It was a dark and stormy night….

I like to write the first page of a novel. Not a synopsis, not a plan, not an outline. I don’t want to be a book writer, I just like to write the first page. I use to do it in my head frequently. I would spend days putting together the first page. Then I started occasionally typing them out and put them on my blog. For some reason my little first pages stopped coming to me.  I think they’re coming back, I keep having ideas pop in my head. Maybe I’ll start again.

My tooth got its permanent cap today. I’ve had a temporary on for about three weeks. It feels like I have someone else’s tooth in my mouth. This particular tooth was hitting my other teeth wrong so they completely changed the top.

I spent entirely too much time on Sunday trying to protect my stash of newly picked walnuts that I was drying in the front yard for a particularly audacious squirrel! I’m not sure which of us won the battle. He got walnuts, but I had to move them all inside.