Howdy is the Texan’s way of saying “hello.” If you can guess where “Wanna go with?” is from, then you know where I’m heading today.
As you read this, there’s a good chance I’m on a plane headed north. Up to cooler temps. To the land where people end sentences with a preposition. To visit a sister who, when she asks, “Wanna go with?”, I ask, “With what?”
Some of you may be wondering who’s taking care of Ruffles, my 15-year old dog. Never fear. She’s not alone. She has her personal assistant with her -- otherwise known as son, house-sitter and dog-petter.
Figured out where I’m headed? No cheese curds involved.
And for that author (you know who you are) reading this and thinking, “Wait a minute. She’s supposed to be editing my manuscript,” no worries, I have it with me. As a matter of fact, right now (depending on when you’re reading this) I have my laptop open, manuscript on the screen, ear plugs in my ears, and I’m reading while swaying to the music and eating airplane peanuts.
Guesses? Nope, I’m not leaving the States.
Speaking of music, I figured out how to put the iTunes on my computer onto my iPhone. All you techhies are hrmmphing now, but this took me a while to figure out. I even left my laptop running all night ‘cause it said it was syncing. The next morning it was still synching, but it lied. It wasn’t syncing at all. I was not deterred. My perseverance paid off and now my 186 songs are on my iPhone and I am currently bopping to the music as I slash and cut…uh… leave supportive and soothing comments… on said manuscript.
I’m also leaving DH to finish resetting our alarm system. The other day, while DH was out of town, we had a lightning strike so close that it set off the alarm in ear-piercing screeches. Would not quit. I had to call him and scream over the squawks to find out how to unplug the system.
Okay….wait for it…I’m enroute to….Minnesota.
Wanna go with?
1 day ago