I love this place.
You know why? Cuz it’s never, EVER dull. We are way the way out there in our Californian version of the Canadian hinterlands (is “hinterlands” even a word? I just stuck that in there because I liked the sound of it, but I’m not honestly sure). And the thing is, people always have this totally misbegotten idea that the only life that’s exciting is the urban one. WRONG, that’s SO COMPETELY wrong, it makes my head ache, yo! WRONG. It’s out here that the going gets juicy!
I never found a snake in my place in the Bay Area, for starters.
can we just dig into that for a minute?!! SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!!
SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!!!
BIG SLITHERING LIVE SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!!
– OH MY GOD! I needed to get that out there, thanks. I might need to say it again- SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!! – because, you know, SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!!
moving on – SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!! – I never had to rely on satellite like we do out here.
This is probably a bucket of “excitement” I could do without, because it meant that we sort of had internet access every other day between 8:30-9:30am for 4 days ( -which actually equaled two days – “every other day”, uh huh), then none at all for 10 (very very, verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry long) days.
Apparently the dish was blown out of alignment in a winter storm. The guy who fixes it – he’s Samoan by the way, SAMOAN! – gets lost when he drives out here and it takes him anywhere from 2 weeks to a month to get the roads found. Yeah, that’s how far out we are, that’s how hard to find we are, and that’s why it’s not a good idea to think you’ll be able to pop by for a visit without GPS coordinates if you are not a local (not that GPS will help that much without satellite access).
Meanwhile, the kids are having a blast. (SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!)
Micah went back first. He had been waiting for this day for the past 5 months – and we’ve been using it to get him to do stuff (“Micah, if you don’t clean up, we won’t let you go back to school!”). We were all kind of holding our breath – him, because he was hoping it would be as good as he remembered (- it was – then it wasn’t, then it was again and…it’s a little complicated) and us, because we didn’t want to lose our bait (- we didn’t!!!).
Moxie went back the next day, and she walked out like a boss with floss.
Her teachers are absolutely first rate. They had arranged for the speech therapist to be there on her first day back (- and he has to drive 2 hours each way to see her). I hope she can get back to horse therapy soon – that part is conditional on my (still broken) foot being able to handle the driving on the roads.
Little sister was tired the next morning. But when she heard “school”, she revved up, got herself dressed and out faster than Micah could roll over.
Which left Mack at home with me. Just the two of us. I suspect that’s just the way he likes it.
SNAKE IN THE HOUSE! SNAKE IN THE HOUSE! SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!!!!!