Bring Back the Monkeys!

Well, will you just look at that? It's been nearly two YEARS since I've updated this blog. Really? I mean, REALLY?? Why don't I write more? Well, I actually DO write often. I just haven't thrown it up here. Want to see some of the stuff I've written? Stay tuned. I'll post or link it here soon.

So, what have I been up to? The answer to that can be investigated through Facebook. It's not really private. You know that, right? That's where I post all the mundane activities of my life. Why anyone would actually care what I'm having for dinner or what my gym workout consists of is beyond me. But I do have actual Facebook friends, and they follow my updates. Hmmm? Actual friends on Facebook? Actual friends? Sort of an oxymoron, don't you think? I do actually know some of them. My husband, for example, is one of my Facebook friends. Last I checked, I actually knew him.

In fact, I've actually been married to him for 25 years. We celebrated the big day in January by having dinner at the Glenside Pub. Did you expect a Michelen star restaurant? Not this married couple! We're much more the pub type. But, for those of you who may be concerned that we did not properly recognize a milestone of such import as a 25th wedding anniversary, know that we have a big trip planned for this summer. It's a trip of a lifetime, combining his major love, running in competitive circles on a track, and my major love, walking about beatiful landscapes and communing with the rocks, flowers and trees.

Speaking of which, I plan to post some of my journal entries from recent backpacking trips I've made. In fact, I've been off the trail for just a few weeks now, having spent an unbelievable week of wonder and fun on the Appalachian Trail. Tales of night hiking with coyotes at our heels, seemingly endless cold drizzle, dehydrated food, bug bites, and strange characters will be forthcoming. Truly, it was one of the best trips of my life.

And lest we forget the monkeys, they have returned to the island. The Princeling, who had planned to stay near his school for the summer working for Uncle Sam, has returned to the island as his sublet fell through in the 11th hour. Poor guy is pretty upset. Here he is at age 22 living with his parents. And here are his parents watching him consume vast quantities of expensive groceries. Baby Monkey, who commutes to school daily, is still here. Having them both on the island at the same time surely means there will be stories to tell.

So, stay tuned. It won't take me 2 years to update this. In the meantime, go back and read some of the old posts.