It is pretty swell that I have found 10 minutes to blog this week. My friend, Laura, gets married this Friday so the week is fairly busy for us bridesmaid folk. But I really wanted to blog-battle a little dilemma I have found myself thinking about today.

Apparently our little Icelandic volcano friend has a sister that will most definitely explode relatively soon. Apparently big sis has waaaaaaaay more steam to blow off. And apparently, unless the wind changes direction, the UK will be left un-inhabitable when it happens. So the way I see it, I have very few options which include the following...

1. Plead ignorance. At the end of the day it's ok because at least the planes are operational so I can make my summer holiday in Tuscany. (Note the sarcasm, it's important here.)

2. Get the emmigration ball rolling. Hello Canada, I missed you.

3. Get to building a state of the art, indestructible, fully stocked underground bunker. Charge people for the use of the aforementioned bunker. Money is important in times like these. (Again, note the sarcastic tone)

4. Quit my job and all other commitments and do all the things I would like to before I die. Snowboarding in Tokyo, Monaco F1 GP, The Cape in SA, Disneyworld, Learn to surf, All you can eat sushi, own an alternative coffee shop, write a book and try marmite. Apparently you either love it or you hate it and which one it is can really define a person. Apparently.

5. Stop listening to people as soon as they say the word 'Apparently".

Whatever happens, let it be known that I am completely confident that God has it all under control. I would rather not experience death by deadly ash cloud anytime at all never mind anytime soon, but if that is they way things are going to roll, awk well. Shit happens.