So here’s a newsflash: today is NOT Thursday.
This is something I realized only AFTER I bolted from the house, grabbed the garbage can, and hurriedly dragged it down to the end of our driveway, worried that I was going to miss the trash pickup. It wasn’t until I was almost there that I saw the recycling, still piled in the same place. Which means…today is Wednesday. Whoops! This is especially annoying, considering that our trashcan has been so completely taken over by the squirrels that I am scared to even approach it, much less touch it. I have to kick it, hard, before I try to open it up, just to send them all scattering out of the hole they’ve made atop of it, usually with pieces of fried chicken or moldy bread in their greasy little paws. It is us against them, and truly, they are winning. Sigh.
In other news, thanks to my newfound addiction to Twitter—thanks to everyone who found me there (I’m at sarahdessen), I am no longer unfollowed or unfollowing—-I discovered what is probably the ultimate in narcissism, at least for me: The Sarah Dessen Diarist. This is a website (and podcast!) put together by a very devoted Australian reader, and I would lying if I did not admit that I have been very much enjoying her breakdown of Lock and Key, chapter by chapter, thus far. I MAY have also downloaded the podcast, although I am not willing to admit it, just yet. Okay, fine. I did. At any rate, it’s very cool to see someone take such time and depth with the book, and for me, it’s like getting to read over someone’s shoulder, seeing their reactions as they go, which for an author is either terrifying or wonderful. This is the latter. I am very flattered.
Okay, so on GMA they’re about to talk about pet separation anxiety. Maybe they’ll cover Boston Terriers who bark insanely whenever you try to leave the house, and Boxers who nip at your purse to make you stay? Better go see….