Talking to my son on the phone:
Yeah, go ahead and send ... oh! Sorry, just a vulture ... oh man, two vultures. So, drop that in the mail ... oh my god, three vult ... FOUR!! There are FOUR VULTURES ...
Mom, don't spoil tomorrow's blog post for me.
Annie has been out of the workaday, button-down office lifestyle for three months, and she's starting to relax.
|I AM smiling.|
A few of our friends have asked us to have a travel map. I wanted one that beams our exact location like you cool Datastorm people, but that felt like a big bucket of TMI. Absolute best would be a map where we could plot precise coordinates after we had left a boondocking site. Now we have settled for a vague map for indicating roughly, in a general way, more or less where we are or have been. If you want to know our precise physical coordinates, phone us; we'll make up numbers on the spot after we blow the whistle into your ear.
Here's where we've waddled. There should be a map on the sidebar, unless you have AdBlock.
A couple of times a week we go into town to watch TV. My mom shakes her head. She understands not having TV - they haven't gotten reception for years - but she doesn't understand going out to watch it. We subscribe to Hulu Plus to see just the shows we like, and they stack up in a pile waiting for us to get to town. [BREAKING NEWS: I went to get the link, and I found out YOU can get two free weeks to try it out, and GIVE US two weeks free at the same time. A freakin' twofer! That's why the link is obnoxiously trebucheted and emboldened now. Everything is going my way today.]
Ech. This will gross you out. Have you ever seen anything so huge? Look at the legs on that thing! I want to vomit. Phil says the heat lets everything grow bigger.
Now, check out the bug!
Extreme grasshopper close-up, for Rob and Sean:
I have a sinus headache which I am treating with reflexology and neck auto-massage. What self-care do you use that you don't tell people about?