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I just got this gorgeous book in the mail called, When Wanderers Cease to Roam, by Vivian Swift (who I met at a party, we have the same agent).

I haven’t read it yet, but I flipped through it and fell in love with the illustrations. The sleeping cat on the luggage is from the cover.

I hope Vivian doesn’t mind that I cut and pasted this from the cover, but by the time I shrink the whole cover to fit into this tiny space you can’t really see this watercolor very well anymore.

The book is like a combination journal and scrapbook, and I am just completely taken with the illustrations.  I love the bugs, and the leaves, and the galoshes and mittens.  I wish I could paint.  I’m so jealous now.  

 
Vivian has a website here, with links to her book and her blog.  The pub date for the book is October 28, so yay Vivian!  Congratulations!

I went.  Now I feel sick as a dog.  I’m watching the end of the debate though, and my man is doing so well I feel hopeful.  I’ll go to sleep a little happier.

Meanwhile, I found this picture on the Tribute Center website.  It’s of West Street in 1885.  I think that building I point out is still there and near me.  So tomorrow, or the next day, I’ll take a “now” shot to compare it to.

I’ve got this cold, and bubonic plague too, I think, and we’re all taking it easy today.  But now I’ve got to decide about going to choir.  Tonight is the night when we don’t sit in voice sections anymore, but sopranos, tenors, basses and altos all mixed up.  It’s when you really feel like you’re harmonizing and part of a whole complex piece of music.  I love it and would hate to miss it.  But my coughing and sniffling might ruin it a little for those around me.

I can’t decide!

I’m once again cutting and pasting from one blog to another, but I can’t believe it. In fact, I didn’t believe it when I heard this was going to happen, but you can watch law enforcement in California conducting the dig for Roger Dale Madison right now, live. Mind blowing.  

To see for yourself, go here and click on the picture of the dig.   You’ll then be asked to register, which is free. I’m listening to the engine of the backhoe now, as I type.  I can hear that “beep beep beep” every time it backs up. I just can’t freaking believe this!

Regardless of my agnostic position on the existence of God, I would have loved to take my cats to this. It took place at Grace Church where I sing every week. But you know cats, they would not have appreciated it at all.  The trip would have traumatized them, and they would not have viewed it as a blessing.

Anyway, I have a cold so I don’t think I’ll go to the gym today. I honestly don’t know how this works though—would it matter one way or another if I went to the gym?  I try to go every other day and I haven’t been since Friday, so I really feel like I should go.

What else am I supposed to get done today?

Checking my to-do list … I have a ton of phone calls to make, that’s easy, that won’t tax me.  Back-ups, practice choir pieces, all completely do-able.

I don’t see lay around on the couch and continue to catch up on my tv backlog though, which is what I most want to do.