This vacation has been wonderful. A visit to home ground, full of my moms and dogs and friends and the ease of familiarity. It's been carefree and rejuvenating. Its also been a big boost to the old self-esteem. Because here, at home, I'm a total rockstar. I don't mean that to sound snotty. Just that when you go away and then come home again, everybody wants to hang out with you. And for a girl like yours truly, who is not yet realized as a rockstar in Redneckville (don't worry, I still am a rockstar, I'm just - you know - incognito, I suppose.). And it has been so rejuvenating to spend time with old friends who I love and who think I'm kinda wonderful. And to make new friends who seem to find me reasonably interesting as well. So, so, so nice. It's been a long time since I've thought of myself as wonderful and interesting and worth getting to know. I guess sometimes, it's nice to be reminded that no matter who notices or doesn't - you're still a rockstar.
So thanks Winnipeg. For all kinds of reasons and in all kinds of ways, you'll always be home to me.