My blog needs a Spring Cleaning...................

I hate packing up to leave hotel rooms. I always forget something. This time it was the Cree Princess' Musical toothbrush that plays Hilary Duff for the required 2 minutes of oral hygiene. She'll be having to use her old Dora toothbrush to brush away all the sugar from the candy store .
Blogger won't let me post pictures today.
We were hit by a spring snowstorm on the way home from Banff, but fortunately we were well ahead of the 130 vehicles that ended up in the ditch. There were over 80 accidents, so while my family arrived home safely, many did not.
I should be used to these snowstorms, but this one seems to have taken the wind out of my sails. Looking out at the snowdrifts, with long , deep sighs.
Last time I was in Banff, I got the news my son had broken his collar bone, this time I also got bad news. My good friend's 16 year old daughter has been diagnosed with cancer. It is only one of several tribulations her family has gone through in recent years. As a friend, all I can do is tell her to keep a list of what she needs from me, when something pops into her head, to hand it to me.
I am tired. The weary kind of tired.
Which brings me to the Spring Cleaning part of my blog.
I'm taking a break for the month.
I need to get rid of the cobwebs.
Lately posting has been a chore, done only because I wanted to keep in touch with you all. I consider you friends. But forcing myself to write a few uninspired lines isn't what I had in mind for my blog. My new Blogger troubles, combined lack of inspiration, motivation and steam makes me think this will be a good thing. I'll visit. I'll comment. I might even change my mind and post, but I'm giving up feeling like I need to attend to my blog on a regular basis, for the month, then I'll re evaluate. Maybe I'll find some enthusiasm for the medium again.
I hope you understand.
E mail me. I'll even try to check them regularly.
hopesblogmail@yahoo.ca
and an update
And, because I'm a woman i am back. ;), sooner rather than later.
The above lines were my Monday's post, that I couldn't quite bring myself to post.
Feeling sorry for myself. Butt dragging, "everything is a chore" kind of weary.
I can and do take melancholy to new heights........ melancholy.... I love that word........

And then W3 gave me a wee boost, a thinking blogger award. I'd argue that a bit if I had more energy, and just for the fun of it, but thanks, guy.... right back at you.

Don't mind me while i sulk and long for Spring.....
I'll get over it, I always do.