THE PERFECT TABLE

I know....it looks messy...but this is absolutely the PERFECT TABLE. My fabulous boyfriend spent the weekend...not only building this perfect table for my sewing projects, but also stacking ALL of my wood on the porch, and caulking the tub. I am LUCKY...or perhaps just so fabulous myself that I deserve such treatment. This table has in two weeks revolutionized my entire work process. I no longer must crawl around on the floor to cut out patterns...weaving my way through the dog pee stains....and ending up with numb knees and a sore back. I feel so very professional! Ginger loves it too....plenty of space underneath to hang with mommy during her long, boring craft sessions.

The REAL Forks

I know, who cares? After all, I am 40 years old and perhaps should be a bit too adult to read and enjoy the Twilight series....but I am not. I just eat that stuff up! I do have a viable excuse. I lived 16 miles to the west of Forks for two summers. Stephenie Meyer does a great job of describing the environment in her books. It is grey, most of the time. When the sun comes out it hurts your eyes, simply because they aren't used to it. The air is damp and smells clean. The forests are dark, very green, and deep. The beaches are sublime with areas of rocky coastline, pockets of grey sand, and sea stacks offshore. The variety of wildlife and plantlife is impressive. Forks is a small logging town with one main street, one grocery store (Thriftway), and one coffee shop. The mood is dark and somewhat depressed, reflecting the daily sky. I believe I really enjoyed the remote feeling. I like not having too many options...and Forks definitely catered to that desire. The chainsaw shop carried great gardening shoes, and the Thriftway, well....the Thriftway carried everything else. Forks was the hub of the area, 16 miles from Mora where I lived. Once every two weeks I would drive to the thriving metropolis of Port Angeles (also mentioned in Twilight) to see a movie, or go eat Italian, or go to the bookstore....just like Bella. All of this being said, I can't help but set the record straight. The Twilight movie does a fair job representing Forks aside from one obvious departure from reality. Forks has absolutely NO diversity. You wouldn't see people of different ethnicities attending the high school. Forks is smaller, too...without the nice brick buildings as shown in the movie. I first picked up Twilight as an audiobook from the library...for a driving trip back to Washington. This was prior to the "Twilight explosion." I thought it looked easy to listen to, and caught my eye because it is set in Forks....a place I had lived.....a very obscure place....I was quickly sucked into the story and the characters....annoyed at times by some of it....but enamored of the choice of location. Having lived there, I could easily imagine a story like this taking place in and around Forks...as it is magical and strange and remote.

Popcorn's Got A Brand New Crate

No, it hasn't snowed quite this much yet...but I am looking forward to cross-country skiing. I finally did the deed today and unpacked the new crate I purchased for Popcorn. I didn't want to have to use it, but her newly developed talent for opening the doors in my house to get to her favorite pooping spot has pretty much forced the issue. She is for the most part, a delight. Her personality is starting to blossom. She is a true cattle dog, with the smarts, humor, and intensity found in the breed. When I hobble down the street with my little 1-eyed red and spazzy deaf blue all who pass comment on her beauty. Poor little fuzzy Ginger is no longer the attention-getter for alas!, Popcorn's good looks steal the attention from Ginger's eye-hole.

Thoughts From a Fuzzy Mind

Welcome to my blog. I am an old, somewhat smelly red heeler who is very opinionated about most things. My fuzziness (a plus) outweighs my bad breath and snooty attitude, thereby allowing me to continue staying at my lovely cabin in Moose, WY and snuggling my mom at night. I've created this forum so that my mom may express her thoughts....as she has many. Every so often I will chime in with a bit of old-dog wisdom. Feel free to comment at any time and keep the treats a comin'.