Just a quickie, folks. Stewey is standing in the middle of the living room with his pumpkin in his mouth, and if I don't play with him there will be h-e-l-l to pay. Answers to a few burning questions:
1) No, I did not smell Jon Bon Jovi. He happened to visit my favorite restaurant a few weeks ago and the staff there all got a good whiff of him. Apparently it (and he) were fabulously lovely. (As if we didn't know that already, right?)
2) My reading list has been nuts lately, but I suspect that this is due to the fact that I am trying to use our local libraries as much as possible, and I'm too damn shy to walk up to a librarian to ask her where to find stuff. So I hit the "New Fiction" shelf and hope for the best. I finished Mark Haddon's "The Red House" and have to say that I did enjoy it, and then started Salman Rushdie's "Midnight's Children" and know that I'm going to love this one also. I happened to see Mr. Rushdie on Charlie Rose a week or so ago and realized that I've not read very much of what he's written, so I figured it was time to rectify that. Throw in Garrison Keillor's "Pilgrims" and about three dozen magazines, and you now know what's been in front of my eyeballs when I'm not stitching.
Thank you for all of your wonderful comments and emails, kids! Y'all ROCK my freakin' world!
Happy Monday to all and to all a Happy Monday!