All I want is to talk to you. I keep thinking of all the things I could tell you about what's going on in my life and what I've learned. Even today I learned that oil gets that horrible product-sticker adhesive off recently purchased baking bowls. See? That's something that could help you one day.

I have stories about recent family get-togethers; things I've learned about doing a small renovation; how to cope with couch covers that don't match (not as traumatic as you might think); how it seems to only rain when I'm transporting absorbant things (like mattresses) and not before or after; how I scuba-dived in Bali.

There are projects on the boil (literally in the case of the Great Panna Cotta Project) and some that need an injection of timekeeping and organisation (sorry monacovideo.tv, I'm coming!).

And I think about you all the time. And how much we enjoy each other's company. And how the hardest part is just starting. Followed by the second hardest part: continuing.

So very much like diving in Bali, I'm gonna jump right in and not worry about whether the wetsuit fits or how fast I'll use my air. Because I did that and loved, and I can do this and feel the same.

Hi. Long time, no see.