Still at "home". (This is already feeling less like home than the boat. Have I transferred already?) We are holed up here rather than there waiting out this latest "Global Warming" 10 Year Record Snow event. If I am going to be confined to a cave due to the weather, at least this is a bigger cave. We thought about buying some firewood to burn for the next few days, (heretofore we would have cut a tree down in the summer so we would have firewood in the winter for our infrequent fires) but don't really want to spend the money. We spent an inordinate amount of time looking for a replacement electric blanket at just the right store with no success.
I am NOT complaining. I could have been "working". Instead I spent some time on the phone ordering (probably) the wrong parts for the boat engine, and (probably) the correct replacement hose for the house vacuum cleaner. (Note how I am split between two worlds?)
Wherever you go, there you are. My friend Steve is fond of reminding me that when we make plans, God laughs.
We'll get back to the boat project in the fullness of time. Until then, we will support and enjoy family as is appropriate to the occasion.
On another note, Carol bought the replacement spatula. More to follow...