It’s so beautiful out today–hard to stay inside and focus on what needs to be done. 

Packing for the trip to New York, for instance.  I spent yesterday shopping for a few extra things to wear–not my favorite thing to do when my weight is higher than I’d like–but I found a dress, a skirt, and two blouses that will work.  The wonderful thing is, there will be so much going on, so many friends to see and books to sign and events to attend, that I won’t have time to feel self-conscious.  

My “Little House” books arrived recently–I plan to read them

Is it because I’m a Gemini?    I don’t know.  But I’m interested in so many different things–art, cooking, reading, travel, languages, animals, to name just a few.  And, of course, there’s writing.  I feel so lucky to get paid for doing something I’d do anyway.  (Our secret.  Please don’t tell my publishers.)

I love to try new recipes, and I make a mean Boeuf-Bourg., if I do say so myself.  (And even if I can’t spell it.)  Lately, though, I’ve mostly been using my cookbooks to weigh down something I’ve glued to an artist trading card or a potential collage