Ok, I have jet lag, and what else could I do but go to the casino? You sit and drink coffee, mindlessly pushing a button, and watching the wheels spin. Imagine my surprise when the Queen of the Nile came through with a jackpot during the bonus round.
Actually, I wasn’t that surprised. I win a lot of jackpots. I’m just a lucky ole cowgirl, I guess.
We have sunshine this morning, and the horses are out in the pasture, nibbling spring grass and happy as horses can be. They’re all muddy–if you saw them, you’d wonder why I don’t hose them down. Answer: they would immediately roll in the mud, and it’s still a little too cold.
In about a week, I’ll be heading out again, for BEA (Book Expo America) and taking assistant/niece Jenni with me. Daughter Wendy and her future husband, Jeremy, will join us there. They’ll be prowling the expo while I sign books, looking for celebrities. Last year, as you may remember, I accidentally stumbled on Dog the Bounty Hunter and wife, Beth. (She has the most beautiful skin I’ve ever seen. Dog looked like–well– DOG.)
Big things are going on in Wendy’s screenwriting career, by the way. She was mentioned in yesterday’s issue of “Variety”. In a few years, I think most of my celebrity spotting will take place in her living room!
The lilacs are calling, but I don’t think I can bear to cut any. So I’ll just go down there and stick my nose into the bush. (Now there’s a picture for you.)
Weight Watchers tonight. I’m expecting positive results. If you’re struggling with a weight problem, as I have most of my adult life, I highly recommend you consider WW. It really ISN’T a diet, but a lifestyle.
I’m eager to get back to work, but still pretty worn out. I made it to 3:30 this morning, and went back to bed.
It’s all good, here on the ranchette. Hope it’s the same wherever you are.