The Whistler's Dream

Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...

Random Fluffy Foto!

Random Fluffy Foto!
Writing in bed, and Beka editing by ear. Really. The ear typed some letters. Really.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Who's the turkey?

So. Thanksgiving week. Already.

Yikes-A-Roni.

That means a gig at the Degage fund raiser tonight, Vicki is singing in Choral Society Sunday, making sweet potato casserole for Thursday (we've been told that our invitation is only good if we show up with "the goods." :-D), playing at Susie's on Friday morning, playing at Frenz on Saturday morning, and church on Sunday.

Can I set my clock back to August and sleep in? :-D

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