Home safe and sound after a 20 hour drive, the last part through moose-infested Quebec and New Brunswick. Got home at 4 AM and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
The shows were fun, the fiasco with pissant civil servants is behind me now (might just as well complain about global warming or the colour of the sky as about idiot civil servants). So, onward.
If you get a chance, drop by or email and shower some love on Circus Kelli today. Today she's burying her grandmother and worried about her grandfather handling the loss and ... look, most of us are at an age where we know any day we'll get a phone call we won't want to hear. Hers came this week and while, as I've often said, there's nothing remarkable about death, it hits those left behind pretty hard. She's one of us, and you know how we are with one of us, so - let's be that way, wha'?
I read her post the other day about her grandparents and felt so bad about her grandfather that I almost teared up. It is such a hard thing to go through. :(
Glad to hear you've recovered from all the obstacles of the past week, both moose and human. Welcome home. :)
Posted by: Laura | December 13, 2006 at 12:37 PM
Welcome home, Nils. I'm glad you're back and I found the idea of anywhere being moose-infested to be highly amusing!
Cookies at mine if you feel like celebrating...
Posted by: platypus | December 13, 2006 at 04:32 PM
I'll take you up on those cookies in a few months, Emma. In the meantime, if you think moose are funny, you haven't driven at night in Canada. They come out to lick the salt that is put on the roads to melt the ice. They weigh anywhere from 600 (small female) to 1500 pounds. They have spindly legs that rise up just over the bonnet of your car, meaning that when you come around a curve (why are they always on curves?) and hit them at 60 MPH, the big part of the moose comes right in your windshield and sits in your lap. At 60 MPH. Not considered a fun thing. Think about that the next time you swerve for a hedgehog ...
Laura: I saw your thoughtful comment at Kelli's site, and could tell her sorrow touched you. I love how people spread out so far and wide around the world can form such a lovely, close community.
Posted by: Nils | December 13, 2006 at 04:51 PM
Glad you are back Nils.
Posted by: William | December 13, 2006 at 05:00 PM
There's no place like home. I'm on my way to CK's right now!
Posted by: shari | December 13, 2006 at 05:01 PM
Welcome back.
Posted by: cat | December 13, 2006 at 06:17 PM
Oh Nils... first off, I'm glad you're back home safe and sound, without running into Prudence!
Secondly, thank you SO much for your kind words, at my site, and unexpectedly here. I appreciate it more than words can say.
Posted by: CircusKelli | December 13, 2006 at 06:22 PM
Good grief! OK moose-infested roads not funny. And to think I worry about coming round a bend and hitting a muntjack deer at night! I don't think the Micra could cope with a moose. Come to think of it, it doesn't sound like anything short of a tank could cope with a moose...
Posted by: platypus | December 13, 2006 at 07:11 PM
Done. You know, it the midst of my little pity party I was having for myself yesterday, the act of pausing long enough to send a comforting word to CK made me feel as though my perspective had altered...just the slightest little bit. Thanks for sending me on an errand to wish peace for someone else and, in the process, I found a little myself. Go figure.
Posted by: wordgirl | December 13, 2006 at 09:23 PM
Just got back from CK's place. Many folks holding good thoughts for her and the family.
Glad you made it home fine.
In your honor, I'll have to drink my morning tea in my Northern Exposure mug, with the moose marching around it. There was an episode which made mention of what happened when somebody hit a moose in the road. Yuck.
Posted by: MrsDoF | December 14, 2006 at 09:58 AM
Well hello then! I just read the last post too. I've never "heard" you get angry before...
Posted by: The Kept Woman | December 15, 2006 at 02:53 PM