It all started with Stephanie Plum...

Yes indeed it did. No less than 3 weeks ago did I pick up a paperback with the title of "One for the Money" and now I have read thru the first 11 in the series. The only problem with the books is that after much reflection I began thinking how many of us females think just like the main character in the book who's name is Stephanie Plum. I am by no means a bounty hunter like she is however I can see myself being just as scared as she does and wondering whether my heart could support the blood pressure rise from an adrenaline rush situation of trying to take down some crazy criminals. I did however lie in bed last night listening to the outside gate go "clac clac" for an hour wondering how I would escape the house once the bad guy made it up to my bedroom. That of course was a little bit of my crazy imagination taking over and I finally fell back asleep at 7am.

Although I never thought that I lived much of an interesting life I do think that it might be more so than others or maybe others think so. I work in the movie business as a 2nd Assistant Director so I spend my day dealing with actors, actors and more actors. Whether it be A actors, B actors or all the way down to the Z ones, I have worked with all of them. Worked of course being an operative word, since I am mostly responsible in making sure that they know what time their chauffeur will pick them up for work, have their breakfast waiting for when they arrive, and make sure that they do not have to wait forever to make it to set. Oh and I would be the one to hand over their cazzilion dollars of per diem and make sure that the 1st class flights have been booked to go home.

Although it might sound like I am a tad envious, if truth be known the only thing I am envious of is the 1st class travel and the great invites to restaurants. One because I love travelling and two because I love eating. There is no where in the world that I would not go and there is very little that I would not eat, even though that has come back to haunt me in the past!

As a matter of fact I'm sitting here in the dark at my grandmothers house in London typing away. I flew over from Quebec (where I reside) 2 days ago and will be staying here for another 3 1/2 weeks. I've been coming here for the past 30 years or so and even spent one year living here but decided that the tubes stunk too much and I couldn't get a good enough job (it was 1990 the year of the recession). So I come back every few months to visit Gran and drive her around to see other family and friends since she has decided to hibernate in her house since my granpa died last year.

There are two things that I live by in life one is: The glass is always half full and two: It always works out in the end. Whether it turns out the way you want or not it always turns out for the best even though it might not seem so at the times. This is why I find it difficult to be with my Gran...because her glass is half empty. As far as she is concerned we are all doomed, the world is coming to a grinding halt and the immigrants are taking over. Keep in mind that she is 86 and has seen some very different things than most of us. Regardless how do you convince an 86yr old that life ahead of her is a grat adventure with all kinds of things to do? It's a bit tough. I know that we have all heard of the 97 yr who still runs marathons but if truth be known that is not my gran or most Gran's for that matter.

Anyhow getting back to Stephanie Plum...She lives life with a wild imagination and she always seems to be at the right/wrong place at the right/wrong time, a bit like me. my boyfriend asked me the other day "Why do these things only ever happen to you?". Well I'm not sure frankly, I mean they aren't bad things because I have been blessed with a very lucky life. No they are kind of stupid things, like on the flight over I was sitting in front of a lady who had obviously sit on her bottle of perfume and was lacking one of her six senses because she nearly had me jumping off the plane at warp speed. It is in those situations where you wonder if an outhouse would actually be better. Or the fact that when I picked up the rental car I ended up spending an extra hour trying to contact my credit card company for proof that the card covered the insurance. I always kind of feel that I am living somewhat of a "circus" life because when I look at them I tend to laugh so the craziest situations end up being alot of fun.

Well that is the first entry to another humans activities and now I must go lock down the house so that boogy man does not get in!!

A bientot!

B :)