You can't call me predictable.

I did say probably Tuesday. Sorry if you were holding your breath - you can breathe now. That could be a record though - call Guinness.

Truth is I've not been inspired to blog. Have days like that sometimes and I normally try force myself just to write something. So here it is. Enjoy it.

SOMETHING.

Not just a Tuesday blogger!

I noticed that for the last few weeks I seemed to have limited my blogging to Tuesdays. Today I'm breaking that pattern. Been a slow start to my Sunday. I'm determined to get things done but I'm easily distracted and too much of a procrastinator. Well, I used to be. Today that changes. I will accomplish all I need to accomplish.

I've been reading so many new blogs lately. The list of blogs I follow is growing so I've got more reading to do each day. If you feel so inclined to venture out in the blogging world I've listed a few of my favourties:

• go a million miles from normal and read a page of Paige (like what I've done there?).
  
• the life of Wozzel - there is a deep, intelligent, bitchy, funny, quirky guy here in spite of his lack of head. I'm sure many have wondered what is behind that brightly coloured towel your eye is drawn to. Admit it.
• blast off to the planet Capri and say 'Howzit my bru!' to Juz .
• and lastly, so as not to overwhelm you all in one hit with the genius that is out there, if you have not already discovered Baglett then... go, go now and laugh out loud. You will.

Till Tuesday, probably, unless Monday is kind to me.

Can you do the Eagle Stance?

I know I've been gone longer than normal this time. I'm without a laptop so unfortunately not as easy to just write when inspiration hits me in the face. I've got bruises to show from the slaps though. I've even resorted to a pen and notebook to get some writing out and though I've always been a typing girl I'm finding the pen and paper ritual quite invigorating. I've completed a short story. I've not done that in a while. Still needs editing but I'll share it once I'm completely happy with it.

I'm becoming a Yoga person. Is that what you call someone who regularly partakes in Yoga? I've been to 2 classes now and I reckon I might just be able to touch my toes before I turn 40. I am seriously the least flexible person I know. But that being said I could do more moves than I thought I would be able to and I've also discovered a few things in the process. I've got a third eye and it isn't at the back of head like my Mom's. I never thought I'd find myself writing that I really like doing the Downward Dog but I do. My balance is bad - you try stand on one leg with the other bent at the knee and your foot leaning against the inner thigh of the one you use for balance with your hands pressed palm to palm (like you are going to say a prayer which I should have done) and arms extended towards the ceiling. Yup, I know you can all do it except me.

So I'm unbalanced, have an extra eye and can't touch my toes. I really enjoy the relaxation part at the end. Name another exercise class where you get to lie on your back, breathe and relax with your eyes closed for the last 10 minutes and I'll be there.

I hope to be back soon. I need to work on my computer time stealing techniques! Perhaps I can distract him with a Downward dog and sneak into a Warrior 2. Then while he is still in awe of my talents I can deftly (yes, deftly) steal his computer from under his nose before he can say 'My golly gosh but you are truly amazing. Teach me your ways!'

Perhaps a few more classes are needed.

Time to say goodbye...

You've been my closest companion for the last 6 years - give or take. Sometimes the first thing I see in the morning. Sorry about that, I know I'm not at my best in the morning. Somehow you always knew to keep me quiet company. You let me keep in contact with everyone I know. Without you I'd never be able to keep up with Skype, Facebook, e-mail. You've endured my rants when I furiously pounded the keyboard without so much as a wince or a whine. You held my memories close to you and allow me time to sift through them when the need struck me.

You always been the first one I let read my diary, my stories, my letters. You know my soul.

I'm sorry you have gotten so weak. I'm sorry your memory isn't holding anymore. I'm sorry you can't even light up anymore. I'm sorry I've overworked you and given you nothing in return. I hope you are more appreciated wherever you end up. I hope you don't mind that I've decided that your parts should be donated to anyone who might be able to put them to good use. It's almost a comfort to me to know that somewhere out there a part of you might be serving someone else and making them as happy as you made me.

Goodbye my friend. This is the end. I'll miss you. But you were my first and for that you will always have a special place in my memory. You definitely lived up to your name JAC - Jay's Awesome Compaq!

Goodbye Jac - my beloved HP Compaq NX6110.

Thank-you for stopping by

They say, and we all know how right they have been in the past, that every great writer reads as much if not more than they write. I think I definitely read more than I write. I need to have a book - next to my bed, in my bag, accessible on the net - to feel content. Sometimes I don't get to read it but it's like my security blanket. There when I need it. So it has been amazingly comforting to be able to wander around the blogging world and read the words of others to my hearts content. I've become a Follower of a few and their places on the net are mostly the first places I visit every morning while I'm eating my breakfast and drinking that first big glass of water. Some of them aren't the regular bloggers I'd like them to be. Some have been absent for many months now and I hope they return soon because my mornings just aren't the same without them.

Blogging can be rather addictive. I feel compelled to always try be original when I write on here. It's been nice to see my follower numbers slowly growing. Mainly though, this is my outlet. The place where sometimes I just get to ramble on, sometimes I like to get a little bit quirky but mostly I hope some of you at least feel entertained.
Today I appear to be in rambling mode. Perhaps I should post warnings for those of you who'd prefer not to read the ramble. Nah - actually you came here to read me and this is what I'm offering you today. I appreciate your eyes on my words and will welcome them back again whenever they feel the need to peruse this place of my own.

Till then part we must.