What’s New With Amoeba & Quilly?

Well, Amoeba spent a week in Louisiana, came home for a few days and then flew off to Hawaii. He came home from Hawaii for a few hours — literally just long enough to get the clothes in his suitcase washed and repacked — and drove to Seattle where he is now.

I have been busy, too, but not jet setting. I have been right here at home gardening and cleaning the garage. I had to clean the garage because we bought a second car. Well, it is sort of a car …. It is street legal and we have it licensed and insured, but calling it a car is kind of ambitious. It is a little electric Ford TH!NK Neighbor.


I call it a buggy and I love it. It only goes 25 mph, but that is plenty fast enough in town — and one can still get a speeding ticket in it on many of our local streets. (No, neither of us have done so nor do we plan to). I told Amoeba I would happily trade him cars. He can have the Malibu and I will have the buggy. He said no — then he got in the Malibu and went to Seattle!

Of course, going to Seattle in the buggy could be an ordeal since one would have to make at least 3 eight hour stops to recharge the battery along the way. And I am happy zip, zip, zipping around in the buggy.

Thyme Out

… and oregano, cilantro, dill, mint, peas, beans, tomatoes, zucchini, carrots, onions, peppers, plus assorted flowers.

I work about 6 hours per day in the yard. I literally made my garden by pulling one handful of grass at a time and working the soil with a hand spade. I still have a strawberry patch to prep and plant — and then 4 more flower gardens, because I would rather pick flowers than mow. Given my ambitions, I am probably not going to be a good blogger again for quite some time.

Come visit me on Facebook. I usually check in there in the morning, at lunch time and after dinner. I just don’t have the time, energy, or stamina for anything in more than 5 minute bytes. Sorry.

On the plus side, I have a nice tan and I am sleeping really well! I also think my stomach muscles are improving — and it is easy to eat less when I am outside far from the fridge and covered in mud. Not only that, our yard is shaping up nicely.

I will still have to do paid posts and I’ll visit from time to time, but I don’t know when I’ll return to play.


I had a brain crash and managed to delete the entire church newsletter so now I am redoing it from scratch — and since it is supposed to be in people’s mailboxes on or by the 1st, I am LATE.  I will get back to my virtual life as soon as my real one is under control.

I have a writing prompt to put up and Punny Monday will post Monday at noon.  Thank you for your patience!

In Our Own Home

Amoeba and I woke at 7 a.m. EDST on Saturday, April 16th, and I haven’t been in bed since. It is now 8:04 p.m. PDST and we are home. I am about to put dinner on the table.

Saturday morning we checked out of the hotel and drove to Amoeba’s mother’s house, where we spent a couple of hours before heading to Boston and the airport. As is customary, we sat in the airport a couple of hours before our flight — which was a little over 5 hours long. I did nap a bit, but mostly I watched reruns of NCIS on my lovely, free Jet Blue TV.

After leaving the plane in Seattle Amoeba and I had another two hour wait for the shuttle from SeaTac to the Anacortes Ferry Landing. We got on the shuttle about 11:15 p.m. PDST and I did get to sleep for about an hour. Amoeba woke me because we had to transfer from the big, warm comfy bus to a cold, cramped, rattle trap with (I’m certain) cement seats. The bus driver was nice though.

The shuttle left us at the Anacortes Ferry Terminal at two a.m. — about 3:15 a.m. someone came along and unlocked the door and let us inside where it was warmer. We stretched out on the bench seats in a dining booth and slept for another hour — and did the same on the ferry.

When we landed in Friday Harbor, Amoeba left me at the ferry terminal and walked to the airport to retrieve the car from long term parking, then he came to get me. At home Amoeba showered and changed and went to church for one more rehearsal before the Palm Sunday Service. I curled up on the couch and took a 75 minute nap.

In a minute I am scheduling Punny Monday, then I am going to watch TV. Sam Axe — I adore Bruce Campbell. Why didn’t someone tell me about this show 5 seasons ago?!