When I said in my last post that in all likelihood I [wouldn’t] be posting much for the next few days, I knew not whereof I spoke. It turned out that truer words were never spoken. Not only did I not post much, I haven’t been able to post anything at all. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
Until this morning, every time I went to my blog, the line at the top of the screen that lets me sign in was missing. Absent. Gone. Nowhere in sight. All I could do was stare at the screen and scratch my head. And although it has been only five days (I had scheduled the last post in advance), it has seemed like an eternity.
So, dear friends, even though you probably didn’t miss me because of my incredibly accurate prediction, I’m ba-a-ack!
But now I can’t think of anything to say.
Stay tuned.
Sorry - didn't miss you. That'll learn you for posting in advance... But how odd that you lost your sign-in thingy. Weird. I'm glad you're back.
ReplyDeleteactually i think you have been very fortunite with your computer over trhe years><<>i remember not being able to e mail and then i still do not know waht to do when it says my taag tag has been broken and i cannot print a word, and every thing erases since my tag is all broken
ReplyDeleteI am caught up with your posts. I enjoyed watching the Glass Duo playing with their glasses – had not seen them before – they are quite something. About the other duo playing the Last Time I saw Paris – loved the old photos of Paris but the song hurt my ears.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story – from Albania to America. I really enjoyed it. It sounds so much like the true immigrant story, not like mine. I feel bad in a way that I immigrated to the US from Paris, just to travel, leaving a car, an apartment and coming to less money than I had in France – the reverse immigrant story… I did not come for “a better life” or more money – but for adventure and a budget! But I need to write my father’s story – his is an immigrant story, but not to the US, but to France. I look forward to more of your interesting posts in 2013.
Katherine, my sign-in thingy eventually repaired itself.
ReplyDeletePutz, your sympathy is simply overwhelming.
Vagabonde, thank you for your kind comments and especially for liking the non-fiction account of my father-in-law's immigrant story. I should explain here that what you say about Darlene and Jonathan Edwards is true -- the song was supposed to hurt your ears and also make you laugh. Darlene and Jonathan are actually Jo Stafford and Paul Weston, good musicians from several decades ago, who were just having a little fun.