Blogging up a storm

Doing great on my blog this month, and it's helping to keep my creative writing muscles strong. Once I wrote about what I'd been writing for Woburn, able to say things that I couldn't say in the stories, about the election and MLK.

Trekking

I want to take one of the classic European mountain treks, something like the Mont Blanc circuit, but maybe less popular. It has to be a trip where I can sleep indoors every night and get food along the way. I don't want to carry or set up camping equipment.

I imagine myself arriving at a chalet around 4:30 p.m. and having a nice glass of wine before being served a supper of fondue or chops.

I'd like to go with a friend or relative. Most fun would be Spencer, but it would be too hard for him to get in a plane or wander along a mountain path for 10 days. Maybe Beth or a sister.

If I can't manage this by the time 1001 days have gone by (a real possibility because of money and time), I at least want to have it planned to celebrate turning 60 - the summer of 2014 or 2015.

Completed one, and a hard one

Spencer and I reinvested our money after pulling out of the stock market last year. So that's Number 9, getting our savings in order. This was one of the hardest things because it took a lot of work and cooperation, and neither of us really understands what we're doing. But we think we made a good decision, and we feel good about it.
I'm on the home stretch of The Brothers Karamozov. I've been reading other things while reading it, but I've only got about 135 pages left, and things have become harrowingly interesting.
I still need to finish Gerry's plaque, but weather and time have to come together just right.