Friday, December 19, 2008
This week has been a sad one for my family as one of my parents' beloved dogs, Orion, passed away on Tuesday. We have had Big O since he was 8 weeks old and died at the age of 15 (almost 16). He has had problems with his hips and would lose control of his bowels, so we knew he wouldn't be around too much longer. My father came home from work on Tuesday and found him in the living room, so my mom came home and they called the vet. My brother, who had a special bond with O, wanted to have him cremated so he could have his ashes, so that is what they did. Their other dog, Sekkara, has been doing fine. She was a bit lost on Tuesday night, but my mom says that she seems to be doing just fine. We got Sekkara when she was 2 and we realized when we adopted her, that from her birth date and markings, that she was Orion's litter mate! Talk about coincidence. So brother and sister were united again. It was hard to explain to Dominick why Orion wouldn't be at Boppy and Grandma's house anymore, but I think his little brain processed about as much as it could, and he has been fine with it since. It will take some getting used to of being at their house and having only one dog there instead of two, but, such is the circle of life. We miss you, big guy.
Today is my last day of work until the 29th and I am so excited. I haven't taken the week of Christmas off pretty much since I started working out of college. Today we are getting hit with our first huge storm of the season: 8 to 12 inches by late tonight. It should start pretty much any time now and just keep going all day. We are pretty much guaranteed a white Christmas this year as this is the first of a couple of fronts that will plow through our area. I will definitely get some pictures of all of the snow as I'm sure we'll all be out shoveling and playing.
So, that is about all of the news that's fit to print on this Friday morning. Stay warm!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
This evening ended up being my most anticipated evening of the entire year. I was more excited about going to Grandma's house on Christmas Eve than I was to see what I got under the tree the next morning. I would sit in my room or in the living room and watch the clock and count down the minutes until it was 4:00. We always lived close to my grandparents, so it was never a long drive. We would get out of the car, grab the presents, and try not to slip and break something on the icy steps. When we opened the door, we were welcomed by the most marvelous sights and smells I will ever know. The warmth of the house and the warmth from the kitchen seeped throughout the whole house and it was like a great big hug just for you. We would take off our coats and boots and unload the presents, kiss our hellos, then take our places around the coffee table for snacks (my aunt and I always permanently placed in front of the chips and dip). Soon my grandfather would come home from wherever it was that he had gone (often shopping for himself, because why not) and we would sit down for our big Italian feast. Oh it was so good. My grandma would spend a week getting everything ready: shopping for the fish (or sending my dad), preparing the various dishes, etc. Dinner was always accompanied with great conversation and at least one horrible joke that my grandfather told. We would stuff ourselves silly and then the men took over for the cleaning of the dishes and table while the ladies sat and chatted. Eventually we would all make enough room for some Italian cookies and coffee, then we could dig into the presents. When we were little, and my cousins were little, my grandma always turned the news on so we could see where Santa was at the moment. We all played with our presents and laughed and had a good time. Soon, the evening would wrap up and it was back home for us. We always had my grandparents over for dinner the next day and that always made me happy.
As I got older, my grandmother had more difficulties putting dinner together. When I was in college, after my grandmother's first stroke, I spent the day with her breading and frying the fish and getting things ready for her. It was the only year we did that, but I will always remember it. My clothes and hair stunk of fish, but I didn't care. I think Grandma and I ate more fish while we fried it then we actually put on the table. As my grandmother's health declined, we continued going to her house, but we all chipped in to get dinner ready and together. Once my grandfather passed, my uncle took over the job of telling the bad joke of the year (very often the joke of the man with the suit with a sleeve that was too long). More time passed and my grandmother went into a nursing home and we had to sell their house. My mother took over Christmas Eve dinner at her house and we were always able to bring my grandmother over for dinner from the home. In the summer of 2007 my grandmother passed and each Christmas season gets a little harder when we discuss Christmas Eve. I still look forward to it, but it isn't the same without my Little Grandma. I will always remember how I felt walking into that house on Christmas Eve: so overjoyed by every bit of it: the warmth, the food, the decorations, the laughter, every last second of it.
Now that I am a mother, I hope that my children have the same excitement that my brother and I had in going over to their grandparents' house on Christmas Eve. When they are old enough, I plan to tell them all about my Christmas Eve love and all about their great grandparents. If it is one tradition I am determined to pass on as a parent, it is this one. While I know my grandparents are looking down on us on all of the Christmas Eves to come, it still saddens me that they aren't here with us. But I have so many years of wonderful memories with them that I am grateful for all of it.
Not to be a downer in a time when we should be all cheerful, but I think it's only natural for us to think of those we miss and traditions we grew up with, etc. So here's to tradition, family, food, and love!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Anyways, it was neat. Here's a pic of me with one of my awards.
In other news, I just picked out a stack of books from the library to read over the next week or two. I got:
Practical Demonkeeping by Christopher Moore
Stardust by Neil Gaiman
The Way the Crow Flies by Ann Marie MacDonald
Air Apparent by Piers Anthony (part of the Xanth series I'm a fan of)
The Terror by Dan Simmons
If you have any favorite books or authors, feel free to share them. I love to find new authors & books to read!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I wish the weekends were longer.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Life in NY has turned cold. Today we might be up around 60 and then we dive down into our winter mode - mid-30s - for the foreseeable future. We tend to usually get snow on Thanksgiving and not much of anything for Christmas. And if we do get snow on Christmas, we get about four feet dumped on us overnight. It's always a guessing game in western NY.
This is the first election where I left the news on all night. I ended up falling asleep somewhat early, but whenever I opened my eyes Obama had another state and kept inching higher, so I went to bed. At 1:30 when Dominick woke up, my hubby got up with him and said, "Oh by the way, Obama won" to which I replied, "Awesome!.... Zzzzzzzzzzzz". The next day was definitely a day full of hope and good feelings.
Oh, and if you want to see my attempt at Halloween, check out our Flickr page for a couple of shots.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
And here is the original Mad Men intro:
Simply brilliant. If you've never checked out Mad Men, I can't recommend it enough.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
I made the trip to the Sunken Gardens in St. Pete today. Fairly easy to find, only $8 for admission, and it was pretty neat. I suspect there is probably more in bloom in the "spring" or "summer', but there was still a lot of color going on in places. I pretended to be a photographer and took a lot more shots than I'm currently posting. Just wanted to get a few of my favorites up and I'll post the others later. I don't actually know what each flower is off-hand. They weren't always labelled and if they were, I was exactly paying attention. It was actually a hot, humid day. It must have rained earlier, as some flowers and plants were still damp and parts of the pathways were wet.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Since I have Friday off (a rare gift from work!) I'm thinking about going up to St. Pete and checking out the Sunken Gardens. If so, I shall take my camera along and play photographer.
Oh, so far, no luck with World Series tickets. I should know better than to believe promises!
Monday, October 20, 2008
I had the opportunity to go back for Game 7, but I had to decline as I had to work the next day and knew I would get home way too late if I went. I sent B off with my blessing and was intensely jealous that he got to be there and experience what it felt like when the Rays clinched the ALCS championship. I was at home, biting my fingernails, and experiencing a jubliation when that last out of the game was called that I haven't felt in quite some time.
I'm hoping I get to go to one of the World Series games this week. Take me out to the ballgame, please!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I look forward to getting the rest of their stuff. I have pretty much had this album on repeat since I first put it in yesterday.
For a trip back in time, here is some Sweet:
Sunday, October 12, 2008
(At the rehearsal dinner for our wedding. Dan did a reading for us.)
Now we are winding down for the night and winding down a really wonderful weekend.
I finally have some fall pictures to share. I thought it would be neat to follow the course of fall by following a couple of trees in our neighborhood to show how much it changes before winter hits. The huge tree is a couple of houses down and has always been my favorite since my parents first built this house. The second is a tree outside of our sliding glass door out back.
What I love about weekends like this are the clear blue skies and how awesome it makes the leaves look.
And here are two shots I got from the pumpkin patch. I was mad because even though I put two new batteries in the camera, it kept dying. Guess it's time for a new one!
That about winds things up for this weekend. Since this has been a trip down memory lane a bit, I'll close with a picture of me and Mary from 5 years ago, I only wish it was a little closer ;)
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I learned one of my best florida friends is pregnant. I find I'm very happy for her and a little sad for me.
work is insanely busy. all the rest of this week (including saturday probably) and next will be annoyingly busy. I already had one mini panic/anxiety attack at work, wondering if we'd get it all done on time.
I'm not wild about music videos but I wanted to share a song I came across recently in my effort to branch out and find new music to listen too. I like the lyrics to this song and it's a catchy beat. Thea Gilmore and "this girl is taking bets"
Monday, October 6, 2008
I am currently recovering from a nasty headache from last night. Saturday I had my third accupuncture appointment and felt lovely for the rest of the day. No pain in sight for the weekend. Then I fell asleep on the couch Saturday night with my head tilted to one side and that is usually enough. Last night I could barely get off the couch and the pain hadn't gotten much better when I woke up this morning. So with some hot water pounding on it in the shower, Advil, lots of Traumeel, it seems to finally be getting better. I'm really hoping that the acupuncture will be the cure all for these pains. If not, I think my last resort is to go to the doctor and see if there is something else going on.
I was hoping to get out and take some fall pictures this weekend, but it just didn't happen. This weekend looks to be more promising and since we are probably going to head to the pumpkin patch at some point, I think I will get plenty of pictures then. It is officially fall and I did a lot of work in the yard yesterday: pulling overgrown weeds and bringing pots in for the winter. I love fall so much, the crisp air and the changing leaves, but it means a long and brutal winter is right behind it. But I try not to think about it too much. It's how us New Yorkers make it through :)
Not much else to report. I have been meaning to post that if you are on Twitter, you can follow me on there as well. Here I am.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I did go to see Choke this past weekend and it was awesome. I have been slacking on writing reviews for BoO, so I will be doing that very soon. It was a great adaptation of the book and managed to get every plotline from the book into the movie without overdoing any of it. The performances were great as well.
Had my second round of acupuncture and it was just as good as the first. I have had one or two headaches since then, but I am thinking that it's just going to take a good amount of visits to get the pain under control. Until that point, I am going to buy a big tube of the Traumeel she gave me (as she calls it, "the elixir of life") and carry it with me all the time. I can't believe how well it works. Screw IcyHot or anything like that, this stuff relieves the pain within minutes, it's insane. So I have another appointment this Saturday as well.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Then we had to carry them over to the car. Again, bigger than I expected and heavy! But super cool. From a local chapel, I guess. Well, they didn't fit into the car. B had to call his uncle to come meet us with a truck. So I wandered back to the sale. Just as they were auctioned off a very cool modern couch. I had eyed it before but didn't seriously consider it because we had come in a car. Well. Now I knew there was a truck, so I went ahead and bid on it. SOLD.
It's going to go in my game room. The stained glass windows, I am thinking of painting the wood casements. Black? Cream? Might keep it natural for the set that's going to go in the living room. The other two will go in the game room. I will consider it money well spent ONCE they are up on the walls. I'm hoping they make as big an impact as I am hoping they will..... I will post new pictures when that happens.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I've gotten back into a running groove. Ran "the bridge" today, which was the first time in many many months. (I've been running a loop in my neighborhood the past few weeks). I definitely have a love/hate relationship with running.
I bought a t-shirt memory quilt kit the other day. Not sure what possessed me, as whatever sewing skills I have, haven't been used since I was a girl scout probably. But I do have a bunch of old t-shirts I refuse to throw or give away, but don't wear anymore and I suddenly totally saw how they would make an awesome memory quilt. Perhaps I shall photo document my attempts to create it...
Sunday, September 21, 2008
The other major happening this week was taking Logan to the vet. He had been scratching and scratching at this spot under his ear and Sunday night I touched the spot and it was bleeding. Logan was also very bitey and didn't want anyone to touch it. So, Monday a.m. I called the vet and got him in that afternoon. This was the first time in the 6 years we've had him that we had to muzzle him. He was just too bitey, but our vet knows that he is never like that. So she got a good look inside his ear and at the spot under his ear. There was no sign of an ear infection, but she said what was on his skin was called a hot spot. Could be from allergies, but it's just a topical irritation. So they took him in the back to shave down his fur and clean up the area. I asked if he needed a cone and she said yes, so he doesn't cut it open again. So, we once again have a conehead in our house. It has been a few years since he had one on, so it took some getting used to. So he is still bashing around and figuring out how to get up and down stairs. I did take it off the other day, but he started scratching it again, so we had to put it back on. Well, maybe this week we can take it off. Either way, he is a very sad pooch...
Not sure why his one eye is closed, probably just the angle or something:
Friday, September 19, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Adam Kimmel presents: Claremont HD from adam kimmel on Vimeo.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Baby, you set my soul on fire...
Spiritualized - "Soul On Fire" - Live from boostmobile on Vimeo.
Spiritualized - "Sitting On Fire" - Live from boostmobile on Vimeo.
I could probably watch/listen to these over and over all day.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Then, in one swift moment, I changed my plans and went bowling instead. And I had a blast! Went with bf, Poison Apple and her husband and Kimical Warfare. I haven't been bowling in at least three years but I've still got it. Well, I scored 124, 131, then got to a 94 in the fourth frame of our third game before our family fun pack of 2 hours of bowling expired. Really got me sentimental at how much bowling I did as a high-schooler, either at the Rec Lanes or the CAC in Sheryl. (only bowled at City Lane aka Shitty Lanes once or twice). Always a shock to see how expensive it is to bowl now. $5.25 a game?? and $4 for show rental??? good grief. I also think it's funny how few people seem to know how to score a game. I had to explain how a strike is scored (10 pins plus score of next 2 rolls). I was on a jr. league that came in last place and I still have the "last place bowler" pin somewhere. After our bowling time was up, we went to the lounge and drank pitchers, played darts and goofed off until late. And us ladies set a date for our Scrabble Tournament! Whoo hoo!
Too bad tomorrow I have to go back for another week of crazy stress at work. Sigh....I hope I survive.
So, here's to another season of my husband yelling at the players who can't hear him, to fantasy football stuff I don't understand or care about, and to finding something creative to do for three hours every Sunday while my husband plays out his affair with the television. After nothing but loud football for the afternoon, I prefer something more along these lines...
Friday, September 5, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Anyways I spent at least twenty minutes staring at these little guys, trying to get an accurate count. I think there were at least six of them. Hard to tell, they kept moving around and my point of view kept changing. I haven't checked on them since that day. Truth be told, I felt kind of bad for disturbing them.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
I am on to reading my first novel by Neil Gaiman titled Anansi Boys. I was told to read American Gods first, but I have this one out from the library, so this is going to be first. My husband and I read several of his Sandman comics and loved them, we also watched MirrorMask, so I'm excited to read his novels.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
I haven't read the Time Traveler's Wife yet. It's one my big list of books to read someday. Nicki's review leaves me optimstic that I might like it. A friend of mine recently sent me a box of "chic lit" books that she was done with. Not normally my preferred reading material, but they go quickly. In one week I've read four and a half. (After working to exhaustion, I'm too brain-dead to make conversation so I read. It's better than going to bed just to wake up right away to go back to work).
I've read: Talking to Addison by Jenny Colgan - It was ok. I kept skipping ahead because I got impatient with the main character. And it was a little too simple to see how things would end. If you're going to make it obvious how it's going to end, you should at least make the trip getting there enjoyable.
Spin Cycle by Sue Margolis - silly book about affairs and the washing machine man. Probably what most people call a "beach read"
Diary of a Mad Bride by Laura Wolf - I never want to get married (again) and have to plan a real wedding. Holy shit. I got a headache just reading about the fictional planning of one.
London Holiday by Richard Peck - I liked this one. Even though I could kind of tell what was going to happen, the characters are likeable and I was actually caught by surprised by something that happened at the end. I kind of feel foolish I missed it. But, props to author for that one.
Almost finished with High Maintenance by Jennifer Belle - Interesting main character but I'm getting annoyed with the douchebag boyfriend and I'm waiting for the shoe to drop. As I get more annoyed I read faster (re: skim) so I can hurry up and get to the end.
It's rare for me to Not finished a book, even if I don't like it. The only time in recent memory I have done that is with Anna Kourina (I know prolly mispelled that). Damn if I didn't try hard to like the highly praised "classic" but my god was it a total bore. And such a wordy bore! I gave up after 100 pages. Classic my ass.
My next book, which I'm about 35 pages into is Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk. Chuck is in my top five of authors. I am anxiously awaiting the film adaptation of Choke to come out next month. If you like things on the more dark and sinister side, I highly recommend checking him out.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
And now you know too. A lot of arm.
I've been working ALOT this past three weeks and it seems like even my dream life is taking a toll. I should have had a crazy sexy dream about doing it with Phelps in the Olympic pool as cameras rolled and people cheered and then crowned with his eight gold medals when it was all said and done with. But instead? We cuddle.
Doesn't seem fair. Damn you dreaming brain. Give me something better next time.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Lots of hugs on a daily basis...
The animals have always gotten along... more or less. The cats, in their true nature, love to torment poor Logan. He's big, so he doesn't move so fast, so they use that to their advantage. But, in his older age, I have caught him and Mystique snuggling up together. Some day I will be able to snag a picture of it. We have come to the conclusion that there will always be some four-legged critter wandering our house, and there will probably be more than one of them.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Band of Outsiders
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The timing of this storm is annoying for me, as we have certain deadlines we have to meet at work this week, and if we miss a whole day of work, it throws a huge monkey wrench in things. And now that I've just been promoted, I'm going to be running around with my head cut off tomorrow, making phone calls galore, trying to schedule everything. AUGH! I'm trying not to stress. But enough of that.
I am participating in my first football fantasy draft this year. I had to pick 3 NFL winners and 1 loser, and 4 college winners and 1 loser. Along with 19 other people, so that meant options got pretty limited pretty quickly. I did absolutely no studying up on it, I just made my picks based on whimsy. Well, that's not totally true. I do know more than I let on...but I'll never let them know that. For example, my first NFL winner pick was the Colts. Because I love Peyton Manning (he's such a nerd athelete and I so admire that). Then I picked Green Bay because I feel like they're going to have a burning desire to win and show that they don't NEED Brett Favre. "Favre? Favre who?" I was tempted to pick the Bills as my loser (sorry Brad!) but then figured with my luck, they'd have a good year. I don't expect to win or even place very high. I think my strategy was just to try not to come in dead last. Time will tell.
Haven't started my new short story yet. Surprise surprise. Maybe if I have a hurricane day I'll have some time to do so. Otherwise, it'll be another long long week of work. Oh, I guess I have a birthday this week, but I don't know if I'll have time to celebrate it in any way. Ho hum.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
You can check out my review of it here. Keep your eye on the site as we are working on an overhaul of the layout and I think you'll like it. It sucks that my vacation is already winding down, but it has been a great and very much needed break from the grind. Tonight, I will hopefully finish up season one of Mad Men and watch the new Burn Notice.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
My father on the other hand, was all about the motown: The Four Tops, The Temptations, Aretha, and anything else from that era. It didn't take long for me to share in my dad's love for this music. We would also sing along to any of the song that came on the radio. There were no Butterfly Kisses at my wedding, it was My Girl all the way. From each of my parents, there is a certain genre of music that I have a deep fondness and love for.
For my brother and I, we picked up on all of these influences and turned them into our own. My brother picked up the bass and mastered that. Later, he also took to playing the drums. His music taste went from rock and roll, to heavy metal, to death metal. My love of metal came right from him. I think I was the only kid in elementary school wearing an Anthrax shirt (thanks to my brother). We listened to new music together and stayed up late on Saturday nights to watch Headbanger's Ball and record our favorite videos. For most of my life, my ears were filled with Scott Ian's guitar, James Hetfield's voice, Cliff Burton's bass, and Vinnie Paul's drums.
When I reached fifth grade, we had the choice to learn how to play an instrument. I managed to pick the least feminine instrument a girl could play: the trumpet. But, I loved it. I dare say, I was kinda good at it. Even though I received countless dirty looks on the bus when I had to sit with someone, band was worth it. We had fun at practices, concerts, and getting for our NYSSMA solos. I learned how to read music, how each instrument was crucial to one piece of music, and developed my appreciation for jazz (thanks to Mr. Rowe in elementary school). But, once the high school years came around, my interest in playing took a hard hit. After a fight with my parents and then with my band teacher, I packed away my trumpet and started the four most miserable years of my life.
I was still a metal head, thought I opted for jeans and a band shirt instead of the 80s/early 90s metal chick attire of skin tight jeans, a tattered t-shirt worn off the shoulder, sneakers, and over-processed hair. The grunge scene started up and I fell into the Soundgarden/Alice in Chains group. A bit more hard and noisy than Pearl Jam or Nirvana. I went to a lot of concerts in high school: Ozzy, Metallica, Aerosmith, Soundgarden, Megadeth, Biohazard/Sepulture/Panters (free tickets and backstage passes made this one of the best concerts I've ever been too), among many other club shows I can't remember.
Always sticking to my metal roots, bands like Red Hot Chili Peppers, Beastie Boys (though I always liked them growing up), Weezer, and Nine Inch Nails were catching my attention. A different kind of noise and a different kind of rock. NIN made its way into my regular cd rotation and I traveled to Buffalo to see them live for the first time. Almost getting crushed during March of the Pigs aside, it was one of the best best concerts I've been to. There has always been something in the way Trent wrote and composed his music that reached a part of me that no other music has. Struggling with my inner demons, NIN has given me an outlet like nothing else.
Many years later, in a new age bracket (plus being a wife and mom), NIN is still my number one. My iPod has every release they've done and barely has room for much else. Nowadays, I have strayed from the mainstream and have started delving more into indie music. Along with NIN, my iPod contains, just to list a few: Lacuna Coil, Jane's Addiction, The Twilight Singers, She & Him, Saul Williams, The Sounds, Reel Big Fish, and the most recent addition of Spiritualized. I saw NIN for the second time about two and a half years ago, right on my birthday. I hadn't realized it until Trent addressed the crowd, but it had been 10 years since they had been in western NY. NIN was just as good, if not better, than the first time I saw them. I took my usual concert stance: close to the stage, off to the side leaning against the barricade, singing/yelling along, and letting every single beat wash over me. It had been since that NIN show that I'd seen a band live when my friend Jason asked if I wanted to go see his favorite band in Buffalo, Spiritualized. It was just as good as either NIN show I had been to, and on a much smaller scale. I can very much see why they are Trent's favorite band, as they are creeping up into my current top five.
Where is all of this going? I don't know. I had been thinking about all of this as I was painting our bedroom and watching/listening to Beside You in Time. Yup, I will probably be 50 years old, still blasting my car radio and rocking out while the kids in the next car over laugh and say, "Ha ha, nice try grandma!" And I will smile and say, "You don't even know."
It makes me wonder just how much these rabbits swim, because after a good afternoon rainstorm, that marshy area gets pretty darn flooded.
The ones in the backyard don't spook to easily. Though they will pay very close attention to you if you happen to be stalking them with a camera...
So they are kind of cute, but I prefer my snugglebunnies...all five of them. I'll post proud parent pics of them soon enough. Though it can be awfully tiring cleaning their litter boxes and cages...every two to three days. I'm a slave to bunny poop!
In other news, I had a wicked wicked dream the other night and I'm totally inspired to write a short story based on it. If I do, I mean, when I do, it'll be the first piece of fiction I've written in at least five years. I can't wait. Hopefully I will get a chance to start writing it this weekend....
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
This isn't the best shot, but the Snapdragons are growing nice and tall and making their presence known...
What I am really proud of are the two containers I have packed with Zinnias...
Every time I walk out the front door and see them, I feel like I have accomplished something. Hopefully I can continue the green thumb trend from here on out. It's funny to go down to Florida where everything is so much more tropical (big leaves, lots and lots of green) from up here in NY where everything is colorful and more... small.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Coming home late last night, I almost stepped on another frog or toad in the driveway. I took a pic with my cell phone, but it came out really dark. He was kind of big and ugly, so my guess, per my guide book, is a giant toad. Glad I didn't touch him...the guide says he's toxic if eaten by animals and the skin secretions can inflame human eyes.
Hey there! Welcome to a different kind of project. This blog is a bit of a brainstorm between myself, Nicki, and my nearest and dearest friend, Mary. The main difference is that I live in Upstate New York and Mary lives in Florida. We are very similar, and also very different, but one thing that always brings us together is our desire to be creative. This blog is going to be a place where we can play with that creativity and discuss whatever is happening in our ends of the country. So we hope you like it and that you'll come back often! Here we are...