But I hadn't. I assured them both that the next post was coming and it was going to be very entertaining. Let's hope I succeed!
My process for blogging goes something like this:
Something happens that is interesting and I decide I should blog about it. Then I spend some time pushing words around in my head. I think about what I want to say, how I want to say it and I ponder the clever and entertaining aspects because heaven forbid I should be boring! When I'm done pushing the words around, I dig out my laptop (because it's really the only time it comes out of the cupboard anymore) and I plug it in (because the battery is completely fried and it wont work without it) and I start it up. Then I must go through a gazillion updates, error messages and spontaneous reboots. THEN I fight our lousy internet (ever hear of ClearWire?) and eventually I put all those words down in what I hope is the right order and push the publish button. Where upon I immediately think of more clever ways I could have said something.
It's exhausting really.
Totally by accident I have stumbled upon this new and better way to blog:
Something happens that is interesting and I decide I should blog about it. Then I spend some time pushing words around in my head. I think about what I want to say, how I want to say it and I ponder the clever and entertaining aspects because heaven forbid I should be boring! Then I just forget to do the rest. I think I I've blogged, I feel like I've blogged and I don't have the frustrations of the computer and I never worry that I have made a typo or wasn't as clever as I could have been.
Apparently this new system doesn't work for everyone.
The cliff notes version of the posts that I have penned in my head in the last few months include:
Alpaca Maintenance:
Toenail trimming turns tragic! Cadbury kicks, drives trimmers through Peters hand.
Alpaca Shearer wanted:
Looking for someone to help us shear our girls. Called Camelot farms. No response. Called Shearers are Us. No response. Called MoonShadow Farms - referred us to Camelot farms (gah!) and SumFunShearing. No response from either. again. Contacted The Camel people. No response. Contacted a girl in Olympia. No response.
New Handler Syndrome
Chupa has it. I am sad.
Applied for a new job!
No response.
Drowning in Zucchini
Zucchini bread. Zucchini stew. Zucchini boats. Zucchini chips. Zucchini salad. Zucchini Zucchini Zucchini.
Goats are NOT us
Seeking loving family for two high-maintenance goats. Must promise not to eat them. If you don't PROMISE you can't have them but you can have some zucchini.
Sparky has a personal chef
My beloved pup is unwell. It is hard for her to eat so I am her personal chef. She get's cheese omelets. Chicken, hot dogs, fried dog food (not a hit), cat food, ice cream, cheese, zucchini..
Going to College
Taking an online food preservation course. Learning how to can and freeze and dehydrate. Not only do I get college credit but it will certainly come in handy for the zucchini.
Chicken update
We now have a thriving population of 12 chickens ~ 10 hens and 2 roosters. Loving them!
B&B
Pondering opening a bed and breakfast. We only have one room but I've found a great zucchini fritatta I could feed guests for breakfast.
Sightseeing in Seattle
How many activities can YOU cram into a day in Seattle?
Master Jack, Ruler of the Universe
My grandson.
Imaginary Blogging
This one. Except this post actually made it to the blog.
If I had actually managed to get these typed up it would have been a lot of blogging. It sure felt like a lot of blogging. I shall endeavor to try harder to do ALL the steps in successfully publishing posts. Wish me luck!
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