon to tell him I love him, and of course he did that wonderful laugh of his and I said I missed him and he said he'd come visit before he end of the year (Yay! To see mum and me in our apartment?) - and he said he didn't know I had blogged about those theories I mentioned. He was recalling a conversation he and I once had on the long drive between Houston and Dallas, about string theory. (I vaguely recalled it, and I don't remember when it was, but I know it was the first time I heard of it! I mean, goodness...the first time he introduced me to parallel universes, I was definitely under 10. I love how he never underestimated what I could understand.)