A quiet, non most-triumphant return

Hello everyone,

It's been a long while since I've posted. I'm almost certain no one will be checking my blog anyway (except for maybe Trisha, who was bugging me to post when I saw her on Thursday), so I'm not sure why I'm even bothering to post anymore. But for some reason I just couldn't let this blog die.

You may have noticed that I changed the title of my blog. I took the title from a play that's being put on by La Troupe du jour in Saskatoon - they're doing a play this season called La marriage de la fille Gareau. It's a small-town Saskatchewan take on the Marriage of Figaro, and as most of you know, I'm getting married next June. I thought the title fit, although I don't think my wedding will be nearly as crazy as good ol' Figaro's. Certainly no primae noctis here. Gross.

I have lots of adventures to relate regarding my wedding and my life, but right now I'm at the Campion library, and Karl wants to move on to a different library. Wow, what an exciting Saturday for me! Yipee! Libraries! (Maybe I should get used to it, if I'm going to marry Karl...)

So long for now, folks (or rather, folk).

-M.