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Thursday, September 18, 2014

Perhaps it is just a Hoosier thing

Did I mention that Cate has to carry all her clothing and all her own food for 5 days.

I shudder to think how much the pack will weigh – but on the bright side by the time she gets to the BIG run - on the second last day - she will have to carry a lot less.

Our insurance agent sorted out the policy cancellation thing with the underwriter and they withdrew the cancellation of our policy. This is on the basis that ours is not a ‘historic’ house in the sense in which they use it – whatever that it – it is just an old house with some historic interest attached to it.

This was a relief to all us all and we relaxed.

Naturally - and of course – and what else - we received a letter this week telling us that they are going to cancel our policy.

So I have had another discussion with the agent who assures me that everything is OK and that he will get them to send a letter uncancelling the policy.

In the meantime life goes on and we are planning our Christmas trip. This year we are going to Alaska and are renting an SUV to drive around and see the sights.

We are also going to take the train from Anchorage to Fairbanks as this is apparently quite a special trip. We are not sure if we should go to Wasilla to see the home of the almost Vice President of the USA.

Someone left a whisk on our front porch a few nights ago. Just an ordinary whisk like the one in the photo. There was no note attached to it and no indication of why it was there.


I searched Google for ‘whisk left on front porch’. The closest I could come was a blog called ‘Happy Oogie Boogie Day by the Happy Whisk’.

Perhaps it is just a Hoosier thing. 

7 comments:

  1. Your squirrels would like you to whip them up a nut pâté for winter.

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  2. SK Waller: Brilliant - you've nailed it.

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  3. Perhaps someone thieved it during the open house but it whisked up some feelings of guilt and they had return it

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  4. I am thinking it may be a baby left on the doorstep of an orphanage kinda thing. You could name it Whiskette.

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  5. -opening music to The Cider House Rules begins playing in my mind-

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  6. Lenny: You mean they whisked it out when we weren't looking. Possible.

    esb: That will woke. We have a bigger whisk that we will call Whisky.

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  7. I s'ppose if you ever get an even bigger whisk you could call it Whiskier.

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