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~ 2009 - January ~
Happy New Year to all, and Happy Birthday to Emma (our big girl turned 10 on New Year's Day). She seems to think she needs extra cookies for the extra 'Emma' that has come from all the extra cookies. She and Kali have certainly taken S-P-O-I-L-E-D to a new, embarrassing level. Not only do they think they need a cookie for coming in from outside, but SOMEONE (not mentioning any names, but she's big, black, and seriously stubborn) now thinks going outside in the first place warrants a prize. Sheesh.Kali appeared with a black knit cap from someplace and buried it - sorta - by the front walk. It fits in quite nicely with the rest of the landscaping. We're still hopeful that at least one or two pieces of her impre$$ive orange rubber ball collection will somehow turn up. Maybe when we blast the yard to get rid of the #$*%&^&#$%*@$#^@$%$#% moles and their #$*%&^&#$%*@$#^@$%$#% tunnels, some of them will bounce back into view. I'm beginning to think Kali and the moles have a pact to drive me nuts. Too late.
Meanwhile, Sami flits back and forth from Jekyll to Hyde, depending on how the weather impacts her ability to reduce the mole population (it ain't easy working with turf the consistency of concrete). We like to think it's OUR mole population she's reducing. She's never been a contender for Miss Congeniality, but the combination of wicked wind and frigid temps of a winter that already seems two years long isn't helping anything.
In case you hadn't noticed, there are finally pictures of winter on the home page! Nothing like waiting until the season's half over (we wish) to put some up.
The three school folks have returned to their grind, which means I get to return to mine. Taxes. Truly, I would rather repeat my root canal. Alas, that's not an option (for which I suppose I should be thankful), so off to bury my nose where I wish it didn't belong.
~ 2009 - January update ~
(Zero to Ten in Only 12 Hours)No, I'm not talking about the speed demon masquerading as our '88 Camry station wagon. During the night last night (which was really already today - the 16th - when it started), the temperature plunged to one. Then the sun started appearing, presumably to heat things up, and the temperature went backwards to zero. All I can say is BRRRR... because both my fingers and the keyboard would rather be elsewhere. Like Florida.
I don't hear the phone ringing off the wall for reservations....
~ 2009 - January update #2 ~
(Rub-a-dub-dub, Washin' Plates in the Tub)Does this month seem twice as long as usual, or what? This is the 19th and already the third update, skimpy as it is. I admit I do grab ways to avoid working on the taxes, but I also have my limits. Specifically, I don't believe I secretly yearned to wash dishes in the bathtub for what will likely be 5 days by the time the temperature hits a mark above freezing on Thursday. That will be the 22nd... with 9 days left in this incredibly long month. By then, I'll have to clean the tub again.
Why, you surely wonder, am I washing dishes in the bathtub? Because while we have water (a seriously big YAHOO!!!), we also have a stubbornly frozen kitchen sink drain that refused to respond even to the blowtorch tactic, which thankfully did not set the deck on fire. It's a good thing the bathroom is just off the kitchen, but not so swell that it is THE bathroom. And since the tub faucet is useless, I get to use the shower hose, which can have a mind of its own and drips in protest after a while (Hey there, Bozo, washing dishes ain't in my job description). And since the tub drain is also useless, I have to work fast so we don't run out of hot water as it slowly drains away despite my creative plugs: a washrag, covered by a salad plate, covered by an old, heavy towel, covered by the dishes I get to wash. Martha Stewart will never accuse me of swiping her ideas.
Is it spring yet?
Emma, Kali, and I hiked up the mountain to see some snow and try out the new camera. I LOVED the old one, a little Fuji Finepix we gave Katie for her 16th birthday and later inherited from her (wonder if the same will apply to her car). However, it met an unfortunate, untimely end when I dropped it on the concrete floor (with the zoom lens out - ouch) and had to be replaced. Sparing you the details of the search for a cheap, easy, outstanding camera that was outstandingly cheap and easy, I finally chose one and am just now experimenting, as is obvious. Katie happened to be home to load it or whatever you have to do to a new camera, and I've only had to email her twice (okay, twice today) with questions. I may have it figured out within the year. Here's proof that we three big girls really did move today:
Emma is incredulous at the thought that WE are planning to walk up the cabin road when we can't even see it.
Energizer Kali has zoomed ahead as usual, already a mere blip at the top because she probably sees the road better in white.
She's also trying not to slide backwards to square one, which is where Emma would like to remain.
Don't worry; these aren't the cabin towels. Just don't tell Randy they're OURS....
~ 2009 - January update #3 ~
(THAWED OUT!!!)After a full week of washing dishes in the tub, I happened to notice that there was no water standing in the kitchen sink. NONE! Like a toddler who is beginning to discover the magic of handles and cause and effect, I turned the water on and watched in awe and enormous glee as it went on down the drain. And then did it again! And then walked past a few minutes later and did it AGAIN.
No, I don't get out much.
The big hairballs and I did enjoy a lot of outside work on Friday, the 23rd, even though the work itself wasn't all particularly enjoyable,
because the weather WAS. Made us feel like dancing, or at least rolling in something...
...or finding a limb to gnaw on because SOMEone has buried all of her $$$ orange rubber balls... but we won't name names, will we, K-A-L-I?
~ 2009 - February ~
(A Bloggin' We Will Go...)It's February??? Whoa.
We've had a terrific first two days of the month weatherwise. We're back to Mother Nature's global-warming joke, though; the temperature is falling as I type, and the weather ladybug is about to blink herself into oblivion with some sort of news. I'm afraid to look.
Big news is that I'm a blogger now! Yep, right in the middle of my beloved tax fun, great pal/fellow SMA mom, Cindy Schaefer (who wrote the foreword in The Jeffrey Journey), persuaded me to jump overboard with her in a joint endeavor called The Suite Life of Lucy and Ethel. Chalk it up to not enough crayons in the box or something. Although we knew
almostabsolutely nothing about the world of blogging other than everyone else seemed to be inhabiting it, we have impressed ourselves with our progress in a mere week. We've mastered hot links (OH NO!), gadgets, and EDIT, and I've worn a path to the HELP centers. All of them. For those of you who have never visited a blog, don't be afraid... we aren't selling anything (or charging!). HOWEVER, if you find you're really bored, feel free to hop over to the site and - while you're having a good time - click on the ads; they're computer-generated based on our content and quite interesting so far. We understand SMA- and 'Lucy'-related ads but haven't figured out the Papa Johns ad yet. Maybe we won one! Anyway, the ad-clicking generates pennies per click, and since we haven't been invited aboard the bailout bandwagon yet, we appreciate all the clicks we can get....Some day I will clean this page up. Some day I will clean the house up. Some day I will finish the taxes up. Some day I will clean this page up. Some day I will clean the house up. Some day I will finish the taxes up....
~ 2009 - February update ~
It's already the 14th, and this is only the second time I've been here! Blame - or thank - Uncle Sam for keeping me glued to the numbers for what seems like two years. Sheesh.
Big news is that after weeks, the pond finally thawed out yesterday, on Friday the 13th and my dad's birthday! The wind gusts stayed on overdrive for two long days; I almost expected to see catfish on the deck.
Other big news is that the futon in the cabin is sporting a new cover! Courtesy of global warming, Uncle Sam, or midlife madness, it's a far cry from the previous conservative forest green. It doesn't go with anything, but I didn't care - it's cute! And while the big soft, lumpy pillow looks okay, the big hard, lumpy one didn't. Neither did the plaid valances or the placemat on the coffee table (this is fascinating, I know). Drum roll...
And since you can't tell a thing about it, probably courtesy of the operator of the new camera (who has NOW opened the book of directions in an attempt to figure them out at some point), here's a swatch picture, because it really is cute!
AND the annoying electrical cords for the reading lights above the futon and bed have been replaced with real switches! Golly durn, Jethro, weeze movin' up in the wurld, aint' we.
Before I try to tackle all that was tossed aside during my tax fun, here's a picture of Sami for absolutely no reason, other than she actually looks docile here. A unique photo op for sure.
PS - Don't forget to check out the new blog, The Suite Life of Lucy and Ethel!
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