Okay on the Ridiculous, but Where is the Sublime?

As many of you know, we endured an ice storm last Thursday night. My power is STILL not back. AAAAAAAAARGH. It looks like I will be leaving on my trip tomorrow from an empty shell of a house. Any house where you can't flush is an empty shell in my opinion.

Anyway, dear reader I have been camped out in the sumptuous

digs of my dear friend Chris, to whom I am everlastingly thankful. Not only that, but we have had a few laughs as well.

Every now and then I learn how special I am. I learned it this time when the rest of my street got hooked up to power on Saturday but lucky MOI did not. That's because my very special power line got zapped and disattached from my house. It hung like a weeping willow for two days until my very nice electrician fixed it today. Since National Grid already went up and down my street repairing and bestowing cheer and electricity, they don't plan to come back until oh, maybe Thursday.

Well, here's where I will be on Thursday.

National Grid this.

A bientot, dear reader,

Watch for exciting photos to come!!!!

love,

becky