I don't mind the longer posts as long as there's a paragraph once in a while to give my eyes a break. I'd still prefer a cut, though.

The rain stopped - and the sun came out very briefly-The light was intense. I grab the camera just to see what i could get - pictures posted later

Oh, Nora. I'm so very sorry.

I'm sorry to be a downer about all this.

I feel a little bad, because my parents are still in town tonight and I kind of declined going out to dinner with them because I just sort of don't want to leave the house. We're getting Chinese takeout and I'm in my sweats and we're watching TiVo.

Things are going to get back on track though. I'm glad that the weather this week won't be horribly cold again.

I am looking forward to having other stuff to talk about!

Thanks for your good thoughts and wishes, all.

Nora- please don't feel bad. Grief is a very personal process and you shouldn't have to justify your choices right now. If you don't feel like going out that's OK.

What laga Said.

Indeed.

Coffee:

There's finally a non-StarBucks coffee shop within a reasonable drive of home. It's a chain, I think, but not a huge one. Called Buon Giorno, I think (sp?). The wonderful thing is that there is WiFi here, and it's FREE! Not only that, but there are plenty of power outlets out on the patio for my laptop, too. It's a little cold, but there are the nifty gas "people broiler" heaters out here.

ION, I need to find a new place to live. This sucks, for I've only been in my current apartment for a year. I've moved at least once a year since 1997. That's a decade of moving. I'm sooooo not into moving right now.

ok after hours of playing with flickr. I actually did what I wanted to learn. Posting to my blog with flickr.

Hours is exaggerating. I swear , even though I think of myself as technical learning how to get around new software makes my head hurt.

oh - link to my blog and the drama that is light

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I used to go to a Buon Giorno in Metairie that had great Zeppole and a low-carb mocha that was excellent. It was one of those sort of chains - there were multiple locations with the same name but they were independently owned, or something.

I recently sat down and figured out that I have, in fact, had 18 different addresses in the last 18 years. Only 16 different jobs, though.

Cool picture, beth.

Sonus would you consider living in a shack in Redondo if our roommate moves out? You've been to our house, right? It's truly a hole but the rent is cheap.