Thank all of you who left comments, sent email and telephoned to see if I am okay. I had no idea that not posting for two days would leave you with concerns. Next time I’ll at least post a short announcement.
Usually, I prepare the Saturday and Sunday posts on Friday, but I was busy all day cleaning and cooking for an evening dinner party and figured I’d get them done Saturday morning. But I woke to a deathly ill cat on Saturday and we made a dash to the animal emergency center. By the time I got home in mid-afternoon, it seemed too late to post Elder News so I cleaned the massively messy kitchen.
Also, the computer has rebelled. Thunderbird hasn’t worked since Thursday and I can’t figure out what’s wrong so I’m stuck with my domain registrar’s clunky webmail that is slow and hard to use. Plus, my spacebar and “E” key are suddenly sticky and I have to pound each of them several times whenever I need a space or an E. Grrrrrr.
Ollie the cat is home now, well-recovered from a urinary tract blockage. It is a fairly common malady of male cats and is known to recur. If so, (men reading this may want to skip the rest of this paragraph) the only known remedy is to amputate the cat’s penis which doesn’t impair his ability to pee, but does prevent further wildly expensive veterinary visits. Ollie is neutered so I don’t feel too bad if that procedure becomes necessary.
To prevent or at least forestall that drastic measure, Ollie now must eat a special, prescription food. Anyone who has cats knows what it's like to get them to eat something new. Such fun we're having around here. Oh, did I mention the pills that need to be jammed down his throat twice a day for the next week or so.
Meanwhile, the huge Friday ice storm left a quarter of a million Mainers without power (still so, in many cases), but my neighborhood was spared. Until today, when 40-degree temperatures are expected, it has hung in the mid-teens Farenheit, although it is cozy here in the apartment. As dangerous and disrupting as ice storms are, they do have their aesthetic charms.
Here is what the electrical cables in front of my windows, illuminated by the street light, looked like when I got up early on Friday morning. The sleet was still coming down.
Later in the day, the sleet ended, but the temperature remained well below freezing. If you look closely, you can see that every branch on this tree outside my laundry room is coated in ice.
And here are icicles on the mansard roof of a house behind mine.
Again, thank you all for your concern - one of the best things about the elder blogosphere, this looking out for one another. It was only a harried weekend, but not due of the storm. Oh, and the dinner party was a wild success, feasting on an extraordinarily well-prepared leg of lamb (if I do say so myself).
[At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Ravi Chawla gives us a first-hand account of the terror attack in Mumbai titled, The Agony Continues After the Harrowing 62-Hour Ordeal.]