The Hood

Writer's block. It comes when I start thinking about my friends and others reading what I've written. It comes when I start to think about what others think about. Maybe the trick to writing is that it needs to be for you even if it's for the public. So here's me taking my own advice and just give'n'er.

We've moved! Yes! from the dark always-cold-in-the-winter-and-always-hot-in-the-summer basement with the ever present big brother-landlord ghoul to the beautiful, bright, creeky and warm Bagot Street. And when we want to be fancy we call it "Bah-zjo"...it's French and fancy.

I like to say it's like going from living in a Russian prison camp, to running a Russian prison camp. This place is amazing!!!

Now the beauty of this home is not even in the home. The true beauty comes when you step outside. We now live in what is affectionately known as The Hood. I think it is called that for a few different reasons which I won't speculate but I will say the feeling in The Hood is one of community.

We are currently working on 3 things.

1) Getting to know our neighbours

2) Furnishing our apartment

3) Filling an apartment with people on a regular basis

So feel free to stop by anytime for anything. Whether it be a hot drink, stiff drink, soft drink, back rub, handshake, milkshake, easy bake. Whatever! If we have it, you're welcome to it.