Since May..

I can't believe it's been five months since I returned to Florida! I admit as the time I was pretty disappointed about coming back, but it needed to be done. Things really have fallen into place since then. I can genuinely say I'm happy and pleased with everything going on, and proud of where I'm at.

Poodle day rocks. I'm building on my grooming knowledge each day and yesterday I could tell how much I have learned since the last poodle day. :)

Thursday I learned how sharp my shears are;=: Very sharp. Definitely razor sharp. Yap, cut like a razor. I will now be axtra curful.

four more?

And so much has changed. Life is so quick!

I need to use blogger more to keep up with pet care and grooming blogs. I need to soak up everything I can!
Vaguely I am very excited. Holy cow!

A fucking atoadaso!

So I'm trying to vacumme the basement like Linh told me to, but the shop-vac doesn't have enough suction to pick up a button. I struggle with this for a few minutes then, try an upright I found in a closet; it blew out clouds of dust and powder. Linh comes downstairs and tells me to take a delivery. I tell him his vacummes suck (no pun intended.). He opens up the uprights and discovers a hole in the bag. Has no spare bags. Says, I can fix this. I start sweeping up the wood floor as Linh walks off. Returns with a large black garbage bag. He starts to wrap the opening on the bag around the vent inside the vacumme, assuring me he can fix it. I say, there is no was that will work. Vacumme bags are specially designed to trap matter while allowing air through. He asks me, You don't think I cant fix this? I say, Not like that, a garbage bag will fill up like a balloon then bust.. He says, I can make stuff happen, you watch. So I watch, he closes the lid to the vacumme and plugs the cord into the outlet high on the wall. Finds the switch, powers on,
There's a Vvvvvvvvv! Then a pop like a tube busting, and then he turns the power off.

That was the highlight of my night (which is to say I had a rough day and or uninteresting day.)

hey, six months.

Lots can go on in six months. i'm going to act as though I never left and pick up from where I left off.

Speaking of never leaving, Winnipeg is pretty great. More on that later.