Well, Bill has headed off to work, and Annie's snoozing upstairs. Doggies are running off to the woods to stand at the base of trees where squirrels reside and torment their canine invaders from above.
If a doggie around here ever catches a squirrel, I'll be announcing it on the blog. I love those squirrels and I love the horses because both have ways of keeping the doggies occupied for hours on end.
We received a dusting of snow last night. It wasn't a fun drive from the airport because of substantial rain, but then the nail biting began north of Sandpoint where two hours of rain other places came down white on our route. There's not enough of it this morning to make me squawk, and I think we're done with it for a while.
The light snow served its purpose, and that is to create more outside ambience for a proper Thanksgiving. We're planning a fairly lazy day around here, and we're definitely not short of couch entertainment.
Along with her usual Trader Joe's loot for Mom and Dad's foraging needs, Annie brought the entire set of "Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman; that's 42 DVDs, 120 hours and 24 minutes of watching, and WAIT---there's more.
Add to the segments: Exclusive Featurettes: Beginnings and Favorites, Four Cast Commentaries, Interactive Tour of 19th Century Colorado Springs, Boarding House: Guest Stars, Trivia Quiz, Photo Galleries, Cast Biographies and Filmographies, and, last but not least, Series Honors and Awards.
Plus, it's all enclosed in an attractive box with a lovely photo of the pretty doctor and her sexy long-haired hunk, standing arm in arm next to a rustic, picket-type fence and a lush green field. All for the low, low price of ????
Actually, I think Annie got hers for free, but you can check at Amazon.com, if you're interested in purchasing your very own set.
Speaking of Amazon.com, here's a book commercial.
If you're in the area on the evening of Dec. 5, plan to stop by Vanderford's from 6-8 p.m. Patrick F. McManus, Sandy Compton, Boots Reynolds and I will be signing books----our own.
The books will be fun, but I'm also figuring the combination of personalities could possibly get a little out of hand, as it has before. Now, Sandy's never been mixed in, but I still remember the day the other three of us, along with Pat's friend, went to lunch at Connie's.
That day was the second time I had almost gotten kicked out of the restaurant for making too much noise. The first time was a few years before with Pat's sister Pat.
Well, her full name was Patricia, but we all knew her as lovable Pat Gass. At the time, I was interviewing her about her cookbook Whatchagot Stew, and she was telling me about the old-time family delicacy of fried baloney slices.
Anyway, for the Vanderford's signing, I've got a special homemade present for Boots, so it may be worth coming, just to see what it is. I'll give one clue: it may be bigger than a bread box, depending on how many loaves of bread you need to use it all up. Any guesses?
Again, that's Dec. 5, Vanderford's from 6-8 p.m., and we'll be happy to sell to you and sign for you our books for the Christmas stockings. If you can't make it, we can still autograph copies for you; just call 208-263-2417, and tell 'em Marianne sent you.
Enough advertising, but this year, even starving authors have to do their thing.
It's amazing how day to day I keep hearing of more and more people I know who've lost jobs, and this is definitely not one of those situations where the more the merrier. In some instances, they've found different lines of work, which, in the long run, might even turn out to be a silver lining.
For now, however, I think we'd all like to see any slight hints of certainty as we move ahead and face changes in life as we know it. A couple of days ago, I heard a TV talking head say that when we figure out that we're never going back to what we know, we can move forward. Sounded like some good wisdom to me.
So, I'll follow that today and see where it takes me. The one certainty for me on any given day is that the horses left me some rich, green deposits overnight, so I'd better go put them in the future food bank.
Have a good Turkey Eve.