The tiny brown spot in the middle of this grainy image is, I now know, a beaver. Whist I was home on Wednesday, working and gazing out the window, I looked up and noticed an ROUS at my back door, staring me in the eye. Having never before encountered a beaver in real life, the only thing that came to mind was - ROUS.
This picture was taken just after Bucky realized that I was not going to let him in the house and he high-tailed it back to the river.
Then I sent it to all of my friends with the subject line - look at my beaver. Hilarity ensued.
I thought it was funny.
Anyway, suddenly the sky went dark - sort of purple and the wind began to buffett the river toward the shores in 2 foot waves. Then, the rain, thunder, lightening hit. My neighbors tree fell down, lawn funriture from several houses down went flying across the yard, the cracks from the lightening were deafening. And it was dark.
I don't have a television or a radio, (of course I had no internet) but I later learned that a tornado had passed just across the river from our house.
That was Wednesday - today, Saturdy, it is sunny and 98 degrees. And the air conditioner is broken. You might be tempted to feel sorry for us, especially since the movers just delivered all of our crap yesterday and we are up to our waists, that we are stuck without AC. You are probably thinking that we strolled downstairs to turn on the air when we noticed that we were a little uncomfortable, only to discover, to our great dismay, that the air wasn't getting any cooler.
You'd be wrong. We tried the AC a week ago when it was still quite cool. We've just been sitting around on our lazy buts, not doing anything about it. I spent the day lying in a cool bath while F mowed the lawn. Why he decided that the hotttest day in 2 weeks was a good day to mow the lawn is something that probably only F can uderstand. I didn't ask.
So anyway, now that we are dying of heat stroke, F is finally calling air conditioning repair shops to try to getan appointment Of course, no one works on Sunday in Maryland so we are pretty SOL there.
Tonight we're going to the DC Improv for dinner and a show. This wil be our first actual night on the town. Last week we went to Georgetown for rediculusly good Ethiopian food, but tonight is dinner, drinks a show the whole 9 yards.
I wish air travel wasn't so frigging expensive right now. Last summer F and I had a fabulous time visiting my girlfriend, Rachel and her boyfriend Mike. They took us to a fin dining establishment and introduced F to clams, which is a central prt of his diet now. He speaks of the clams from that trip on a regular basis now. I hear a lot about clams, and especially about the Idaho clams. Every clam F has eaten since then has been "good or great" but just not quite the clams from that day last summer. I'd like to go back, but flights from DC or Baltimore to Boise are heinously expensive. Can somene please explain to me why I can fly to Greenville, SC for, like, 35 dllars roundtrip, but a roundtrip ticke to Boise is 500$? Who the hell s going to Greenville?
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