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Sherry K. Shaw wrote:
> No prob. Just got home.
>
> Sherry "Actually There's A Perfectly Good Explanation" Shaw
>
>
Started by driving to sister's house. Dropped off dogs. (They got to
visit with their little dog cousins. Everybody happy.)
Proceeded to annual family reunion, an unavoidable conglomeration of
insufficiently distant cousins--oops, started sounding cynical for a
second; please excuse. Went to totally lovely family reunion. (Sister
was not able to attend, so she was available to attend to dogs. Worked
out nicely.)
Family reunion was intended to include Tube Float* down creek near old
family home. Sadly, monsoons came and creek became Raging Brown
Monstrosity of Death. Tube float cancelled. Bunch of relatives instead
drove to Arkansas and visited a lovely commercial cave with a nice gift
shop. Not bad.
Hung around past departure of many relatives, in order to continue visit
with the ones I actually like. (Oooh, did I say that out loud?)**
Monsoon finally abated enough to return to sister's house. Amelia the
Wonder Dog immediately manifested hematoma of ear requiring medical
attention. (Long story involving fleas and various treatments. You
don't want to know.) Dealt with vet. Funny business with account.
Have spent too many decades as bookkeeper or developer of bookkeeping
software not too recognize BS when it occurs. Pretty sure someone in
vet's office is stealing them blind, but that's another story. Get to
stay a few days longer while AtWD gets over side effects of treatment.***
Get ready to go home. Monsoons return. This time Missouri Department
of Transportation website provides enough clues about flooded roads to
indicate that home has probably become an island. Hang around sister's
house for a while. Help design a patchwork quilt pattern based on
Dresden Plate block, but more of a snake than a plate. Design and cut
out a sort of x-wing harness for sister's rat terrier puppy. Golly,
it's nice to be useful.
Finally head home. Yep, road has been replaced with rivers of soggy
river goo. Thank goodness for four-wheel drive.****
OMG, there's the house. Lights still on. Clocks blinking 12:00--OK,
that's expected. Depression-era rural electrification is awesome but
not magic. Cat appears to have moved into basement apartment ***** and
no longer recognizes me or Amelia the Wonder Dog or Amelia's Faithful
Sidekick Bob the Cave Man. Well, whatever. Even by cat standards,
she's, erm, "differently brained." ******
Finally home. Fire up PC. Oh, look, it works. OMG, there's POT. Must
make silly comment.
Aahhh, it's great to be home.
--Sherry "See? I said there was a good explantation" Shaw
* First you get some (preferably large) inner tubes. Then you put them
in the creek. Then you insert family-member bottoms in the tubes. Then
you float said family-member bottoms (attached to entire persons, of
course) to the take-out point. Then you get out of the creek, say
"Brrr" (cuz that crick was totally spring-fed), and have a picnic or
whatever. It's a wonderful tradition.
** Oh, come on--seriously??? You don't have (a) family and then (b)
those other people that you just happen to be related to that you can't
avoid??? Yeah, right.
*** Barf. Barf. Barf.
**** Yes, I'm that rarity--a person who drives a 4WD SUV who actually
NEEDS a FWD SUV to get from here to there. We exist, we do.
***** All right, it's a crawl space.
****** The politically-incorrect term is, of course, "retarded." Back
in olden times, they used to say "simple," which actually strikes me as
both compassionate and precise. Or I could just say that my cat is
unbelievably stupid. Even by cat standards. Which is really, really,
really, really, really, really, really stupid.
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