I am in here.
I blog to you from Boulder. As I type, I am not online. It would seem that the thing for hotel chains to do nowadays is pretend they have high-speed internet access, when actually such is not the case. The hotel is always about to put such access in. No wifi signal, no evidence of … Continue reading Fun in Colorado
Warmer temperatures. And the antibiotics are forcing the bacteria in my lungs into a bit of a retreat. I might even be daring tonight and try sleeping in bed instead of in the armchair. (Lying flat when I’m sick makes me cough endlessly.) Actual blogging can resume now…
I’m afraid to try to go to sleep. I think the cold, which has left the other parts of my body, has settled deep into my lungs and turning into bronchitis. Dr. J gets to see us tomorrow morning. She knows us. She knows to let us mutter and whine about all the physical ailments … Continue reading Yes, I'm still up.
My husband loves his boiler. I’m sorry — you young folks don’t know that that’s what we old Midwestern chicks call our furnaces. (They work through steam — they boil water… Get it?) Alright, where was I? My husband loves his boiler. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t understand it. It doesn’t matter what instructions … Continue reading The saga of the boiler
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