Offline for the Rest of the Week

Finally, finally, FINALLY we were contacted by an installer so we could make arrangements to have our Hughes satellite Internet system reinstalled and checked for problems. The bad news, he can't come until next Monday. At which point it will be a full month since we've had 24 hour a day Internet access. Can you say "severe withdrawal pangs"? Sigh.

I'm in Kettering at my mother's house to assist her with her garage sale while Denny is down at his father's house where we are starting to prepare for painting the interior of the house. Denny, his sister Connie and I all believe that the interior has not been painted in the 37 years his dad and step-mother lived there, other than the one time Denny repainted the living room and kitchen area. So we have to wash all the walls and ceilings first, plus patch all the holes and cracks that have developed. It's going to be a long summer. I have volunteered to hold a moving sale for Denny's step-mother who will be moving to Tennessee next month--I'm such a masochist. We'll have plenty to keep us busy, so we'll need to remember to take some "us" time because as I said to Denny a couple of weeks ago, it's been a long time since we've had fun. I think we're due, even if it's a goofy movie at the afternoon matinee. Mindless slapstick is probably just what we need right now, as a matter of fact.

So the next few days up here will be busy and then I'll be heading back down to Cinci to rejoin the other half of the currently stationary RV Vagabonds. We'll play catch up then, okay?

In the meantime, here's our new location; parked in the back yard of Denny's dad's house with a couple of acres of his woods behind us.

Patches now has her own exterior feeding dish (KIDDING!!!!!!) She loves to watch the birds from our bedroom window and of course she is never staked out this close to the feeder normally.


I miss my little flower bed around the tree at our campsite already, but my mother-in-law does have a couple of pretty hibiscus plants nearby.


Denny's dad always told us that tomatoes ripen best at the full moon and we're due for one on the 18th. As you can see, we are going to have a couple nearly ready to pick and there's a plethora of tomatoes on all nineteen of our plants. There's no such thing as too many tomatoes, right?