On Our Own...

As I think I said before, the Colonel is in Delaware this week, attending to rather important railroad business, and apparently going to (ladies) strip bars with "the guys". That leaves me and the Greek, as well as the livestock, to keep the homefires burning. All has gone well so far (knocking on wood) except for the rather remarkable windstorm we had yesterday. The offices of Today's World Magazine were literally moving, and the elevators at One Today's World Plaza were scraping against the elevator staff. I was never so happy to get off THAT ride.

Back at the house, We managed to get things somewhat cleaned up from the first round of Fun With Carpentry. They will be back for round two someday, and in the meantime we wanted to eat things that didn't have plaster dust imbedded in them. The good news is that the new lighting in the kitchen is in place, which is a relief for all of us. We are now only waiting for the hall lights, the nook lighting, the cabinet doors, and the fabulous thing I am itching to tell you about but won't, because if there's one thing I can do it is keep a secret.