Change is GOOD!

Welcome to ShinyHappy 3!

Yes, I decided to move to Blogspot. I decided to do it today because today is the two year anniversary of ShinyHappy (in its various incarnations)! I have been keeping my weblog now for twenty-four months and they have been wonderful ones that I'm happy to have kept a meandering record of. Hopefully this bouncing around won't lose me the small readership that I do have. Hopefully.

I did it for a couple of reasons. The most important being the superior commenting function (which does pop up, but only if you click on it). Secondly, I can include a list of links to my friends weblogs, be they LiveJournal or not. I missed having that on LiveJournal. I'll miss LiveJournal's broader choice of style templates, but I knew I'd have to make some tradeoffs. I can attempt to learn how to create my own Blogspot template, but I don't know if I have the energy for that right now. It looks like a lot of effort.

Currently we are in Toronto at May and Dan's house having a fantastically lovely time. May and Andrew are both feeling sick with colds, but we seem to have all managed to have a great weekend together, though it's been brief. We arrived late last evening, and have to leave around noon tomorrow. Today we went to Nathan Phillips Square to see Marcus performing out in the cold, so it was nice to see him, even if briefly. Then we came back here and ate a delicious meal from Jerusalem restaurant. I always, always thoroughly enjoy the food from there but for some reason tonight it was quite possibly the most incredible it's ever tasted.

I also did something kind of exciting (for me) this weekend. Andrew hasn't gone to get his hair cut since the fall, despite planning to for quite a while. Something always seemed to come up, or we were short on cash. Things like that. It had gotten ... well ... longish. Not long. But definitely not short. It was middling long, shall we say. I have a pair of haircutting scissors for cutting my own hair, and while looking up haircutting instructions for long hair on the net unavoidably read some for cutting short hair. It made me wonder from time to time if I could possibly cut Andrew's hair. I don't remember when I first suggested it, but after some intial doubt from both of us Andrew decided to let me try it. As he said; all he'd have to do is go to a barber to get it fixed if everything went terribly, terribly wrong.

Amazingly enough, it turned out well. For someone who really didn't know what the hell she was doing, I managed to give Andrew what passes for a normal-looking haircut. I had a few tense moments, of course, and perhaps Andrew did too even if he didn't let it show. In the end everything was all right. I may have a very few touch-ups to do of some long strands that escaped me, but May and Dan both approved it and nobody stared at Andrew when we were out in public. Well, not over his hair, anyhow.

It's back to Ottawa tomorrow, as I said, and I have to stay up all night tomorrow night so that I can work from eleven Monday night until seven Tuesday morning. I discovered on Friday, however, that the dirty old 99 bus doesn't run out to Kanata all day long, just during peak hours. Hourse in which I won't be catching the bus. For me that now means a bus trip to work of an hour and a half. Crappy? Crappy. Oh, well. I can deal with it. I have expressed a wish for an iPod, which would make a long bus trip much more bearable. And since we now won't have to spend all the money we would have on Andrew's twice-yearly haircuts, we can SO buy me one! Hoorah!