Late Sunday morning. You watched a YouTube production on using the
Shark floor steamer and are going to use it on the upstairs bathrooms today.
1127 hours. I feel better seeing the machine in
operation. The production says that it is not better than mopping the floor the
old fashioned way but it is more convenient in that the floor dries almost
immediately. Carol bought the machine I’ll give it a try. She is on the phone
with Linda, who has only three teaching days left in her teaching career. Good
for her. The four Hammond sisters will all be retired by the end of next week. Cathy
and Gretchen are retired, so that’s all us Orndorff’s. What lives we eight have
had. Amazing to me since I’ve known my sisters their whole lives and have known
Carol and her sisters since they were 12, 14, 16 and 19. Linda is the youngest
and was in junior high. Gayle was a freshman. Mary Lou was a sweet sixteen, and
Carol nineteen, when I first became acquainted with the Hammond family. Cathy
is the same age as Carol and Gretchen is the same age as Gayle. Our family
generation except for me is a miniscule part of the baby-boomer generation. I
wonder what the Dead might think of the ‘blood-lines’ when there isn’t any
blood? (1151)
You used the Shark steamer easily and with success. Carol made
scrambled eggs and ham for lunch. You made the toast and also read the newest
Harper’s during the quiet lunch. Carol worked on an Enquirer word puzzle at the
same time. You each had a Klondike ice cream bar for dessert. The day is as
cloudy as it ever was – the only sound is that of someone cutting wood with a
chainsaw. One of those days, eh, orndorff? – Amorella
1458 hours. You don’t use “eh” that often,
Amorella. The word has a funny spelling. Used in the context you have it would
appear to me to sound “AA” as in [h]ey with the meaning “don’t you think?” or
“don’t you agree?” I have to say it almost has an Upper Michigan, Wisconsin
and/or Canadian flavor to it. I’m still thinking about the bloodlines among the
Dead, at least in the Merlyn books – there wouldn’t be any. So and so begetting
so and so other wouldn’t be worth a hill of beans. Yet, all along I use the
concept of everyone being related to everyone else going back to our (that is,
every one who is alive; to her or his) original theoretical genealogical
Mother.
In here, boy, it is the heart of humanity that is carried on through
the generations. Later. Post. – Amorella
1517 hours. I must be terribly boring.
What is your emphasis on “must"? Is this a declarative sentence or a
mismarked question? – Amorella
Late afternoon. According to BookBaby you sold three books via Amazon
Kindle earning $6.15. You are surprised that you ‘raked in’ so much for a $2.98
ebook. – Amorella
I am, that’s $2.05 a book. I was sure Amazon
would take more. Actually, I had no idea how much they would take but assumed I
would make maybe ten percent or thirty cents a book. BookBaby Publishing
charged me $337.00 to print and publish the title page and book contents. This
was a fair price as far as I am concerned because the ebook has a professional
look and I am quite satisfied with their work and distribution.
Dusk. The lights on the tree lit moments ago. Do you have something on
your mind? – Amorella
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