756 pages, 368 slides, and an indeterminate amount of egg

1964The egg is on my face. Shame on me for quoting the newspaper and not searching around or at least waiting for more information. I’m talking about the dead swan story that I blahgged about on Sunday. Along with about a billion other people, I was ready to crucify someone. Gunshots to the head? No. A necropsy (word of the day, I guess) performed by a DNR veterinarian concluded that they were hit by a car. I don’t have first-hand knowledge about this but I tend to believe that this is what probably happened. It is still very sad but apparently this swan family was often seen at the side of the road and these things happen and I know that if I had accidentally killed a swan family with one of my vee-hickles, I would be distraught so I hope folks will back down on this whole thing. There’s a facebook group (that I belong to) that has collected $5000 dollars toward finding the culprit. I didn’t donate any money but if I had, I would want my money to go toward some sort of conservation or wildlife rehabilitation effort. Although, truth be told, I think that wildlife rehabilitation is one of the luxuries of an overly affluent society. Maybe we won’t always be able to rescue and rehabilitate baby cygnets. I’m not suggesting we shouldn’t do those things if we can. But. But. But. Long complicated thoughts here…

So. Tomorrow begins Summer Odyssey 2009. You’ll be getting daily entries but they may be iPhone entries, i.e., light on text. A relief to some of you, I’m sure. I am working tomorrow. Some of my co-workers weren’t even sure when I was leaving, even though I wrote my initials on our team calendar for the days I’d be off, a calendar that now has “Labor Day” on it. Yikes. It’s okay though. I’m having trouble remembering what day of the week it is too. And although I am trying to make this a “lite” odyssey compared to the odysseys we took in the Good Old Days, I know there will be the usual mad scramble to get out the door and I am not sure that my Ninja vee-hickle will be comfortable for the number of people that will inhabit it during the second leg of our journey north tomorrow.

And so. Mouse and I were sitting here talking about life, death, the universe, and the precession of the generations and someone walked through the front door without knocking. That could only be a “cuzzint” and so it was. It was NPJane and we whined for a while and after we had solved all of the problems of the universe, NPJane went home and Mouse took off downtown and I trudged down into the basement to switch the laundry. NPJane is the cutest “cuzzint” I have and that photo is from our “cuzzint” Jan’s wedding. Jan is our eldest cousin and she is also the most beautiful and I have always looked up to her. NPJane is the cute little kid looking at the camera. I am the blonde (speak slowly) concentrating on whatever food is there. Cake, I think. I don’t know if you can see the Engineer’s rather electrified expression in this web-optimized photo and I have no memory of what was going on at that moment. It must have been something Kevin said.

Good night. And so begins Summer Odyssey 2009 aka my yearly vacation. If and only if I get the blasted laundry done tonight!


3 Responses to “756 pages, 368 slides, and an indeterminate amount of egg”

  1. Kathy Farnell Says:

    I hope that you have a wonderful time on your well earned vacation.

  2. Margaret Says:

    Enjoy the vacation with all that CLEAN laundry! I’m still sad about the swans,but you’re right, it does happen. It happens to ducks at our local park.

  3. Uncly Uncle Says:

    Enjoy your well deserved vacation. Soak it in while you can. Say hi to Fran.