The End

How can it be a wonderful world
when almost every pic on my blog disappears?

HOW?

Still --

there is something about this.

Something about how

even when you fall in a puddle of cow manure

it is STILL a wonderful world.

Five years worth of meticulously culled and edited photos GONE.

 It is google's fault.
Remember I told you that.

Maybe it is time for the wild boar to find a new den.
Or maybe it is time to leave the woods altogether.
Sigh.
I just want my blog back.

Things I Don't Understand

I don't understand why I like the idea of jello so much.

Look! English jello!
It is a brick of concentrated jelly-like stuff.
This little brick makes 4 servings.
 It is about the same size as our boxes of powder.
You make it the same way, with some hot water, then add some ice cubes or cold water, and cold-i-fy it to make it gel.
(Cold-i-fy is the aphasic's word for refrigerate, which didn't come into my head right away, but I left it in so you could get a glimpse of what it is like to have a brain with cloggy synapses.)