Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
...blogging so I can do other things tomorrow... Me: Didn't leave the house when I should've. Johnny came over in the morning and we had a nice chat while he washed his clothes. I got busy on-line and then at 3 it started to pour. Quiet now but very late. So... looks like Chris arranged her flight to San Jose and should be here on the 12th to stay at my place while I'm gone. I leave for SJ on the 13th for an early morning flight on the 14th arriving in Frankfurt the morning of the 15th and in Bergen by noon. Glad computer is working better as I'll need to confirm my flights at Lufthansa. Did read a few blogs today (not like I used to, but...) and spoke to my mother. Her birthday is Monday and I must remember to call. I didn't do much else. Ate potatoes, an egg-cheese sandwich. Didn't get my gallo pinto and I really like to eat one every day. I don't feel hungry if I do. Apparently the puppies came through the storms yesterday. One was trapped away from its mother ...for hours and the neighbors weren't home. Wet hungry puppy = ... It bothered me all night. Other snews? Santos beat Saprissa 1-0 and go on the futbol championship here in Costa Rica. The local team only has to tie Sunday morning against Herediano to join them. Ah ...me alegro. 29.552 |