"Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking trees down with your face."

"Snowboarding is an activity that is very popular with people who do not feel that regular skiing is lethal enough."

- Dave Barry

I can now take a breather, with five kinds of cookie dough in my freezer (Hermits, C.C. Foldovers, Butterscotch-chocolate chip Toll House, NeeNee's Ice Box, and Christmas Stars).  Five down, three to go.  Which three I haven't decided, because I'm going to try three new ones.

At the Coffee Skein, Don Juan told Tango he knew a shaman who could change her from being a morph if she wanted!  Tango almost had a seizure, of course.

I want to do a couple of new play boards on Maddala, but I have to come up with something not common.  Something fun.  Boards that don't require staffing, because I don't like playing multiple chars.  I will think.

I had a nice chat with the guy across the street a few days ago.  He has two sons who live in So Cal.  Everyone in Webster City has at least two sons who live in So Cal.  You'd think they'd have some kids in New York, or Tennessee, or Montana.  I mean, the odds are...well, anyway, that's probably why So Cal doesn't have a square inch of dirt left.  There sure are a lot of condos, though.

I'm almost finished with my first quilted potholder.  It's amazing what you can do without a working sewing machine.  Sure, it takes a hundred times longer, but you end up with something that probably won't hold up as long, so hey.

If I sound bitter, it's only because my mixer started smelling like burnt rubber tonight, and the top felt really, really, hot.  I've had it for thirty (30) years, so Mum says that's all I can expect, BUT.  I took such good care of it, scrubbing it after every use, covering it up so it wouldn't get dusty, and I never even chipped either one of the bowls!  So I expected it to last long enough to follow me out to the dumpster when my time came.

Speaking of the future, I got a job.  But the woman who hired me went to Mexico for surgery, so she said she'd contact me around the 20th of this month.  I'll be working something like noon to eight, with alternate week-ends.  She said they'd provide me with tenny-bops, a uniform top, and a flu shot. 

Things are a lot more fun at Crochet Depot, now that we've been more selective about who becomes members.

The Wizard Of The Month is Lorcan D'Eath, and once again, the Harry Potter books are on the list of "Most Banned Books," according to J.K. Rowling.  Banning books is an interesting concept, since it makes such books more popular, and imperative for us all to read.

I'm listening to The Cat Who Went Bananas, by Lilian Jackson Braun.  I think I need one of those portable, shoulder strap cd players so I can listen to books while I do housework.  I've tried cranking the volume, but the vacuum cleaner prevails.

Ciao for now.