My internet is quirky as my landline is crackling and interfering with my DSL connection.

I do have a cell phone, but using it for everything is impossible. I can write only on my laptop. This teaches me to appreciate all my virtual connections.

On Thursday, my landline is on the docket to be fixed. Fingers crossed. For now, I’ll take my internet connection when I can get it. If all else fails, I’ll take my laptop to the library and use their WIFI.

So appreciate what you have and make sure you connect with me when you can.

Today I’m missing all my friends, especially those at a distance.

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

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I never thought I would miss Facebook, but when it was off today I did.

Here’s a video with some of my thoughts.

Now I can connect with my friends again on Facebook.

Living out in the country is nice, but being able to see friends on Facebook makes it less lonly.

Happy to be on FB again!

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved

Not expensive and very portable, unlike my treadmill. Watch and see what I bought.

Now all I have to do is use them. Great for when watching television.

I’ll add this to my daily walking schedule.

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved

I didn’t sleep well as a noisy thunderstorm kept me awake last night.

When I came down this morning, I carried an opened pack of toilet paper. Noise from the living room distracted me.

Listen to my vlog to hear what happened.

Multiple events had me question my sanity, but after searching the house, I did find the lost pack of toilet paper.

When things go missing, I usually ask my sainted mother for help. So many times we searched for her keys and/or purse. Mom was always losing something. Now from heaven, she helps me find things.

So that’s how I started my Saturday morning, searching. Good thing I eventually walked back to the living room. Thanks, Mom.

BTW: that radio never, ever turned on of its own accord before. It was so very odd hearing it playing WPR when I came down. “Bob, were you listening to the radio?”

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved