Bloots

Welcome to the crazy lady blog.  I have been called Bootsie, after my mother and maiden name, Boutin for years. My husband refused to ever call me that and fondly calls me Boots.  I thought blog and Boots combined, Bloots, would work as a must fill in slot when creating a page like this.  

It has been over a year since I have written any updates of my adventures on this side.  In part, because I found it a little too self promoting and you can only take so many stories about the Jazz (RIP....another day for that story, now riding in the Black Fox). Also, I found that I was relating much of those bits on facebook.  I admit openly that I check my facebook too much.  Perhaps, it is to feel connected to those at home, but my hope is to only be a voyeur and stalker this year and not to post as much of my business there.  Returning to writing an update or two has come from a handful (okay 5) of people requesting that I continue to tell a story.

In a nut shell the last year was filled with lots of fun times.  Many shared with family, friends, and friends of friends at Hostel Thomas.  I ran a second 1/2 marathon and it confirmed that I still hate running. Spent great times in Dewey Beach and an extended holiday with our friends, the Ralston's in WS in December.

I still struggle with my Italian and still after all this time can only muster up enough to order a green salad, soup and a vodka and grapefruit.  I try, I really do (okay I don't try).  A repair man came to my door and he heard the dogs barking.  I told them what I thought was  "come in, my dogs are in the bedroom"....what I actually said was "come in, my meat is in the bedroom"  You see dog is cane pronounced CA-NEY and meat is carne pronounced CAR-NEY.

I still am ticket and infraction free going on 4 years now.  Marty on the other hand, manages to rack up the speeding tickets.  Mr auto-strada got 3 tickets in one day in Zurich.  Speedracer, who has already lost his license here for a month for speeding, flew through 3 radar photo takers and racked up $1200 worth of fines in an hour.

Follow if you want.  Peek in when you feel like it.  Don't hurt my feelings on here because I am super sensitive and full on peri menopausal taking the nose dive into the other side.


Here are some pics of my year in review.