I spent much of the day yesterday getting the new digital edition of the Gypsy Journal uploaded to the internet and the link sent out to our digital subscribers. Somebody said that with all the time I’ve been at the keyboard the last week, I must be working my fingers down to nubs. They were already stubby little things before I started out, so how would I know?
Terry spent most of the day finishing her paperwork, just in time for the renewal notices I e-mailed to digital subscribers to hit and renewals start coming in by PayPal. When she got caught up with them she went to work on her loom. The pattern she’s working on right now is rather complicated and I’ve learned from experience that if I talk to her while she’s weaving it’s easy for her to lose her place and make a mistake. I wouldn’t want that to happen, so I stretched out on the couch and took a nap. I’m a considerate husband if nothing else.
About 5 p.m. we met Greg and Jan for dinner and had a nice visit. They are staying in a motel for a few days because their American Eagle is in the shop over the weekend. The first thing Jan said to us when we sat down was, “I really miss our motorhome!” We understand that completely; we loved visiting my cousin Berni and her husband Rocky in Michigan last weekend, and they couldn’t have been more hospitable, but we sure were happy to get back to our Winnebago, where everything we need is close at hand.
Besides, after living in an RV for 15 years now, I don’t remember how to flush a regular toilet. I keep looking for the foot pedal!
Apparently Yahoo, where the original Gypsy Journal website is hosted, changed something a while back and I have not been able to upload any files to it or change anything since right after the first of the year. I was fighting with it during the evening and got so frustrated that I called Greg and he came over to see if he could figure out what was wrong. He grumbled a bit about some friends not being worth the trouble, but after a few false starts he managed to wade through the mess Yahoo and I had created and get things straightened out. Miss Terry sent him away with a couple of big slices of the strawberry-rhubarb pie she made the other day and a dozen hot chocolate chip cookies fresh out of the oven. He mumbled something about me still being a pain in the posterior, but Terry making it all worthwhile. Almost. Thanks Greg, I appreciate you.
Several people have asked how we like our Night Therapy Elite Memory Foam Mattress now that we’ve been sleeping on it for a couple of months. Terry and I both love it and cannot believe that a mattress that is so inexpensive can be so comfortable. We spent over four times as much on a Sleep Number bed and hated it.
Today is your last chance to enter this week’s Free Drawing for an audiobook of Dog’s Run, my mystery set in a small town in the Midwest in 1951. With 75 reviews and a five star rating on Amazon, people tell me that this is my best book yet, and I tend to agree. All you have to do is click on the Free Drawing link and enter your name in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn this evening.
If you’re looking for a good read this weekend, my pal Billy Kring has lowered the price on QUICK, the first book in his excellent Hunter Kincaid series, to 99¢ on Amazon for Kindle e-book readers. Another friend of mine, Holli Spaulding, is a young author making a name for herself with her first romance novel, Alive. You can find it in the Amazon Kindle bookstore or on Barnes & Noble for Nook e-book readers.
Thought For The Day – A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.
Check Out Nick’s E-Books In Our E-Book Store
Don’t feel bad about having problems with Yahoo’s new E-Mail system.
1000’sof us are complaining our heads off to them about what they did to us, and many more have gone else wheres. I wish I had a Greg to call like you do, and I also don’t have a Ms Daisy to bake me pies & cookies.
So count your lucky stars that you are soooo Blessed.