Cost of postcard postage to Canada – 50 cents. Entertainment derived from anonymously sending a complete stranger a postcard pretending to be a squirrel? Priceless. I have no idea why I do some of the things I do, believe me. But given the fact that I’ve done it, how weird is it that DrinkJack sent me a picture of a squirrel?

Ok, I did something today that I think may shock some of you. I apologize in advance. I don’t want to upset you. But, after I came back from running an errand this afternoon, I… well… you see…. I WORKED OUTSIDE IN THE YARD! shhhh… don’t be scared. It was freaky for me too. Actually, it was not so much the yard as the driveway. Over the past week we’ve had a lot of rain and wind storms. My driveway was covered in twigs, branches, needles and pine cones. Today was really the first day without rain, so I swept the driveway. It’s not a huge driveway, but it does curve to the side so it’s larger than one of those regular driveways. Normally, Ron uses a leaf blower to clean off the driveway. But it needs servicing. It’s got no blow, right now. Only Ron is patient enough to use it. I just wanted to clear off the driveway, not eat off it. So I used a large broom. I did it by hand!

Afterwards I was totally done in, so I had to come inside and read books. Speaking of which, I got a package in the mail today, well, yesterday actually, from England. Yes! How exotic. Elle sent me a book about Lord Byron. Except, in this book, Lord Byron is Vampire!! Oooooo… she knows how I love a good vampire story. Why shouldn’t Lord Byron be a vampire? It fits. And the book has the price in pounds on it! Trés European.

Stupid daylight savings time starts tonight. I hate losing an hour. Anything that deprives me of precious weekend time or sleeping time is not okay.