retreat-ing

Armed with two different kinds of scones and a canister of coffee, my purple chucks and I are setting off on an adventure today. In a few minutes, I’ll be leaving for the airport. From there, I’ll be hopping on a plane to the land of frozen tundra, aka Minnesota (dontcha know!).

What am I doing in Minnesota (dontcha know)? I’m retreating. Well, I’m going to a retreat, anyway. A fabulous one just for writers like me who want to learn and grow as artists.

What’s even better, is I convinced Abbie to go on this adventure with me.

So if you need us, we’ll be communing with the caribou. And drinking scandalous amounts of coffee while we scribble the days away.

Try not to be jealous. We’ll be back soon. 😉

all creatures great and small

Sometimes I think, Huh, nothing odd has happened to me lately. Which is, of course, a dangerous thought, but I think it anyway. Because if odd happenstances don’t occur in my life, what am I going to write about?

Don’t worry. Odd things have happened.

For one thing, there are at least seven deer who reside in our neighborhood. Three of them like to hang out in our yard at night, especially when I’m coming home in the dark. Not when my husband’s home, though. They like to make me look like an idiot, talking about the deer that keep hanging around while my husband looks outside and goes “uh-huh, and what did these deer look like?”

Thanks a lot, deeries. I may not have known what a groundhog looked like, but I know deer, okay? I watched Bambi. (more…)