Friday, October 21, 2016

from one chair to the next

I sometimes think that I should just admit defeat and announce that my blogging days are over. It's getting downright embarrassing, the amount that I don't blog. The gaps between my posts have surpassed mere negligence and are approaching criminality. But then I get a bit of breathing room between writing jobs and suddenly I find I do have a few words left in me after all.  

As is the case now.

These are just some of the things that I have not blogged about during the time span between afternoons spent in deck chairs at the lake and frosty mornings awaiting newspaper delivery in the city (almost two months, for those keeping track):

Back to the lake - the final trip to close down the cottage in September was so glorious and the weather so fine, that we broke with tradition and stayed on an extra day. If anything, we generally head back home a day early.

Master angling - during the waning days of cottage season, the Spousal Unit landed his first official Master Angler brown trout at our lake. On a fly that he tied. Much strutting ensued.

Dinners with family and friends - breaking bread, pies, and curries at our house, their houses, our cottage and as the token elders at an extended family Thanksgiving dinner.

Books read and never discussed - including a Canadian novel that I still intend to review for the Canadian Book Challenge (so stay tuned). Also Mary Roach's latest book and a horror story, written by Stephen King's kid, that I picked up from a Little Free Library near my house. (spoiler: he writes an awful lot like his dad)

Bloggy meetup - the first new bloggy meetup in a very long time. And it was a gooder. During the first snowfall of the year (of course), I met Halifax's finest, the Gifted Typist, during her brief touch-down in my town. We have known each other via the blogosphere - which morphed into the facebookosphere - for ten years. We lunched for three solid hours and still had to leave an entire encyclopedia  of unexplored topics on the table.  

PechaKucha - used to attend these evenings all the time, but have lapsed the past couple of years. The theme was TOPPLE and it was held in a dance studio, suitably.

Power couple shingles vaccination - to celebrate our recent 28th wedding anniversary. Who ever said we are not romantic? This is a bad one, warned the pharmacist. Three days later it still hurts like hell. But that won't stop us from having our Power Couple Flu Vaccination hot date in a week or so.

Consider yourself all caught up. What have you been up to?


Joe said...

The struggle is real

Moxie said...

Yay for returning to the blog! (Which reminds me I have to go post on mine for today...)

I'm looking at your sidebar and thinking it would be cool to set up playlist exchanges of hometown bands people need to know. Kind of like the Green Monkey Music Project that Splotchy did, but without the potential for getting cease and desist letters from record labels.

Eugene K said...

I hope you don't stop blogging.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

It is, Joe. The Gifted Typist and I both agreed that we still miss your Sprawling Ramshackle Compound.

Yes, Moxie! The Green Monkey Music Project! That was so much fun; I will still occasionally find myself grooving to something, wondering where did I get this song from anyway, and it often turns out to be from that great little social experiment. And none of us are in jail.

I am so glad that you are keeping up with blogging, Eugene. We can't let the (well) written word die.

Conky said...

Same boat's become a did this happen? Ha.

John Mutford said...

I won't lie, I do miss your more frequent posts, but no point of pressing on if it's a chore. That said, even the sporadic posts like this one are appreciated!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Remember when we used to blog ALL THE TIME, Jen? Before we got all Facebook-lazy? But I am glad you are still blogging, if less frequently.

I admire how you still not only read, but also review, books, with your crazy busy life, John. And I swear I will review that novel one day very soon...

Erik Donald France said...

Hola Barbara, thanks for the catch-up, and nice design on the chairs, by the way, with shadowlines. Cheers to all, and a salute, indeed, to Sprawling Ramshackle Compound, too!

I've been slogging away with two blogs, but the second one is more an archival repository for research. The first one has dropped from one per day to about two posts per week. Keepin' it reel to reel with bases yet to steal.

Keep on carrying on! Facebook is so ephemeral and it's hard to see anything but the newest scrolls and screeds.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

How true, Erik. I always feel, when reading a blog, that I am holding in my (virtual) hands a well-considered artfully worded tome. When reading facebook posts, on the other hand, I often feel bombarded by ill-considered brain farts by people who feel they must share every thought that ever popped into their heads.

Allison said...

I've been thinking the same thing lately. Still have more left to say.

I've missed this space. I think I'm going to start blogging again....I posted something for the first time in three years.

Sorry I've been so bad with keeping up to date with yours as well.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I am very happy to realize that the blogosphere still has some life in it. Welcome back, Al! I shall head over for a read.

Erik Donald France said...

Happy New Year 2017, Barbara ~ salud ~ may sanity help us ~ !

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Happy New Year to you, Erik! Thank you for continuing to blog amidst the laziness and insanity.