I've rediscovered my old Oasis CD the past couple of days. Y'know, the one all of you have, Morning Glory, Wonderwall, all of the good stuff. Kind of makes me feel old. I mean, the CD is old and I used to listen to it in grade 8. That's five years ago. I am officially getting old. Not an antique yet, but on my way to the roadshow. Haha! Ohh, that reminds me, Antiques Roadshow is coming to Markham and I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to go!!! I'm a bit of a junkie... For those of us reading this that aren't familiar with the AMAZING TV show, it's a show where old people bring antiques to other old people and have them appraised. Half the fun is guessing the prices, the other half is watching the people brink on the state of heart attack when they find out that their antique spoon is worth 100 000$, or even better, a fake. Anyways, I think Josh and I will go together, because people cannot even begin to understand how much I enjoy the show. I don't watch it regularily, but it's one of those junk shows that you turn on in the afternoon where the best choices are that or someone selling hair removal cream on the home shopping channel. How many hair removal products can there be?! Back to my life, I've been helping my grandmother move into town, which is just as exciting as it sounds. Thankfully, Josh has been there to keep me sane. I would be so lonely without him, it makes me smile just to have him in the room. So tired, I'm off to bed! P.S. To all those sitting on the edges of their seats in eager anticipation and wonder, Josh solved my previous furniture woes for me! Yet another reason to love him!