The time has come once again my friends for the bi-yearly (if such a word exists, and if it means once every two years) resurrection of my blog, La Vida Panchita. You are perhaps familiar with the title of this blog, as you are currently reading it.
In the initial post (the very first initial post, not the re-initial post), I told you what not to expect, and that holds true today. I like to stay consistent for my bi-yearly, loyal fans (bi-loyal?) You may get more stories here, though I'm not making any promises. I'm just sayin' is all. Could happen.
Pues.
Perhaps y'all are wondering what's been happening in La Vida Panchita. I will not give you a blow-by-blow of the last two years. We all have lives, don't we? But here's the latest -- Pancha (that's me), her trusty sidekick and their valiant steed have recently changed the whereabouts of their hidden lair. It is neither cave-like and damp, nor big, well-lit and full of spiders. It's a cozy abode with a functioning fireplace that fits the three of them quite well. We are decorated, cookied-up and ready for Santa.
My trusty sidekick has begun her formal education, which involves many and varied songs regarding the spelling of certain words, set to tunes that are nearly impossible to extricate from the depths of one's brain.
I began a new job at the transportation agency for this vast metropolitan area. My title is "Senior Policy Analyst," though I prefer "Ninja Policy Analyst." Now it's up to you to figure out -- does that mean I am a ninja who analyzes policy or one who analyzes ninja policy? Just a little something to ponder on your way to dreamland tonight.
So tell me -- either in as many words as you like or in a haiku -- what have the last two years been like for you?
