Thursday, December 21, 2006

And Finally



The Spouse felt it was important to document the final piece of our restoration...the Comcast crews. There were four, btw. They worked for about 3 hours. Their presence elicited as much joy as did that of the power crews. Because I live on a block of high speed addicts. And we're ok with that.

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9 Comments:

Blogger jLow opined...

WOW!! Great pictures of the great adventure. I'm loving the pictograph-blog theme.

Also - happy to see the beta transition went well and all is as it should be with no loss of past blogs' life.

;o)

December 21, 2006 3:07 PM  
Blogger Seattle Coffee Girl opined...

It's soooo good to have you back. I've missed you terribly. Oh my goodness, that was a truly Big Ass Tree...

Holy cow, you made it through the blogger transition!!! YIPEE!!

December 21, 2006 3:27 PM  
Blogger Seattle Coffee Girl opined...

I'm thinking perhaps you should change this week's word to

"Comcastic."

December 21, 2006 3:28 PM  
Blogger Lorraine opined...

Yes, the beta conversion went just fine. Yippee.

And to think, Coffee Girl, you've seen that tree in its full and upright position. Looks so much bigger down on the ground, eh?

Comcastic. That's funny.

December 21, 2006 3:59 PM  
Blogger Lorraine opined...

Yes, Charlie. We're now feeling very smug about our ability to cope in the face of disaster. So smug, in fact, that we're quite sure we needn't be tested like this ever again!

December 21, 2006 4:13 PM  
Blogger Grish opined...

I think I would have had to have been put in a chemical induced coma..

December 21, 2006 5:19 PM  
Blogger Lorraine opined...

I nearly chewed off my right arm, Grish.

December 21, 2006 6:08 PM  
Blogger Unknown opined...

That is really one huge stinking tree. I'd love to have seen it in its pre-storm glory, for perspective. And I second (or ninth) everyone else...great to have you back.

December 21, 2006 6:17 PM  
Blogger Lorraine opined...

It was a fine tree, Gina. Birds nested in it, squirrels frolicked in it, children climbed upon it and most of my Christmas pinecones came from it. All through the ordeal people came to mourn its passing...lots of people loved it. (Except the neighbor across the street who was always cleaning up its massive needles from the sidewalk. She didn't mind so much. And of course, The Neighbor had been mulling its removal, much as she loved it, because of her remodel and the views she'd have without it. The decision was obviously taken out of her hands!)

December 21, 2006 6:20 PM  

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