now men. and ahem … ladies ….
if i could get that picture of an embarrassed smiley face to place here
it would be the perfect image.
it is me.
well it’s my face.
i’m slightly embarrassed by all the warm and lovingly kind concern that you
left on the peanut.
friends are a wonderful thing.
i recently saw a cartoon.
it was a guy clutching his computer . . .
” don’t touch! all my friends live in there! “
well. not all of mine do. but so so so many of you do.
you live all over this country and all over this world.
and i’m grateful for you!
i am not brave.
i did nothing that all the other people weren’t doing.
norman sustained no terrible damage.
i learned i will find someplace other than that school to go to though.
an upstairs apartment is not ideal in a tornado.
if they happen in the daytime instead of night like this one . . . we can at least
go into the office. no basement. but it’s interior and on the ground level.
but i wouldn’t trade my little wren house for anything else. i love it!
i’ll just scout around.
and now . . . tornado season is almost over.
my flowers look lovely on the balcony!
we now must hold our collective breath of safe thoughts for those in
wildfire areas ~ and hurricanes
and no doubt an earth quake or two.
nobody ever said living on this planet is dull!
my computer mouse is dead. i took it to best buy and they can’t make it work either.
it has new batteries.
maybe i should buy some stilton cheese and leave it by the screen tonight.
i did this post by ‘touch’. don’t like that. it feels weird. no control!
plus . . .
i was able to read all the wonderful comments you left for me
but i can’t touch up the reply or post comment thingy.
please know how much they mean to me.
they were such a surprise when i got back on line here today.
i appreciate you!
julia’s in the keys visiting paradise with the captain!
and our rain apparently made it all the way down there i guess.
on his blog he said they’re waiting for it to let up to go kayaking!
dearest old beans.
i love you all!
i hope you’re having a wonderful summer.
and to those on the other side of this world . . . autumn!