Back from what was, quite possibly, a perfect weekend. T and I left for the Apostle Islands on Thursday. What had originally been planned as a camping trip turned instead into a two-night stay at a small motel south of Bayfield. A strange place -- no management was on site, and on Thursday night, we were literally the only humans there. Kinda ( Read more... )

Question: What's worse than a dead mouse in your garden?

Answer: Half a dead mouse in your garden.

EWWWWW!!!

I'm thinking this morning of cosmetic surgery for the brain. Anyone who has studied psychology in college (or even high school) remembers the various stories of people with highly localized brain injuries that affected some very specific brain function, such as recognizing fruit, or remembering the names of chocolate bars. Wouldn't it be nice, ( Read more... )

No matter how hot and humid the day, it's a little better when you have a poodle sleepover party. Our neighbors loaned us their dog, Zoe, for a slumber party last night, and that puppy is the best morning dog. I'm not a morning person, but she could turn me. She doesn't exactly make you want to jump out of bed and be productive -- far from it. ( Read more... )

So blogging has preceded a cellphone in my digital life. I wouldn't have guessed it. Can one be co-erced into blogging? That's kinda what happened (my husband talked me into it), but I have a feeling that I'll be glad I took the plunge. Many events coming up to be blogged about: a new dog, trips, acting gigs, and life in general. Future ( Read more... )