Month: November 2002

Here is a link to the page I made about our Wiggly adventure south to see the Wiggles.

This morning when I woke up and thought about the long drive from Leominster to New Haven I started to wonder what the hell I had gotten myself into…but off we went, loaded down with a Leap Pad, a Game Boy Advanced and some books. The Leap Pad lasted almost all the way down…two hours. I thought MapQuest was kidding but I guess not. You get to by-pass Hartford if you are going south on 91, so other than the backup caused by the car fire “Oooh, that’s not good” we didn’t hit any traffic.

The show…unbelievable. I’m in awe of what these guys do THREE times a day for all these little kids. Even as I type this, they’re in the middle of another show. And they were doing one while I was in the middle of my drive home. That’s a LOT of work, folks, given that they do not stop moving through the whole show. Unfortunately, most of my pictures stink because of that, but I will share some anyway. Look here for a link, maybe by noon, that will have the recap and the pictures. Here’s a teaser for you, with one of the better pictures:

Me and The Boy are driving 2.5 hours tomorrow to see my Anthony Wiggle in concert in New Haven! I got the tickets tonight and they are FANTASTIC! I’m so excited, I’m beside myself.

Anthony, if you’re reading this, we’ll be in the mezzanine box seats directly in front of the stage. First two seats. That’s us, the cute little boy and the woman who loves you.

Photos here tomorrow after I get home.

It’s my Thanksgiving article again! It’s that time of year…Mary Shomon, my health hero, is republishing my Turkey Day thyroid article. I know this because a) I get her newsletter and b)I am getting a lot of fan mail suddenly.

I have to say these thyroid folk are very sweet. Not like you regulars, who let me toil away at the keyboard without so much as a peep (well, except for you, Anji, but you’re the only one! Wanna read for yourselves? See Put Some Gravy On That / Thanksgiving Ruminations of a New Thyroid Patient. And anyone reading who would like something written for YOUR newsletter, website or what-have-you, you know I’m available for freelance work, right?

For a while, Junior and I were going to bed at the same time. It just seemed easier that way. We’d both hike up together, and while he had to be in a dark room, supposedly sleeping, I would sit in my bed surrounded by fun things to read. It was actually working out well for both of us.

Then I signed up to write a novel in 30 days and suddenly I get to watch it change from one day to the next. I don’t like staying up this late, for the record.