Blogging or Italian wine ...

I had decided in a moment of strength and discipline that I could let go of my Internet connection to save for my trip to Europe this summer. I am innately and freakishly good at delayed gratification. Every time I pick up the phone to get Shaw to connect me back to one of my life lines I think of myself in the Tuscan sun drinking delectably brilliant vino tinto. This has been working ... but is getting increasingly harder. It is interesting to me how much a part of my life blogging has become. My fingers naturally start to twitch when I experience any intensity, and small beauty, and chest crunching sadness, and belly rolling laughter. I could, and this was the plan, write out my postings in word and then post them when old-faithful falls into a wireless network. Maybe I need to try that more, but there is not the same feeling. The release and connection is missing. I feel un-witnessed.
But I am defiantly going to Europe for FIVE WEEKS. I have the ticket in my inbox and it says that I will be flying to Glasgow via London on July 14th. My sister will be attending a conference there and will stay on a couple extra days with me. From there I will fly to Italy for about 9 days. I may meet up with my cousin or just do so solo travel. Sarah and I will then hop on a ferry while
Kylie takes of from Dublin to meet us in Athens. Watch out Greece eh! Two of my all time favorite girls in Greece. I am most excited about that. We will then all go back to Ireland for a couple of weeks. My heart-rate jumps just thinking about it.
In the mean time my mind hurts from trying to decide what I want to do with the rest of my life. I have made it through to the interview for Child Life at McMaster. Would love to talk it through with anyone who has the time!