fiddling fun

I don’t mean to drag this on, but here’s a reminder you could win a book (autographed, even):

Just comment or email me tonight, and you’ll be in a drawing. I decided, since my first commenter last post guessed who tomorrow’s guest blogger will be, that I’ll pick a random winner. There are two with chances right now–pretty good odds–but anyone else feel free.

I’m fiddling around, even though my instrument is the flute. Fun futzing is what I’m up to. We got a Mac yesterday. Not that I stayed up till midnight playing with it or anything…

Yesterday was a day of fullness. Daughter came over, computer arrived, daughter filed her taxes using new computer, friends came in the evening, son’s friend moved into daughter’s old room (living here for a month or so to get ready for his next step in life). In the midst of everything, I tried to catch up on laundry and the few other things my son hadn’t done for me while I was sick. Then there was the bathtub drain, which, well, wasn’t.

It’s fun to hear men taking on a project like a stuck drain. Wanting to muscle out the clog with hangars, tools, plungers. My back felt very rested while I listened to them from the other room. I kind of knew how it would turn out, when one said, “Now it’s filling up more.” After a while the other said, “The clog must have moved farther down the pipe.” I expected then to be part of the project, since I knew where the Liquid Plumber was.

Anyway, clogs and old computers are pretty much cleared away around here now. Not much left to do except wait for tomorrow’s interesting words in the blogosphere and go to church to play my fiddle, er, flute.

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