Sunday, July 18, 2010

Weird how a move will mess up everything, including your ability to keep up your blog.

We have just now gotten to the infamous "garage boxes" which we've been opening on the front porch with dust masks.

Honestly, I thought the Bear was gonna die this year. His asthma got so bad and so life limiting, I really wasn't sure he'd make it.

But he's here and we're moving him out of the musty basement to a room that holds all the garage boxes and is painted a lovely shade of hot pink sponged over pale yellow. The room is slowly emptying. I'm hoping we can have him there by this weekend, when Piglet comes home.

Piglet has spent the past couple weeks at Grandma and Grandpa's house in New Hampshire. She got to spend the weekend with my brother, his wife, and her two cousins. She went to the Atlantic Ocean for the second time in her life. I always think it's funny to go to the beach in NH because there's only about 15 miles of coastline.

Virginia is freaking HOT. I hate heat, but I've decided I hate humidity more. I can tolerate it, but I prefer my air conditioning lots lots more. The one thing I've loved is the milder seasons, so I'll have my garden a while I hope into fall. It won't be gone the first of September, as it was in the Nevada high desert.

Thank God, the rental has a pool and that fat floats. :)