homosassa

Life in Homosassa, Florida

Friday Meanderings

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OKAY!  I’m back!

I took an entire month off from posting here.  Sorry.  Needed a break.

Hope you are back, too.

I still have some issues with the design of this blog.  I changed it up a couple months ago because it was so slow.  Pared down to the bare minimum and now need to get it back to pretty. Thought maybe if I waited long enough it would fix itself. Didn’t happen!

So where did I go and what have I been doing and how have I been?

Volunteering at the Old Homosassa Learning Center and helping out at the Festival is kicking my butt.  I swear, I could just sit at my desk all day and just respond to FB messages and questions about the festival. Then there are the websites. And there’s always something at the learning center. Besides working with the kids, we’ve got a new yoga day and trying to get a beginnng ukulele together.

Today I arrived at the learning center after working on the festival grounds with my hair all in disarray, dirt on my old tshirt and shoes, and munching on my lunch which was a small bag of Fritos and a cookie.  Ruth, the coordinator, asked “are you going to do this next year?”

of course!  This is what I do! Love it!

I’m pretty sure that if I hold still too long I’ll remember how old I am and start thinking about my joints and that twinge in my back and wonder if I should really be wearing tights with a blue dress and knee high boots.

keep moving keep doing keep learning

I didn’t post on my DIY blog this week.  I was sewing. A lot. But it was a skirt for the new festival stage.  That’s not very interesting and it ate up all of my sewing time! But it looks really cool. I went to take a picture of it on the new stage and a couple of the volunteers were sitting on the edge of the stage. With. Their. Feet. On. That. Skirt.

Deep breath.

It’s only fabric.

And they are people giving up there time to make this world a better place.

Also didn’t get any time to write on the NatureCoaster.com blog.  Sorry Diane.  I’ll be back!

Anyhow….

It’s Friday!

What’s going on?

The 43RD ANNUAL HOMOSASSA ARTS, CRAFTS, AND SEAFOOD FESTIVAL.

Where will you be this weekend?????

Stop by and say hi!  I’ll have an orange shirt on!

(And I thought I’d put a snap of my orange shirt here but it might be in the washer at this moment!)

Anyhow, here’s your dog of the Day…..

Wagster’s super power is that he can touch his nose with his tongue!

Wagster

Friday Meanderings

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Today I’m using my iPad which is using my iPhone for a hotspot. Very thankful for tech that I don’t quite understand.

Heavy sigh.

Having said that, there may be auto corrects and other weird pagination because I’m using the iPad. No photos today because I use my desktop for pics and it has no energy right now.

Kind of like me.

Okay.

I keep a mental “things to be thankful for” list.

Since last Monday, the day of the beginning of the mass evacuation to who knows where for people running from Irma, I’ve added my little Publix on Halls River Road to that list. Because I never had to actually enter the manic drivers on their exodus on US-19. And then after five days hearing that there was no water or soup on the shelves and we will all die from starvation and dehydration and storm surge–my Publix was fully stocked last Friday!

When I was gleefully pushing my cart full of produce and beer to my car last Friday, I received the first mandatory evacuation notice from the county. Kind of put a damper on my joyous mood.

That was the first of many notices and that was followed by numerous storm surge warnings. Yes. According to the sheriff’s department, the end was imminent. The sheriff himself even made a video showing what the storm surge would be like. Possible 6 ft at least 3 miles from the coast.

I turned the sound off on my phone. Couldn’t handle that emergency blaring any more. Yes, I know. I’m going to die. From something. Eventually.

Happy to say that none of that happened. Irma did rip into our little fishing village and we’ve been without power and cable since Sunday at 8:30 pm. I do not know what the wind speed was when it hit us but numerous huge trees were ripped up. Toppled over. Onto the lines. Onto houses. Onto roads. But no storm surge. Seriously, that’s the killer.

I’m not surprised that the power isn’t up yet for everyone. We are still down but many of our neighbors have AC again! Yippee! We are next. Any minute!

So last Friday I was whining about the propane delivery but might have forgotten then to mention that we needed the propane for the water heater, the stove top, and the automatic generator. The generator takes care of most of the first floor. That includes the AC in the master bedroom. Which we gave to Terry’s 92 year old mother. We have it better than most.

And Amerigas didn’t deliver on Monday but did show up on Tuesday. When Terry told the driver that we were sheltering Terry’s mom the driver made sure we got the full tank.

Thank you driver at Amerigas. Maybe I won’t change companies after all.

We are VERY fortunate. As Irma drunkenly stumbled up the coast she could have made a turn to the west. But she chose to make a more easterly path. We were spared.

But. My friends are still looking for gas. And ice. And power. And cable.

Next week. Back to normal.

Or as normal as we can be!

Have a great weekend!

Kathy