Welcome to The Moose Pond! The Welcomings posts give the Moose, old and new, a place to visit and share words about the weather, life, the world at large and the small parts of Moosylvania that we each inhabit.
Welcomings will be posted at the start of each week (usually Saturday night with a Sunday date). To find the posts, just bookmark this link and Voila! (which is Moose for “I found everyone!!”).
The format is simple: each day, the first moose to arrive on-line will post a comment welcoming the new day and complaining (or bragging!) about their weather. Or mentioning an interesting or thought provoking news item. Or simply checking in.
So … what’s going on in your part of Moosylvania?
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Super duper cold here, with worse coming. It didn’t freeze last night, but I’m glad I brought my plants in. My neighbor is going to help me put up curtains in the “enclosed” porch. (It’s enclosed only in the loosest sense. They left the siding on the walls, and the “wall” the added…. Anyway, they did the barest minimum and it’s letting in cold air.) I got blackout curtains, hope they keep some of the cold out. Got beans & greens to cook for next week, and will make pasta salad. So glad I’m off work till Thursday.
I forgot to mention — I’m hosting the Saturday music post at the orange place this evening. Chocolate and other treats. Please come by! 6pm central.
Good Saturday morning, Meese. It’s cloudy and 46 F. in Ashburn. Although the forecast did not call for rain, the edges of the screened porch concrete are wet, so unless I’m imagining things, there has been rain. Sister Dee, we’re going to get your snow-turning-to-rain on Tuesday. Meanwhile, it’s VERY windy, ugh.
Feeling well enough to drink coffee and eat breakfast this morning. I lasted 13 days without eating chocolate. Last night I succumbed and ate three Godiva chocolates. One of my writers gave me a small box of them for Christmas.
More first-world problems: I fell over one of our nice little dining-room chairs and broke it. Dearly says, owing to the nature of the break, even the Woodworking Group here wouldn’t be able to fix it. I therefore ordered a couple of chairs that looked as much like the old one as possible, but, hail. Some of the instructions are missing, two of the legs for the second chair are missing, and if Dearly weren’t a freakin’ construction genius, he wouldn’t even have been able to figure out how to put one chair together. He did put one together and it’s lopsided. I don’t see how I’ll get my money back. Sigh. First-world problem, I know.
Little Ethan may be over here for a few hours tomorrow afternoon. There’s hardly room for the kid, our apartment is so full of broken chairs. By the way, Miss Petunia and Minty are still alive in a sheltered corner of the porch, to my utter amazement.
Dear Goddess, how I miss my departed friend! We emailed each other nearly every day. I always knew what was going on in her life, as she did with mine. When one’s best friends die, they leave a huge hole in our lives.
Now that I’ve cheered y’all up, it’s time to wish a good day to all at the Pond.
{{{Diana}}} I definitely understand about missing departed friends. Healing Energy. moar {{{HUGS}}}
It’s 13 and sunny so it might make it to 28 today as predicted. It didn’t yesterday. Once the snow stopped & the sky lightened up a bit (& the very brisk wind blew the snow off the solar panels) we generated 3.2 KWHs. The m-t-d is 56.36 – not on track & lost ground. We’ll see if we can gain a bit of it back today.
It’s cold. I’m cold. My hands and feet are definitely not happy. Especially my hands. Oh well. Far as I know everybody’s doing OK. Cold but OK. Or at least no worse than they were yesterday. Off to do my boosting chores. Holding the Good Thoughts for everybody. {{{Meeses}}}
Bfitz, so sorry your hands are cold. Can you not carry a baked potato in your mittened hands to keep your hands warm? That’s what Meg and Jo did in Little Women, as they walked to work in the morning.
You could use the potatoes in a salad when they’re cold.
{{{Diana}}} There’s no way I could use THAT many baked potatoes that I’d need to keep my hands warm. LOL. moar {{{HUGS}}}
Good morning, 13 chilly degrees but the wind has stopped so the house is warm and pipes are not frozen so we are comfortable. Just another day of desk and housework here. And Diana, yesterday got busier than planned so I did not experience introspection while ironing :) I channel my inner grand mother when doing so….nice to be back in her kitchen, heating the irons on the wood stove and watching her hands gauge the temps as they came off so to avoid the dreaded scorch marks. She always ironed pillowcases and the tops of the sheets so the beds would look tidy and inviting. So I do the same because she taught me well! Best wishes to all.
Ah, the delight of ironed sheets and pillowcases! Not to mention the household linen “laid away in lavender.” Bliss!