I recently received a Facebook invite from my son. I’m on his “Friend” list and thus far still included in any and all types of invites. The party invite seemed vaguely familiar—I guess the words “Catholic School” caught my attention because I coincidentally received an invitation to my daughter’s Catholic school auction on the same day—by snail mail. It wasn’t nearly as amusing. We opted to go to my son’s party, it sounded a bit more intrigueing.

I’ve met with a publisher and she likes my book! “The Disturber of the Peace” (the current title) is a travel humor memoir of our year-long family adventure in France.

Shawn and her daughter saved Jack from the ravine down around the corner. Hopefully she’ll be in contact with you for a first person account of the rescue.

Missing—One straw-stuffed PUMPKIN-HEAD. Someone’s idea of a funny joke leaves local neighbor Ian Gunsel in distress. PUMPKIN-HEAD was last seen wearing a yellow rain slicker and sporting some yellow bunny ears. He was indeed a cheery site that would bring a smile to even the most cold hearted thief.

Has anyone asked you your name recently and you’re overcome with a mad desire to spout out some idiotic name—just to get a reaction? I recently visited a very busy Starbucks in Santa Monica, CA. I know what a surprise, me in a Starbucks. Anyway, the barista says; “Can I have your name please?” With a face like granite, no mouth twitches, I reply. “Fluffy.”

Easter done—and boy was it fun!

I’ve really tried hard to fit into the computer world—honest. I own a MacBook, and though it’s covered in suspicious funny-looking fingerprints, it still runs. I’m adept at a few keyboard shortcuts such as: Copy and Paste and the all important, Undo. However, I have to admit that I lack the basics, often times I lose the project I’m working on—no doubt those names for future grandchildren are drifting somewhere in cyberspace