Well, I lost my blog for a while, or rather I could read my old blogs, but not post a new one. Of course, since I'm an idiot about these things, all the tricks I tried did not work, including calling my older son and getting some help from him. He gave me a lecture on not reading about my computer, which I have done, but never mind, he was exasperated with my lack of savvy (Jack Sparrow, I am not). By the way, did you know that savvy has two v's? What a strange word! I am feeling rather joyous just to see the old blog back up, though perhaps it has been a well deserved vacation for those few, those precious few of you who read it.
I was rationalizing to myself that since I am now writing a book again, maybe I didn't need the blog, but all the while I felt like a limb had been amputated. Evidently, I have an unlimited ability to rattle on about nothing and a pressing desire to do so.
My husband and I went to the cabin to clean and get a new bed and figure out what needs doing. It was crappy weather, and I am not exaggerating. It must have hailed twelve different times, it rained, it snowed numerous times, there was sleet, there was cold, there was vast unpleasantness. We only sat out on the deck a little while yesterday, in our jackets. What few people were camping (though the campground was booked full) had most left after Saturday. They gave up. We made fires and huddled. I read the biography of Ann Dunham, Obama's Mama. It was fascinating and I cried buckets at the end. I read about the beginning of the Civil War "1861", I cleaned the cupboards, I rearranged the linens and towels and we moved from the loft to the middle bedroom. This is because as I announced to my year younger husband - "We are too old to be climbing up and down the ladder". Someone younger will have to assume the bird's nest above our living room. An era has ended.
I am so thrilled that we have new beds at the cabin. The last two eighty year old beds were hauled away Monday amid protests of the guys, who were willing to take the mattresses but baulked at the iron bed frames and springs that weigh a ton. Dear reader, we bribed them. They went away happy. And we have a full size bed that makes the room look bigger and YOU CAN GET IN THE BED FROM EITHER SIDE! No more hurling oneself from the end of the beds to the center. We are now practically a bed and breakfast except for the service, which being me, is lousy.
So keep your fingers crossed that I can find my blog tomorrow (or if you hope I can't, fine, I understand).
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