I have finally gotten my butt in gear and am starting to get caught up on all things internet related.

First off; I’ve posted the recipe for the muffins / cupcakes. You can find it over at my new “domestic” blog - Domesticdelight.com.

I still have a lot more to catch up on, so if you’ll excuse me.. I’m going to actually try and do that now!

Kelley called it. I’m addicted to Guitar Hero now. It took all of about 10 minutest of playtime for me to determine that. I’m proud of how “decent” I’ve gotten since earlier today. I went from around 36% with a 56 note streak to these;

Paint It Black was so hard at first, but now I’m getting the swing of this thing. I’m actually whoopin’ Jo’s butt too, woohoo! My best songs are; Slow Ride, La Grange (I’m awesome at this), Talk Dirty To Me and Cult Of Personality.

By the way, I’m new to this game and have no idea if I’m actually any good.. I have no idea what those numbers really mean. LOL

I’m going to attempt One, by Metallica now.

Jo got Guitar Hero and I’m about to try it for the first time. I’d like to think I have good hand/eye coordination and all but I’m a little intimidated by this game. Ha, ha! Seriously though, it would give me great pleasure to whoop my husband’s butt at this.

This is not up for discussion, and under no circumstances will I feel guilty about writing this or about the way this makes me feel. That being said, the intent of this entry is also not for the purpose of making anyone (friends back home, online friends, my family or my in laws.. since I know most of you are reading this with big question marks above your heads) that thinks this is about them feel guilty.

Sometimes I feel forgettable. Like it wouldn’t matter either way if I existed or not to some people. People, somewhat generally. I’m sure I’m not the only one that’s ever felt this way, I’m positive of that actually. It just really sucks.

I feel so… trapped here. Maybe trapped isn’t the right word, but I think you’ll understand what I mean. I’m unable to drive anywhere. No, that’s a lie. I can drive anywhere I’d like, I’m just terrified of driving on unfamiliar roads, especially in the Winter. I’m able to socialize with people in my immediate surroundings and while that’s not always so bad, it’s nice to have people I can turn to outside of this tiny box I live in. I completely understand why Jo was so reluctant about moving here - it offers very little to most people.

I don’t know. I just wish I had a really good friend here. Someone I could talk to face to face once in awhile. I’ve always had that until we moved here. I might have been a few hours away, but there was always a way to make it happen if we wanted to hang out.

There are days that I wish certain things had never changed. Unfortunately life is all about changes.

Pitty party of 1? Ha! I’m going to bed.

I really need to get my rump in gear. These last couple of days have left me so unmotivated, to do anything. I did manage to whip up a couple of batches of homemade muffins (chocolate chip for one, blueberry for the other). I think I’ll work on getting that recipe, along with my chicken lasagna recipe up on my cooking blog tonight. I also have a few things I need to get crackin’ on online. To those I’ve promised help to, I’ll be getting in touch with you in the next day or so. I’m horribly behind on everything, which is something I hate about being sick.

Anywho.

I leave you with this. She was so amazed by the falling snow.

I always seem to be the last person to have a shower, no matter where I’m at. It’s not always a bad thing, especially here because the water never goes cold. That being said, when I lived with my parents, it wasn’t this pleasant. In fact, the hot water always seems to go cold after the first shower of the day. I never had the chance to be the first, so my showers were always freezing cold. I doubt that’s changed either. My dad should seriously consider investing in one of those tankless water heaters.

My dad doesn’t like “change” though, so I doubt that’s ever going to happen. I mean, we are talking about a man who, for no reason at all, chooses to use dial up internet!

I can’t remember the last time I went camping. Actually, that’s not entirely true. I think the last time was probably when my friend Heather and I camped out in my dad’s tent in my back yard. I guess camping out in your back yard doesn’t really count as camping though does it? If that’s the case, I’ve never been camping. Ha, ha.

My in laws go camping every year to this place called Lumsden, which is a beach that’s much like the ones I’m used to back in Georgia. It’s several hours away, which usually means they camp out a few nights so that they get a chance to really enjoy it. Well guess what? This year is no different. They’re expecting Jo and I do tag along this year and honestly, I’m not sure that I’m cut out for it. I’m certainly not too prissy to camp out but I think I’d be the party pooper, especially when it comes to it getting dark and trying to get to sleep. I really enjoy silence and somehow I don’t think I’m going to find that there. I guess we’ll start thinking about what travel supplies we’ll need for the trip though, because I doubt there’s going to be anyway that we’re getting out of it!

Did any of you watch this past season of American Gladiators? I used to watch this years and years ago, back in the day and absolutely loved it. We watched this past season from start to finish, though I was sort of turned off by the size of some of the gladiators (both genders). I don’t know, maybe it’s just me but I’m not one for that much muscle. Now don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy a nicely toned and fit body but I think some of those gladiators were a bit extreme, especially for the guys. For me, there’s nothing attractive about bulky muscles. It doesn’t generally make me go “Wow, they (he/she) really takes could care of themselves…” but rather, “Wow, I wonder how many legal steroids/illegal steroids they had to take to reach that size..” Of course that’s not to say that people can’t achieve a sculpted body with the aide of them either, I just tend to think some people get too caught up in body image that they really lose themselves in the process.

My pretty baby hasn’t been feeling well today. She’s been exceptionally needy. She’s been needy in the past, however, since moving here she’s been very timid and keeps to herself a lot unless Jo or myself happens to be around. She’s currently sleeping in a chair beside me but yesterday, she was posing for the camera.

She has her daddy’s eyes… lol.

One of the things I miss the most about Georgia is it’s beaches. I’ve always been a beach bum and it’s not always in the Spring and Summer months. I’ve spent a good deal of time on several beaches well into Winter. I guess I can thank the warm southern climate for that. The beaches here in Newfoundland aren’t nearly as nice. I mean they’re beautiful, don’t get me wrong, there’s just not very much you can do on them because they’re so rough (rocky). I used to love things like roller blading/skating and cycling on the beach but something tells me that wouldn’t be as enjoyable here.

My sister Connie and her boyfriend recently purchased cruisers bikes. They live and work on Tybee Island, Georgia and felt that cycling to and from work, grocery stores and various other places was more affordable and much better for the environment. The only time they have to use their vehicles is when they travel off of the Island or when the weather gets too rough to cycle in. That sounds so nice to me.

I’m hoping when the weather warms up, that Jo and I will plan a little vacation on the other side of Newfoundland. I hear the beaches there are much more similar to what I’m used to than the ones around us here. If that’s the case, I sure hope they have rental bikes. If not, I may have to break down and purchase my own cruiser, like the the beach cruisers you can find at Cruiser Style. They’re so much fun and it’s actually pretty relaxing too.