Thursday, March 10, 2011

Island Bound

It is raining. All the bins we use to carry things to the island are already there. We shall be the plastic bag crossers of the bay in a borrowed boat in the rain. I feel like someone slammed me into unconsciousness last night.
Troque?
I am whining like a child.
I don't want to not have internet. How shall I live without you?

Boo-hoo-hoo.

I have to go put my clothes in plastic bags now.

I have to pull up my big girl panties and pretend to be a grown-up.

I dreamed I was a teacher and also working in a restaurant. Training had been, unfortunately, absent.
Someone gave me a lipstick.

I better go. Mr. Moon is obviously way ahead of me on coffee.

Here I go.

Whine, whine, whine.

Wander, wander, wander.

Wonder why am I doing this?

If you want to know about Dog Island, just do a search here and read some of my past posts from when I went there and did have dial-up access. Pictures, too.

Oh dear. I am going to miss you all so much.

16 comments:

  1. Enjoy! Safe travels! Hope you dip your feet into some white sand for me. Please. :)

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  2. i love you ms.moon.
    be safe...be born again in this achingly beautiful morning.
    this unexpected journey of parental love.

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  3. Love you :) You'll be fine. You'll come back with a bursting heart, I predict.

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  4. We will miss you. When I took my grandson to school this morning it looked like it might be clearing up because I saw some blue sky!

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  5. I'll trade you, mama. You come deal with the ever more depressing effects of fear and conservatism on the people of our nation, and I'll go chill on the island.

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  6. I hope you have a wonderful time.
    I hope that the next time you go to Dog Island you buy yourself a mobile broadband card and can blog from there!

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  7. A day without you is a day without sunshine--you know that? It will be okay. We will be here waiting for you when you get back with those great photos, maybe sun kissed cheeks, and good stories to tell.

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  8. Nicol- Oh, honey. I will.

    rebecca- I will try. I will.

    SJ- When is my heart NOT bursting? One way or another...
    Love you, dear. Now you be well.

    Lois- I think it is!

    DTG- Wait! What about Option 3? Stay here and play in the garden?

    Lucy- I should do that. You're right. One of these days...

    Syd- You're so damn sweet. I'll bring back lots of pictures. I promise.

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  9. Didn't you hear? Option 3's been banned by the tea party. Costs the state too much money. Doesn't turn a profit.

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  10. I HATE THE COCKSUCKING TEA PARTY! My sympathies, brother.

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  11. sometimes lack of technology is a good thing, clears the mind and does it good, That's what I always say :)

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  12. Dear Ms Moon, I have a mild nervous breakdown if the internet gets cut off. Which it often does as I forget to pay it.

    Have a relaxing time. Missing you already! love, C xx

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  13. A little break from the internet isn't all that bad. Miss you, lovely Ms. Moon.

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  14. I know that feeling. A week in Austria, with internet but no minute to get on. I was sure everyone would have forgotten me by the time I finally got back!

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