It’s Friday, the day after T-day. We made an early pilgrimage to Corvallis to spend the night with Bruce and Jane and meet the new member of their household. As it turns out, this new member immediately made us feel at home:
How can you resist an 8-month old Corgi who not only loves having his photo taken (and looks good in it) but also lies down on your feet, just to keep them warm. Bento stole our hearts immediately, as he did his people’s:
As we understand it, Julia (the other family member) is coming home at Christmas, although she swore she would never again fly during the holidays after last year’s debacle. I think some photos of Bento must have flown to NYC, and she can’t resist.
Another, less cuddly, event occurred with the U-woods — we entered the 21st century. Friday AM, the Sunlight (??) delivery guys came by with our humongous new appliance, a big screen HDTV with wireless streaming capacity. It sits right where I can see it from my computer. We’ll also be able to view it from the kitchen, if we turn it a bit, and can also aim it into the textile studio so I can perhaps stitch and watch.
For now, I’m merely boggled by the view from the computer. For years I haven’t been able to read the info below the sports that are playing unless I got a foot from our TV and squinched up my eyes. Now, I can read everything — and I lit on some channel or other with Angela Davis and Toni Morrison discussing “Freedom.” This is dangerous — good viewing, good ideas. I may even get somewhat more conversant with current culture.
But it doesn’t warm up my feet. –June