Things Fall Apart
Wouldn't you know: some things fall together, while others fall apart. The site is fubared temporarily. We're working on it. The books are being delivered in the next hour! Email me til I get comments working again. Sorry about the untidy house at FFF but we've lived through this before. Hang tight, y'all.
UPDATE: sidebar is back. Last three days posts are not. I'll repost, but the dates will be screwy. Just look the other way as we sweep some blogging dustbunnies under the rug.
Oh! Gotta run--the New Room construction crew is showing up and I have to get their vehicles out of the driveway. And Ann says we are NOT going to store books in her new room so guess where she has chosen instead: the Very Back Room--UPSTAIRS. Let's see: 800 pounds of books x 12 feet of lift x 48 trips up and down makes for one nice little workout for two sets of vintage knees--the equivalent of a few hours on the Stairmaster--the Lactic Acid Express, delayed muscle soreness here we come!