“The old lady” is being precautious. She hasn’t left home since the end of February. (Correction: She hasn’t left the RV Park since the end of February.) It’s a good thing she knows how to entertain herself with a computer? It’s a good thing she knows how to climb trees?
“This old lady” wants to curl up in a fetal position and suck her thumb.
This has been such a frustrating day!! Remember when I wrote about my website suddenly disappearing from the Internet? Today, a genealogy cousin worked with me for several hours in an effort to upgrade and improve researcher access to Frantz Families–Kith & Kin. Although I labeled this blog “confession,” I do not feel the problems were solely “the old lady.” I “confess” to being uneducated when it comes to technical computer and Internet stuff. Maybe the vendors selling websites should make their product more “user friendly”?!
P.S. When published yesterday, I failed to mention that “genealogy cousin” and I accomplished the improvement via email messages. “Social distancing,” ha-ha.
Lots of lightning and thunder!! There were “sheets” of rain falling but the pictures do not capture the scene. ~~ The bedroom window was wide open–and that portion of my trailer home isn’t under the roof “cover.” Items under the window got soaking wet!! ~~ It’s too early to be “up” but I’m wide awake!!
Click this link and it will take you to my T@B Teardrop Trailer Travels where I make mention of my visit to the Corning Museum of Glass, in 2010. It is impressive (the museum). Recently (perhaps on PBS) I saw a very thorough tour of the museum.
A reminder: This blog is my journal (and I gladly share it with the whole wide world). A few of my friends in Livingston will comprehend the enormity of the following statement. For the first time in five years, I have fingernails. No, I didn’t “chew” or “bite”; I “picked.” I was always experiencing stress because my “landlords” found fault with me. “Picking” was involuntary. Since I’ve been in my new home—with a wonderful owner/manager of this RV Park—my fingernails have grown. Yesterday, the owner/manager (unsolicited) brought me fresh food and said: “I love your bottles.”