SNIPPETS by Snip Herbert

New Places.

Holy cow! So after attempting to fix the WordPress fiasco, we are officially finished wracking our brains. We had to start all over in a new location here on Blogger.  WordPress just didn't want to play with us, and neither the Bean nor I could access any of our blog on that site.  We are officially depressed - and done with that mess.

Meanwhile, Smidge is coming home today, arriving in our deep freeze zone. I hope she hurries and we can get her inside quickly.  It's 17 degrees out, and only going up to 25 before plunging down to 3 overnight.  It makes my magnetized wrists and ankles hurt to think about it.  And it's so cold, our poor little furnace just can't keep up and the kitchen feels like someone left the refrigerator door open. Brrrrrrrr.

On the brighter size, Smidge will be home today, the snowfall we had on Wednesday evening will melt (by next week, we hope), the garage door opener to Ruby's bay will be repaired, once the people can get here through the snow, and some day, the leaking tub faucet will be fixed.  OK, enough of the good old depressing news of the week.  

We are now off to do some official work around the house. 

Work will warm us up!



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