I was pleased to walk into my local library and see “Fables from the Magic Tunnel on display as a “New Juvenile Release” although many of you have expressed that it is also for adults.
And, in the next town, a storeowner has graciously (after reading the book) offered to not only display the book; but also sell copies and give me 100 percent of the sale. Wow, that blew me away. Thank you Linda!
A side note here for those that do not know me, I was raised in a Longshoreman’s world. So foul mouth words is my second language so to speak. I do a good job curbing it in the real world. However, in my world, or around close friends, it seeps out on occasion. Case in point:
BAD came the other day. I had attempted all day to delve into a needed thought-provoking, self-awareness project. All morning I attended to responsibilities: Zen’s feeding, walk, play, pee and poop routine.
I had worn him out and upon returning inside, he retreated quickly into his crate to rest.
I snuggled into my chair with a hot cup of coffee and proceeded to study. Shortly, Zen had rested like what, a whole five minutes and he is up already and ready to rock n roll, come on! He comes out of his crate and started walking toward my chair. I did not speak loud but whispered in dismay, “Ah F***”.
With that, Zen in one continuous motion did an immediate about-face and returned to his crate. I cracked up laughing. You had to be there to see the look on his face as if it said, “Whoa! NOT a good time for her!”
And UGLY. This is gross but it impressed me …so why not?
As I proceeded, this morning to walk down the driveway a bird must have had diarrhea. I have never in my life seen such a long continuous stream of bird poop that covered a good 40 feet. It must have been a very large bird.
For those who are grossed out at this observation, my apologies. “S*** happens!”
A very happy fourth to all.
Stay safe and cool~