I want you to think of me as the new pioneer woman.
I'm writing this by candlelight on a borrowed iPad.
Gg is doing dishes with water heated on the stove and singing it's a hard knock life.
Though not as deadly, thank god, as advertised,the hurricane has left guilford, Connecticut,smack dab on the long island sound powerless.
The streets are filled with tree branches, yards and basements in the harbor are flooded with water and power lines are lying about like piles of spaghetti.
The Hai was out and about for most of the day taking incredible pictures and gg and I were cooking up a storm (so to speak)and feeding anyone who dropped by.
The lab dropped by often.
We have no idea when we will carry on with the rest of our so called vacation. We need to take two boats to get to our next bit of paradise and neither are running tomorrow.
With my luck the blue fish will be and I'll find myself on a fishing trip.
With your luck I'll figure out how to use the caps on this contraption and send out a more mannered report soon.
Think we'll get a movie out of this?