Here's another lovely view of the river out in front of our house. It was about 45 degrees the day I took this picture, and a few days later the scene was covered in snow. I really have to get myself a real live camera.
And no, I seriously doubt Santa is listening, considering the way I've been badmouthing him lately.
Damn kids. Last week, it seemed like half the cast of the show I'm stage managing was virulently ill in some way -- strep throat, bronchitis, you name it, they hacked...
I am still writing a book, you know. In case you were wondering, I actually haven't given up yet. I write every day, without fail. Anne LaMott told me to treat it like a...