Breaking Radio Silence... but Why?
In the mean time, I've been slowly organizing. A closet purge here, a deep freeze inventory there. Scintillating stuff, right? You begin to see why I'm not blogging so much anymore... My mom taught me to can, and I made a successful batch of strawberry jam this week (of course, the true test will be when I open it up...). I zipped up to Portland last weekend to celebrate a dear friend's birthday, and got to catch up with a left-coast defector of whom I am fond while I was there. I've been reading, and catching up on old TV that was moldering on our DVR. I cleaned up our desperate front "landscape." It doesn't look quite so derelict, though I'm still tempted to get us on one of those DIY shows...
We are planning a trip to Hampton in the near future, so there should be pictures galore when we get back from NH.
Progress on the house has slowed a bit, because happily, Mark's been busier at work. The stairs are nearly done (mmm, pretty hardwood), and from there the upstairs hallway flooring. At that time, we will have 100% actual flooring in the house, after three years of plywood sections! Pictures then, I promise. Give me some window/door trim, and baseboards, and we're livable!
So, that's why the silence. It's not you, readers, it's me.