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1. Still no internet at home. The tower was repaired last Monday, so the problem is with our site, and it requires a company tech to come out to fix whatever it is. (We suspect the ancient modem.) They refuse to send anyone out for - "optimistically" - two weeks. Can you believe this crap? Deb was on the phone for a long, long time trying to get around the bureaucracy but with no success. We're hunting around for a modem on our own - also with little success. Deb has a friend who does freelance tech stuff (he'd helped us out once before), but she can't reach him. I'm hoping he was on vacation and will be returning tonight. Because this is ridiculous.
2. It's been beyond frustrating trying to keep up with things with no internet, especially out in the boonies. We had a tornado warning in our area last Wednesday. Normally we'd be tracking the radar online, but instead we had to rely on the national weather channel, which was pathetic. There is no local no TV, no daily paper. The "local" radio got their information from the same place we did: the national weather service. Even they (the nws) have admitted that they're not very good, and they're working with very outdated equipment. So we packed up our necessaries and kept a lookout for funnel clouds in the distance. Until it got dark, and then we just took it on faith and called it a night. We found out that a tornado touched down about 10 miles from us, but thankfully everything really nasty passed us by.
3. Dar's daughter, the Divine Miss M, is starting university in a few weeks at the University of Guelph. That's about an hour away. Because she's somewhat older than the traditional students (she's 20), and because she has various health issues, she wasn't going to be staying in a dorm. Dar knocked herself out trying to track down housing for her, and she finally found the perfect spot: a private home right next to the campus - like right NEXT TO the campus. The woman also had a gluten allergy, as did the other young woman who was going to share the rental basement apartment with M. The owner and Dar hit it off big time, everything was set, the woman wanted some recipes for M's favorite food, she was so excited to have M move in there . . . two hours later she abruptly backed out of everything. So all this week we've been traveling around Guelph trying to find an apartment for M. And Dar found one. This morning. It's great; M loves it; it's right on the bus route and across the street from her bank and a big, beautiful Zehrs that carries gluten-free food. We move her in next week.
4. I'm almost off prednisone, and it's a mixed blessing. Less drugs, more pain. Manageable but still . . . Also, that what-I-thought-was melanoma turned out to be a strangled blood vessel. Ewww. Looks like an alien bug bite, but I'll take it over the alternative.
OK, gotta run. Have groceries moldering in the trunk while we ducked into McDonald's to grab some online time. I hope everyone is well and rides out Irene safely!
2. It's been beyond frustrating trying to keep up with things with no internet, especially out in the boonies. We had a tornado warning in our area last Wednesday. Normally we'd be tracking the radar online, but instead we had to rely on the national weather channel, which was pathetic. There is no local no TV, no daily paper. The "local" radio got their information from the same place we did: the national weather service. Even they (the nws) have admitted that they're not very good, and they're working with very outdated equipment. So we packed up our necessaries and kept a lookout for funnel clouds in the distance. Until it got dark, and then we just took it on faith and called it a night. We found out that a tornado touched down about 10 miles from us, but thankfully everything really nasty passed us by.
3. Dar's daughter, the Divine Miss M, is starting university in a few weeks at the University of Guelph. That's about an hour away. Because she's somewhat older than the traditional students (she's 20), and because she has various health issues, she wasn't going to be staying in a dorm. Dar knocked herself out trying to track down housing for her, and she finally found the perfect spot: a private home right next to the campus - like right NEXT TO the campus. The woman also had a gluten allergy, as did the other young woman who was going to share the rental basement apartment with M. The owner and Dar hit it off big time, everything was set, the woman wanted some recipes for M's favorite food, she was so excited to have M move in there . . . two hours later she abruptly backed out of everything. So all this week we've been traveling around Guelph trying to find an apartment for M. And Dar found one. This morning. It's great; M loves it; it's right on the bus route and across the street from her bank and a big, beautiful Zehrs that carries gluten-free food. We move her in next week.
4. I'm almost off prednisone, and it's a mixed blessing. Less drugs, more pain. Manageable but still . . . Also, that what-I-thought-was melanoma turned out to be a strangled blood vessel. Ewww. Looks like an alien bug bite, but I'll take it over the alternative.
OK, gotta run. Have groceries moldering in the trunk while we ducked into McDonald's to grab some online time. I hope everyone is well and rides out Irene safely!
