Today's Real Blog, Really Late

After some folks read my blog yesterday it simply disappeared. Gone. Poof. I was flooded with three complaints that the blog was nowhere to be found.
I made several attempts to recover it, but alas, I could not. Surprisingly, this morning my husband produced a copy he had saved in his collection of cyberstuff. This was a disaster in disguise. For 40 years I've nagged at him to get rid of stuff we don't need, like dirty dishes and laundry.
So today, when he produced the missing document, He awarded himself the Lifetime Achievement Award for saving things. He is now self-licensed to  stuff, cram and wedge into every corner "things we might need someday." I fought the good fight, and I lost. But I got the blog back.

The kitchen where I create the blog most days.

Yesterday,  I tried writing the blog on my iPhone, with my new bluetooth keyboard. I want to be able to blog from anywhere, including a phone booth. (You never know...it could happen.)
My normal blog station is located in the dining room/kitchen, which is noisier than a Japanese fish market on free shrimp day.
It's a raucous racket of fair and balanced news blaring on the TV, and people,  dogs and birds whining for breakfast.

My new Porta-Bloggie

Yesterday, I took my new Porta-Bloggie setup to my bedroom closet and sat on the floor to write the blog. Although it was quiet, the pain of sitting on shoes killed my creativity.  I gave up and returned to the kitchen, wearing my earmuffs and an old football helmet.
My theory is that somewhere between the bedroom and the kitchen, intergalactic aliens captured me and messed with my iPhone, deleting all future blogs.  Let's see if this one shows up online.