I know you all don’t come here to see stupid videos.  But in the videos’ defense, they are either really damn funny or really damn cute. 

This one is absolutely adorable.  Seriously.  Grover does a pretty good imitation of Isaiah Mustafa.

I promise you a snarky, silly or Sassy & The Bandit post tomorrow.

I promise.

On Saturday, I picked up my father because he wanted to hang out over at our house.  Instead, I hijacked him and made him come with me to find the stuff I’m still looking for to complete those stupid baskets.

He thought he remembered a store way out by Old Tucson that would have the cards so we drove out there and, of course, that store had been closed for twenty years.  I should have known.  My father is notrious for this.

I was still resisting the idea of buying the cards on line because the shipping was so absurd.  I couldn’t bring myself to pay for shipping when I knew they had to be in this town somewhere.  Really – 10.00 is too much to pay for a 5.00 item.  My Honey handily pointed out that I just spent $30.00 in gas driving out to Old Tucson.  Sometimes he’s not at all helpful.

So we came back into town and I drug Dad to some more antique stores.  I finally paid two lousy dollars for a deck of cards that were totally NOT what I wanted but made myself purchase because I was really beginning to worry about this compulsion.

I was sitting on the couch at home trying to convince myself and my father that they were fine.  Really, they’re fine.  Get over yourself, they will work and no one really cares about this but you anyway.  THEY’RE FINE!. 

When my phone received a text: I’m in Tombstone old fashioned cards 10.99.

I still have no idea why Michelle was in Tombstone, but I am absurdly thrilled that she thought to look for those damn cards while she was there.  I love the Internet!

And my aunt found the brandy snifter.

Thank you thank you thank you.  My sanity thanks you.  And My Honey thanks you because he’s tired of hearing about this whole thing.

Another great animation from Birdboxstudios.  This one I can even fit into the Quill Sister prefered era.

This has been cruising the internet for a while and I finally remembered to go fetch it for you all.  It’s very silly and quite enjoyable.

Today I’m at:

http://melissaalvarez.wordpress.com/

PLEEEEEASE come by.  This time it’s a little blog post written by me on the story behind the story.

Tomorrow, June 22 I will be “appearing” at the You Gotta Read Reviews blog for my first guest appearance.

http://yougottareadguest.blogspot.com/

Please head over there sometime and keep me company.

Just in case you interested – and why wouldn’t you be?  After all, this is good news unlike what’s on TV and in the paper.  This isn’t a story about an egregious national disaster or a sex scandal.

I spoke with my friend today and the bunnies are doing well.  In fact, they’ve opened their eyes and are eating 1/10 of an ounce of fortified milk four times a day. 

It has also been determined that they are jackrabbit bunnies not cottontails as originally thought. 

My friend is still carting them all over town with her so she can feed them and watch over them like a good foster bunny.

And they’re still peeing.  Everywhere apparently and prodigiously.  The site of the latest “incident” was the Department of Motor Vehicles.  If you ask me, that probably only improved the DMV.

I posted a fun interview with Kelli over at Tucson Romance Novel Examiner.
Pop on over and give it a read.

Tonight I’m writing away, hammering out chapter 25, when along comes “revolving door”.  When do you suppose revolving doors were invented?  I do.  There was a German patent for something similar in 1881 and then in the US in 1888.  That is distinctly not 1810. 

Really – historicals are such a pain.