2) The pictured beast was in the middle of the road in my neighborhood. We have many times stopped to rescue box turtles ranging in size from pencil sharpeners to soccer balls, but this guy was something else. I did not take any photos until he was mad and retracted and on the grass, ALAS, but before he tucked in he was a huge globulous mass of ridgetailed lardy cruelty melting out from his low-slung shell. NOT a Box Turtle. He was a snapper, and he weighed a good twenty, maybe twenty-five, pounds. He had a hooked beak like a parrot and a murderous disposition. Still, I could not stand to leave him in the center of the road to get mooshed. The kids and I used a glass and metal picture frame to shove at him with his lightening fast snake-head shooting out and whipping around trying to snap our thumbs off, the ungrateful turd. We finally did herd him into a book crate and carried him down the hill and dumped him by the creek.
3) I forgot to do the Tuesday redirect! I had a HUGE pity party over on Five Full Plates, and did not invite you. Don’t worry, it’s not like there were cupcakes. Just whine and cheeziness, and unlike cupcakes, both whine and cheese will KEEP a couple days. It is the LAST week of the I DARE YOU challenge, and I failed harder with this one that on any of the other challenges I have failed thus far. In point of fact, I have yet to NOT fail a challenge…Mir won 10-n-10 and probably the org challenge as well, and Lydia is winning the comfort zone challenge by forming her own band, The Virginia Janes. Hands down, the winner. I walk around all day singing the song ROBOT and now my kids have picked it up.
THANK YOU ALL YOU BUTTON PUSHERS who are participating in the Virtual Book Tour. The count down continues…Only 48 days left for you hold outs to get in on the Hot button pushing Alabama Booksmith Action, get a signed and/or personalized copy of my latest (or any of my other books, for that matter). It makes a super gift, and you will be supporting both a fantastic Indie Bound store and, you know, me. *scrubs toe in dirt*
If, before you commit, you want to know more about BACKSEAT SAINTS (or my stupid dog, or my secret crush on that breath-stealing jerkface, Joe Camel), All Things Girl picked me as their May Cover Girl (!!!!!) Can I put “cover girl” on my resume, now, do you think? I think yes. I’ve been written up by this super-smart woman named Roxanne Ravenel, and part one is up. These are not your Gramma’s questions…Ms. Ravenel gives good interview!