Actually got a lifetime fill of Bluey, and just learned that dog is female. Who'd of known?
It was a gorgeous day...warm sun and cold air. At one point, Ethan and I laid on our backs and named all the animals and objects we were seeing in the cloud. "I see Dolly Parton," I said and he responded, "and I see her big butt." I pointed out that it wasn't her butt that was so large. We laughed. It was total joy.
At night, I attended an NCTE session on Writing (Re)Imagined which is a collection focused on younger writers, which I need to keep in mind, especially if we get the magical grant we've been hoping for.
We also got some rock-n-roll time. I feel bad that I'm chasing kids around Walnut Beach and my parents' aide, Michelle, is chasing my father, Butch, all around Cherry Heights. His inability to walk for a couple of days subsided, and now he's Speedy Gonzales again putting in everyone's garbage cans and intercepting their mail and packages as if they are for him.
We're getting a nor-easterner....they keep getting Butch.
Such is the way.
Son of a Butch for life.
