I’ve felt like I’ve been out of it forever, when really I just haven’t posted anything to my journal for about a week, a little more. It started when a coworker friend and I were talking about how the city we live in doesn’t offer much for her, a bored, single and urban-minded girl, and despite what the lifers think about this place, she has a point. Where do young, single, urban professionals go around here for a good time? They drive to Toronto, is what they do.
Anyway, we concluded that we had to have a get together. And since both of us liked to cook, this get together must involve food. And since she wanted to try other people’s cookings, we decided to have a pot luck. And since she already hosted a martini party and soon afterward, my birthday party at her place, I thought I’d offer up my place. Which set me into early spring cleaning mode. Me and the ex had nifty parties all the time at our old place. Well… we weren’t die hard party people, but we had more get togethers than the average people. I hadn’t hosted anything much since two years ago, the only party I’ve had here and that was for my birthday.
