Thank you to everybody who posted comments on Facebook and the blog or sent e-mail messages from the blog wishing us a happy anniversary. You all make us feel so loved.
In spite of yesterday being our anniversary, it was kind of a frustrating day because somehow during the transfer of the blog domain away from Go Daddy, our Gypsy Journal.net e-mail got lost. David tried to re-forward it to our Go Daddy accounts, and it was sporadic. Sometimes we would get the e-mail forwarded to Go Daddy, and sometimes we wouldn’t. My son sent me three or four test e-mails, and none of them would show up anywhere, but Terry got one he sent her, along with some other e-mails.
And then I also got a bunch of e-mails dating back to 2008 that I read a long time ago. I have no idea where those came from. After working on it for most of the day and having me check and recheck as he tweaked things, David finally reset something to where it is going to our original Gypsy Journal.net account. That’s the last thing I have with Go Daddy, and though it doesn’t really hold anything, it’s paid through 2022, so we will get e-mail sent there for a while as we figure out some other way to handle it.
Sometime in the afternoon, while I was on the phone with someone, Terry heard a crashing noise and said something fell off the top of the house. I went outside, and it was the 25-foot tall conduit mast for the over the air antenna that was here when we moved in. Fortunately, it missed the Explorer and boat as it came down. We use Spectrum for TV and internet, so there was no reason for it to be there, and I kept saying someday I was going to pull it down. The strap holding it to the side of the house apparently rusted through, and Mother Nature did the rest for me with just a little bit of a breeze.
Speaking of breeze, it’s been breezy and chilly here. I honestly don’t think that same Mother Nature I just mentioned wants me to get my boat in the water. Every time I think we’re going to have a good day, something happens. The next few days look like they’re going to be more of the same, so I’ll just sit tight and wait for better weather. Meanwhile, I’ve got plenty of writing to do, and Terry’s got several projects she’s working on to keep her busy, so it’s not like we’ll get bored. Then again, we never do.
Today is your last chance to enter our Free Drawing for an RV camping journal donated by Barbara House. Barbara makes several variations of these, and they all have pages where you can list the date, weather, where you traveled to and from that day, beginning and ending mileage, campground information including amenities at RV sites, a place for campground reviews, room to record activities, people met along the way, reminders of places to see and things to do the next time you’re in the area, and a page for notes for each day. To enter, click on this Free Drawing link or the tab at the top of this page and enter your name (first and last) 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. Note: Due to the high shipping cost of printed books and Amazon restrictions on e-books to foreign countries, only entries with U.S. addresses and e-mail addresses are allowed.
Thought For The Day – What happens to nitrogen when the sun comes up? Does it become daytrogen?
Hope this gets to you. Try autologous eye drops, formulated, under prescription, from your own blood serum. Sounds terrible, but it’s not. Worked for my wife when nothing else would. The lab makes about a sixth month supply, they arrive and are kept frozen.
Lol – Mother Nature presented an anniversary gift .
She understood its not practical for guys our age to be scrambling around on pitched roofs?
LOL on the antenna. Just goes to show, nothing beats constructive procrastination! I need to put an OTA antenna on our roof, but it’s a steep pitch and I don’t have the stuff to safely do it. And, Franklin has it right. Years ago, I worked with a guy who was around 60 when he fell off his roof… and I’m older than that, now. Sadly, I’m pretty sure that the antenna in my attic isn’t going to spontaneously make it’s way out onto the roof.