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I know it's literally been years since I've touched this blog, but I'm really happy to be back.  On the off chance I'm not just talking to myself at this point, I'll catch you up to speed with my happenings.  One year ago David & I moved the family (we are now 3 - I don't believe I've been here since Kieran was born in December of 2008) to British Columbia, just South of Vancouver.  I absolutely love it here.  It's everything Los Angeles isn't, even though they like to call it Hollywood North.  Sure, there are some snooty folks up here, but nothing like Southern California.  The vibe is just different.

I feel a little bad that I have no star sightings to share, but I'm pretty sure my cousin Courtney has picked up where I left off.  She's lousy with the star sightings - and they're so much better than mine ever were.  Although, seriously?  I think Al Pacino at Target and Judd Nelson on Sunset were two that cannot be beat.

Of course, as anyone familiar with show business knows, Vancouver is chock full of production.  It's also full of musicians. It's just a little different here.  In fact, Bono himself was picked up hitchhiking a few weeks back in North Vancouver.  Doubt he'd try that in North Hollywood. 

So here I am, and here I shall stay.  My LA friends have accused me of becoming Amish, and indeed, I am relishing the slower pace.  I am picking berries, canning jams, baking bread... Damn.  I need to get out my leather boots and hit the city soon before I lose my edge.

Oh, who am I kidding.  I can wear my boots around the house.