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Moving In

There’s Otis, looking appropriately spooky for the season.  I keep some old dolls my grandmother made in that basket, and the other day he decided to hop in and keep them company.

So here I am, in a new location of sorts.  I moved my blog from Typepad to WordPress, and I am looking forward to learning all the ins and outs of this new blog neighborhood.

It’s been a long time since I’ve really felt like writing.  So much has gone on over the past bunch of years, I just felt my brain was too clogged to write anything coherent.

Also, my kids have gotten older, well past cute toddlerhood, and I wanted to respect their privacy and not constantly put pictures of them up for all the world to see.

But here’s a little verbal peek into that part of my life – Alex graduated in June and began Basic Training over the summer.  He is doing well, and I’m incredibly proud of the man he is becoming, even though he’s really only five.  Maybe eight.

And Julia is now a junior in high school.  She plays three sports and a guitar, and she is a force to be reckoned with.  And she is only three.  Or maybe six.  (P.S. She saw that I had written “three sports and a guitar” and wanted me to change it to “three sports and guitar” because “no one says A guitar, Mom, I don’t play A guitar, I play GUITAR.  And I pay multiple guitars.” And she gave me a very teenager-y look that on the one hand crushes my spirit and on the other hand makes me very determined to keep “a guitar” because I wrote it that way ON PURPOSE, and so yay, that hand won.)

Like so many of you, our lives have been reshaped by the effects of Covid 19.  But we are dealing with it as best we can.

I don’t plan to write much about the pandemic on here.  Definitely no politics.  This is going to be my peaceful little corner of the world, where I will talk about the cats, some kid stuff, some of Bill’s fishing stuff, food, yarn stuff, fabric stuff, and any other creative stuff that interests me.  I need a place to focus entirely on that sort of thing and block out all the cacophony of the rest of the world, at least for a little while.

It may interest you to know that the “P” button on my laptop sticks, so whenever I am typing a word with a P in it, I have to press a bit harder than I do with any other button in the alphabet.

Some bits and pieces…

Bill got a boat at the beginning of the summer.  It’s (if I remember right) 20′, has a center console, a live well, lots of storage, no carpet (his first boat years ago had, for some weird reason, indoor-outdoor carpeting that was a pain to clean and just….just wrong. It was second-hand, so it was what it was.) and right now there are some wiring issues because it, too, is second-hand, but nothing that can’t be fixed over the winter.  He has had many excellent fishing trips this summer, which helped ease the confined feeling of social distancing and all that.

I’m still contentedly working as a cook.  Things are different now (pandemic, etc.), but people will always need to eat, and they seem to be really happy to buy the food we cook.  So apart from sore feet, all is well on that front.  And after my carpal tunnel surgeries last year, my hands have been excellent.

I’m also doing a fair amount of crocheting, a bit of knitting, some quilting, and related other fabric and yarn things which I’ll probably be showing you in posts to come.

We still have Scratchy and Otis, and The Lizard that Will Not Die, and whatever assorted fish are currently living in the tank in the basement.

The lizard – our Cuban Anole that ate our other Green Anole when Alex was only five – is now (here’s my math skills at work) at least 13, depending on how old it was when we got it at the pet store.  They’re supposed to only live around ten years.  Several months ago Bill thought she (the lizard, who we thought was a boy until she laid an egg) was dying because she was either brown or a different shade of green than usual, but she was only feeling sluggish or something because she rallied round and returned to her normal color.

I guess that’s about it for now.  I’m still tinkering with archives and categories, and there are elements of the old blog I still need to recreate here, so please bear with me while I get unpacked here.

Take care.  Talk to you soon.



2 thoughts on “Moving In

  1. Jayne, desparate for my Mom’s Caldo Verde Soup. All my recipes are in storage and can’t seem to access yours anymore…silly really. Could you send to my email?
    Linda P

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