January 22, 2006
A Short List of Things I am Missing
1) A clue about what I am supposed to do in Augusta in three days. Remember that thing? ? Yeah, well, no one has ever sent me a cheerful, follow-up "SEE YOU IN AUGUSTA!" note that that might contain a CLUE as to WHAT I am 'sposed to do there and where I am supposed to do it and with or to whom. Once again, if you have ANY THOUGHTS about why I have half of next week on my mother's calendar labelled with the words WATCH KIDS WHILE JOSS IS IN AUGUSTA...well. Some mysterious person or group or institution in Augusta and I would both like for me to show up there.
2) National Skwull Appreciation day. In fact, I already missed it. It was yesterday. (Skwull, for the uninitiated, is A Maisy Word for those sleek-headed and darling fuzzy butted yard-prancers that my father calls Tree Rats.) Who knew Skwulls had their own day to be appreciated? I am going to head out in a few and, even though I am a day late and it is pouring down rain, stand in my yard and appreciate the HECK out of some skwulls. (My dad is here on a visit, reading over my shoulder, and for the record, he says he would like to, "appreciate them through the crosshairs of his rifle." More of a BIRD person, my dad.
4) In a related miss, My Mental Health, which seems to attach to Scott in a devoted WHITHER THOU GOEST, Ruth to his Naomi way and leave town right when he does. It's been gone a solid ten days and I am starting to make random animal noises at passing cars.
5) Four hours of last night's sleep. I am going to see if I can go find some of THAT right now.
Posted by joshilyn at January 22, 2006 2:10 PM
I suppose you weren't going to Augusta to appreciate Skwulls or catch up on some sleep... Yup, helping people find stuff and/or remember has never been my strong suit. So here's hoping one of your other faithful readers is clever enough to dig up a clue, or the Augustinians-that-be are kind enough to send a reminder note. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you!
My husband's grandfather had a squirrel that spent most of last summer and fall insisting on eating away at the front steps to his house (wooden steps, just to clarify). He tried everything to get it to stop, but nothing would work. Then my kids read something about "Squirrel Appreciation Day" in one of their magazines and made a point of telling Grandpa about it. His feelings about how to appreciate his squirrel were pretty much word for word those of your dad's. ;)
The Augusta thing just distresses me. Which I'm sure is nothing compared to how YOU feel. But it wasn't just a day trip, so it sure seems like SOMEONE other than you would've had it on their schedule and contacted you by now. Any chance there was some big booksellers thing there that got cancelled? Or do you have a friend in Augusta that you might be supposed to visit? I'm going to go FRET about this for you now. So you don't have to. See what a good friend I am? ;)
hey i missed 4 hours sleep last night too...it's going around!
I LOOOOVE the word Skwull by the way :)
Can't help with Augusta though...how weird...
I took care of Skwull appreciation for you, Joss.
E-spouse leaves today for five days, so I'll be joining you in missing my Mental Health. Ironically, he'll be in Atlanta.
Maisy's skwull reminds me of a book I read to Benjamin where they go on a great adventure to save Christopher Robin who is at Skull according to owl who apparently didn't learn phonetics... but then if he had, we'd not have such entertainment.
I just can't imagine you losing an email or letter that asked you to some wonderful Augusta event. Have you totally given up googling yourself?
I like squirrels, it's the rats at the bottom of the bird feeder I hate.
I LOOOOVE the word Skwull, too!
I did try and help you remember, I really did. I googled it, see:
but it refuses to tell me where you are going to be, other than maybe Augusta.
I'd like to be in Augusta, it sounds nice.
I Googled "Augusta literary Joshilyn" just to see if maybe they screwed up and called you Johson or something. No dice. Augusta DOES look nice, however. And I like the workshop you did on "pickup lines." Not sure why THAT showed up.
Maybe we should just all come to Augusta with you and have a big parade with banners saying "DO YOU KNOW WHERE THIS WOMAN IS SUPPOSED TO BE?"
It could be like Where's Waldo, only not exactly.
I found a review of "gods in Alabama" at the following:
It's by a woman named Mary Beachum. Maybe she knows why you are going to Augusta?
I was checking my stats the other day, and someone was trying to google your mystery Augusta appt, and I was one of the hits LOL.
But I have no clue :::hanging head::::::