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We continue to battle the evil malware demons that have somehow infiltrated both our laptops.

Keeping tabs and employing ‘hunt and peck’ via my WordPress cellphone app is a wearying endeavor and time-consuming to boot.

Thanks to all who continue to stop by. I hope to return soon in full force!

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Tonight is a big game for my Iowa State Cyclones. Kansas – our Big 12 conference nemesis – recently lost on the road to Kansas State and with a win tonight, revenge for our 1-point road loss to Baylor, we’ll be tied for first place.

Yesterday, the weather for today was forecast to be challenging at best. Five to six inches of snow (nine by one account), strong winds and frigid temps made it entirely feasible that we might not be able to make the hour commute for tonight’s game. So we made reservations for two nights here at the Quality Inn (a nice enough place) with plans to work remotely all day at the hotel before tip-off tonight at 8:00.

Almost perfect planning. The execution? Not so much. Unpacking my suitcase on our arrival last night, I was chagrined to discover that I had failed to pack any underwear. Today I’m ‘commando’ as my bra and panties dry from the hand-washing I administered before bedtime.

Next up: While prepping my laptop for work this morning, a heavy groan escaped my lips when I realized that I had forgotten to bring with me the security fob that I needed in order to login.

Sigh.

The last day being 57 years young – my birthday is tomorrow – and here I am, holed up in a hotel conference room alongside my husband as he works (he’d remembered to bring HIS fob), with snow and wind and bitter cold escalating in intensity just beyond the front door lobby, not far from where we’re sitting. Fortunately I have my Kindle with me here and a couple of magazines, my crochet project and my cell phone is outfitted with the requisite Facebook and WordPress apps to keep me plugged in and connected with the outside world. To periodically stretch my legs, I walk the second floor ‘concourse’ with its lovely view of the pool just below. Since bringing a suit failed to materialize, just like my underwear and fob, would anyone mind or notice if I chose to swim a few laps au naturel?

All of this – no change of underwear, unable to work today, having to burn another day of PTO, shelling out $200 for two nights of lodging – all of it just so we won’t miss tonight’s basketball game.

Guys: You better win this one.

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While this has been fairly mild, as winters go, we are all yearning for spring. Cold, windy days and dirty snow do little for the soul. Antsy, like children with Christmas still two weeks away, we await sunny skies, light jackets, pastel colors, luscious green grass and the joy and delight of witnessing the beauty of nature via masses of flowers swaying in the gentle breeze.

And so, we wait.

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Dang. An apparent malware invader – on BOTH of our laptops, no less – prevents me from doing more than hunt-and-peck on my cell phone’s keypad. (I despise texting and / or otherwise typing via this restricting device).

In any case, I will be on a brief hiatus until we are able to corral said bug and return to ‘normal’.

Happy blogging everyone!

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On a state-wide barn tour excursion one Sunday afternoon, we stumbled across this tiny little burg that time forgot. This gas station was built back in the 1920’s along the historic Lincoln Highway. We ate at the Niland Café (great cheeseburgers!) and enjoyed the loving restoration of these old structures. If ever you find yourselves in central Iowa, check out the old time charm of this state treasure!

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge: 2015 Week #7