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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Sweet Dreamin' Baby

I keep a notepad by my bed in case I have a stellar dream and just have to write down something that might be good for a story. Sometimes I wake up and see that I've actually written down something fun in the night. Other times I wake up, look at the pad and see something like ASPARAGUS! written in a bold scrawl and I wonder if it was just a really bad case of indigestion.
Last night I dreamt about a girl searching for her family. In her journey, she went into an antique store. The proprieter took her to a wall that was filled with doorknobs of all kinds. The handles were anything from simple brass to painted china. One faceted glass knob seemed to glow and I knew that if she chose that knob it would take her somewhere special. I woke knowing that it could be the beginning of an intriquing adventure if I could wrap my head around it. It made me want to go back to sleep.
In an interview, Stephanie Myer says that her book Twilight was inspired by a dream. Who knows, it could happen.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Lemon Tart Contest

Anne Bradshaw is holding a contest on her blog - Not Entirely British. The contest is for a copy of Josi Kilpack's new culinary mystery novel 'Lemon Tart'. The book sounds scrumptious, not to mention the recipes that are included. I could taste lemons as I read the review. Dang, where's a bakery when you need one. If you love suspense and pastry is on your list of heavenly confections, this book is for you. Carpe' crustulum - sieze the pastry.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Random Things

Iv'e been tagged. This is a departure from the usual blog, especially since I've kind of fallen off the bloggin' wagon lately. But I've been asked to write 25 random things about myself, so here goes.

1. I broke my arm when I was flying a kite.

2. I went para-sailing from the back of a pickup truck in the bottom of a coulee and it took six guys to pull the truck down because a wind burst began to pull the wheels off the ground.

3. When I was three, I cut my hand on an old tin can when I tripped as I was chasing a mouse (for the cats) and had to get stitches.

4. My swimming pool was the pond, green and slimy. Chlorine wasn't an option, but we had some cool kyaks and a raft.

5. I didn't like to ride horses because Judy (a full grown mare) liked to scrape me off her back on anything available, the auger, the double dutch barn door, a tree branch. You get the picture.

6. I met my husband when he came to talk in our branch at the tender age of fourteen. I was enamoured because he knew his scriptures and he didn't shoot spitwads.

7. When one of our cats got it's ear caught under the fan belt, my little brother and I were the only ones home. Not knowing how to loosen the fan belt, I had my brother hold the cat, and I cut it's ear off with a butcher knife. We put some detol (disinfectant) on for good measure. The cat was never the same. We called it Uno.

8. When my husband was doing his residency at the Grey Nuns in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, I would drive past the hospital and the kids would say, "that's where Daddy lives."

9. We brought my infant son out to look at the full moon one night. Just then, a flock of geese flew over. Astonished, he looked at us and said, "Goggies." As if to say, "You never told me dogs could fly."

10. When we had our first child, we lived in low-income housing. The diversity of cultures was amazing. Our neighbors were Egyptian, Chinese, African American, Polish, Korean, just to name a few. One day, at the communal play area, my two year old son was playing with a little asian boy. Attempting to communicate, Max said, "Lrdl, lrdl, lrdl." The boys mother looked over at me with a smile and said, "your boy speak Chinese."

11. Taber, Alberta is a town of about 5000. We moved there for Teddy to do a family medicine residency. They had a KFC a McDonalds and a really good little Oriental buffet. Stacie was about three at the time. When I would ask the kids what they would like for supper she would always say, "Old macdonalds, chinese noodles, chicken and french fries." Honestly, we didn't eat out that much.

12. When Stacie turned four and Brad was three, I heard them in their room one day. Stacie was saying, "Do you hear that Brad, that's the Holy Ghost. He's telling you to help me make my bed."

13. When we moved to the United States it took us eight years to get our citizenship. The final question at the interview was, "How do you pronounce the last letter of the alphabet?" In Canada it's usually pronounced the French way which is Zed. Trick question, eh.

14. I graduated from a class of fourty. I became PTA president for an elementary school of 400. Talk about culture shock. Luckily I had a lot of help.

15. I can't eat chocolate. I can't wait for the day when my migraines go away. My mother-in-law swears that they will as I get older. I guess good things do come with old age.

16. I was born in the year of the Dragon. Supposedly this makes me creative, inventive and practical. Tell that to my kids.

17. I spend way too much time on the computer. Not productive time, daydreaming time. Didn't someone, somewhere suggest some goal setting?

18. I love my dogs. I didn't know I was a dog lover till I was coerced into getting our two little Lhasa-Shitsu's. Now I don't know what I'd do without them. They are simply delightful. They love unconditionally, and I love 'em right back.

19. I have four teen agers. Doen't that put me in the running for a saint-ship or something.

20. I can't grow anything but roses and they grow no matter what I do.

21. Ironing is the bane of my existence. If it ain't wrinkle-free, leave it on the rack.

22. I love to cook. We just remodeled our kitchen and I'm in heaven.

23. I can't decide whether I like illustrating or writing better.

24. I love making Ukrainian Easter eggs.

25. If I could go back in time or go to the future, I'd go to the future, cause frankly, indoor plumbing is a good thing.
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