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2022 Frozen Tundra Farm Report
sKePTiKal:
Oh good Hops! I'm glad you found someone to help. If I let that stack of paperwork accumulate I swear it grows into mammoth proportions, the longer I procrastinate. It breathes down my neck and won't let me sleep - or do anything else until I begin dealing with it.
Skateboarding bulldogs? :eyes wide open: Oh my. The things this pandemic has driven us to.
Any news on the dating front? Eye candy at least?
Lighter, are the girls continuing to recover solidly so you can go to the island and not worry? Sounds positively therapeutic: sun, sand & surf... but until B gets moved & fixed up, we can't think about running away for some play time. He still wants to teach me diving - and now that he's experienced my claustrophobia first-hand, knows it has to be in super clear water. But he hasn't been out west for years either... and I kinda have some rattling around thoughts about Wyoming and Montana.
But, I've been more & more in a simple joyful feeling space lately... that even mopping the mud off my floors sounds fun. I am truly a weirdo. Whatever y'all get up to doing this weekend - HAVE FUN!!!
Hopalong:
LOVE hearing you joyful, Amber! :)
Not dating; haven't since pandemic began. No point fighting through those obstacles. And I needed a fallow season. Might or might not start again in spring. I'm thinking, maybe not. Maybe just go take classes that appeal, do exercise, join Sr. Ctr, see whomever I happen to meet with an open mind. Will return to findageezer.com eventually if nothing else pans out. But less with goal in mind, more just...why not.
You are NOT a weirdo. You're actually sounding a whole lot more like realest Amber.
How good to read.
hugs
Hops
lighter:
The girls continue to feel better, Amber. Thanks for asking.
The island trip is still on. My brother is SO happy about the pizza oven and ice cream maker he's bringing. I'm excited he's creating new family rituals and yummy food from our childhoods. Oh.... homeade chocolate sauce, or what we call "dope." I hope we can find Grandma's recipe.
You're welcome to explore the cottage and crystal clear waters if you decide to go diving; ) Lord knows you and Buck would tackle a little project and I would appreciate the help.
Lighter
sKePTiKal:
Some good news!
So, B is cleared of infection allowing surgery to proceed. Surgeon did a pretty thorough exam to plan out location of devices. It can take up to a month for the approval/scheduling process to finally complete. Then at least a month for B to heal up enough to resume his aggressive work routines. It's taken a year to get to this point - but we're finally here!
I was silly giddy happy yesterday... and it feels like a huge load has lifted - for both of us.
OH... and I have a new kitty, courtesy of B. Black Jack is a few months younger than Stinker. Deep black, glossy, with big green eyes. One small white spot on his chest. And he's a singer. He is one of the friendlier ferals B has been feeding at his place.
I'm starting garden work the next few days.
Hopalong:
Really, really happy to hear about B, Amber!
It does seem like the hope at the end of a torturous pilgrimage
for the poor man. Just the idea of him being out of pain is dazzling.
I watched an astonishing NOVA on my PBS Passport stream last night,
about the advances in bionic limbs (based on new types of amputation
surgery that create a biological joint and preserve options in nerves that
the brain can simply pick up on to recreate proprioception, amazingly).
Bet he'd like it. Bet you both will be rolling in spring sensations soon!
And btw, BJack sounds awesome. And gorgeous.
hugs
Hops
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