and John’s saved the day!

My bril­liant hus­band has saved the day!  The blog seems to be accept­ing pho­tos now!  I’ll inun­date you…

peach­es with vanil­la whipped cream

And…

pep­per (sweet yel­low for sweet Avery) stuffed with goat cheese and Fox Point, grilled

And this…

This last was the plat­ter of top­pings for our LUS­CIOUS and crazi­ly piled-up piz­za last night: sausages with pro­volone and pars­ley, a superbly juicy red onion from the local farm­stand, hot poblano pep­pers, baby porta­bel­la mush­rooms, a sweet red pep­per, some slight­ly shriv­el­ly cher­ry toma­toes who need­ed to be eat­en, Moroc­can cured olives, and a real­ly good local moz­zarel­la… HEAVEN.

Sigh of relief, sigh of grat­i­tude to Foxy Tech Sup­port for solv­ing my pho­to­graph problem!

Here’s the thing about blog­ging.  It starts out as a lit­tle exper­i­ment in keep­ing your fam­i­ly and friends informed about your life.  Then slow­ly, insid­i­ous­ly, it becomes a man­ner of self-expres­sion as nec­es­sary as breath­ing!  And when you try to take a deep breath and all you get is a lit­tle mes­sage say­ing, “fatal error, out of mem­o­ry,” you col­lapse in a sort of tod­dler-ish mess of frus­tra­tion.  How dare you not be able to show the world your new kit­tens and your peach­es and cream?

Sigh.  More soon.  But one more kit­ty pic­ture, just to whet your adopt­ing appetites…