I wrote a post the other day and since Hughes is having some weird DNS problems (or maybe my router simply hiccuped, as it sometimes does) I lost it. And even though Word Press has a feature that saves your post for you, as you’re typing, I’m not exactly sure what happened to mine. Maybe I titled it too late so it didn’t save it as anything. Who knows. Once I loose a post I’m LOATHE to re-create it so I simply didn’t. And now you’ll never know the true extent of my brilliance. Your loss. Ok, now WP just saved what I’ve posted thus far but I have no idea WHERE. EEEP! My brilliance still might be out there somewhere. Continue reading Grounded
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It has come to my attention that certain words are NOT, contrary to my belief, international words. At the Houston airport, between flights, I purchased a sandwich. I’ve become so accustomed to spicy food that while I eschewed any idea of Continue reading There is no heat in Ohio As I type, I’m sitting at the gate waiting for my flight to be called. Send your spare good thoughts to Jamie and the kids; I’m headed to Ohio for a few days with Tata. More if I can. Update on 25 June:
My mom is in the hospital with multiple blood clots and expected to be there a few days. If you can keep her in your thoughts, and also my poor Dad, who must be bumping around the RV, lost without his constant companion. On the other hand, my sister and I think this may . . . → Read More: good thoughts plea Oh My Goodness. I never thought I’d need to censor PHC; this weekend is a doozy. Especially with young kids (and two preteen boys). On the other hand, if they ever had a question about reproduction, it has now been answered. Yes, Mexico and the US celebrate it on the same day (this year)! I came across an amazing letter from father to daughter last night; heartachingly beautiful doesn’t even begin to capture the depth and impact of his words. He sows magic when he speaks and there are honestly no metaphors to describe his . . . → Read More: Happy Father’s Day I hope your day yesterday was much more interesting than mine. After spending the night tossing and turning, I managed to get up at 7:15 and head over to the pool, where I waited for the owner to pass by on his way to work. I had hoped to talk to him about the . . . → Read More: A thrill a day! If you don’t live in Peyton Place where some of your neighbors are hell-bent on making your life a living nightmare. When your immediate neighbors are such complete and total sweethearts that you just want to bask in their intelligence and soothing presence. If you’re not interested in routine, stability and expectations. If . . . → Read More: The Caribbean is a paradise Fascinating discussion on Marketplace about Microlenders. Making a visible difference in the lives of others. http://www.kiva.org/
Yesterday, I meandered over to the palapa and all seemed under control; Don Manuel was directing people here and there and positioning supports for the roof. I tried not to get in the way. I showed him the window we’d purchased for the bathroom and I hope it passed muster; I keep finding under the kitchen counters. Later in the day, after he’d left, I happened by again and asked the head worker when they were planning to roof the rest of the bodgea. Continue reading It’s Saturday, the band is playing, honey could we ask for more? |
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