Happy Birthday to The Husband! He’s OLD (aka 40!!!!) today.

Your present: I’m moving to Portland for you.

You’re welcome.

XOXO

PM

Look who’s back and off on another adventure!

When we last left our heroine, she had run out of things to say. These things happen when you move to Minneapolis and start a blog to keep in touch with your family and friends back in Canada (and also because you can’t remember who knows what so it’s easiest to just dump the news in one place and let them sort it out). And then you find jobs and schools and buy a house and suddenly it’s all same old-same old and you’re writing yet another “gosh, I’m the worst blogger ever” post and eventually you break up with your blog.

Not much has changed since then, so consider yourself caught up.

But! Another thrilling chapter beckons! The Peitricia Mae family is packing up the ol’ covered wagon a la the Ingalls family and heading West.

(Well – I am packing up the wagon. Someone else – i.e. Pa – has already headed West. A fair division of labour, yes? [Anyone who’s read Little House on the Prairie knows exactly who did the lion’s share of the work. And it wasn’t Pa.])

And so, back to dumping the news in one place we go! I considered using one of those new-fangled thingeys like Instagram, but a) I am too old for hashtags (per my kids) and b) my pictures are so terrible that no filter can save them (per me). Also, I’m a big fan of the long form. I’m a writer by trade – ain’t no 2200 characters that can contain me! But I ponied up for a real domain name, which means this is totally legit.

So, the ground rules:

1. No hashtags, no filters, no music, no blinkey lights. I know me and I know my audience.
2. There will probably be pictures. They will be bad, but they’ll get the job done.
3. There may be videos. No promises. Words are my jam, and I’m no Spielberg.
4. Posting may be erratic. Probably lots at first (because moving is oh-so-exciting) and then it’ll drop off. Let’s try for threeish a week?
5. I reserve the right to use the one-sentence-paragraph (indeed, even the one-sentence-blog-post). This means I have half a chance of hitting my goal in #4.
6. We’re going Canadian spelling. You can take the girl out of Canadaland, but you can’t force her to give up her superfluous “u”s.

Saddle up, friends! Westward ho!