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About brandib1977

I'm a single gal living in rural Appalachia. I have a job that keeps me busy and a to-do list so long I'll never see the end. Adventures- both big and small- are an important part of my life. Since I don’t even have a houseplant depending on me right now, I’m free to do basically whatever I please. This blog tells some of those stories. Life is pretty darn good!

Photo Scavenger Hunt: Something Clean

Something clean turned out to be even harder than I expected and I sort of knew it would not be easy.

Here’s what I found!

A fresh kitty shaped sponge.
A rubber ducky!
Clean towels, fresh from the dryer.
A vintage powdered cleanser holder.

Next week’s challenge is Something Sharp. Are you playing along?

Happy Halloween!

Some people believe that black cats are bad luck. You know what my little black cats has to say about that?

This picture says it all. He sticks out his tongue and says those people are dumb.

If you have a black animal just know that you are a lucky pet parent because they are the best. Also keep them indoors and safe tonight. There are cruel people out there who will do terrible things to a black animal or any animal if given the chance. Another reason why I typically like cats better than many people.

Here’s another look at Scout, dressed up a few years ago.

He didn’t care for that hat.

Happy Halloween, friends!

West Virginia Book Festival

Sometimes it’s nice to go places where we feel like we belong. Depending on your interests and where you live, finding those places can be a real challenge.

That’s why it was such a treat to spend Saturday at the West Virginia Book Festival in Charleston. This was the 19th year. I have attended a few times but Saturday was the first time I spent almost the entire day.

We went down the night before and did some book shopping, had dinner, and rested up for an early and active day.

There’s an enormous used book sale at the festival, the kind where people show up with wagons, big totes on wheels, and shopping carts to stock up on their favorite books and movies. There’s also a marketplace with nonprofits, small publishing houses, self published authors, and people selling bookish things. There’s stuff for kids to do. There are writing workshops which I didn’t get to participate in because I spent my whole day listening to authors talk and then waiting in line to have books signed.

It was marvelous.

Craig Johnson

We heard historical fiction (and now magical realism) writer Kate Quinn talk about her career and about her most recent books. We heard nonfiction writer Margot Lee Shetterley talk about reaching for the stars and her book Hidden Figures as well as the movie of the same name. We also heard Longmire series writer Craig Johnson whose presence reminded me of a front porch chat with a favorite uncle.

Each of them was informative, entertaining, and inspiring in their unique way. They all were kind and friendly when they signed my books. Craig Johnson was downright jovial, excited to meet his readers and to support local libraries. He even volunteered his time for a ticketed reception the night before to raise money for the library. He also stopped a minute to offer solicited advice to a wannabe writer like myself.

As someone who enjoys books and words, I admire all three of these writers for their perseverance and ability to make a living doing something they love. While a lot of us dream of writing a book, they have devoted their careers to doing just that and being successful at it.

Here in Ohio, I have seen a number of book fairs and events advertised but there doesn’t seem to be much in the way of author talks or writing workshops at these events. Sometimes you can see an author speaking at one of the bigger libraries or bookstores. Lately, a lot of these talks have gone to a ticketed format where you get a book along with admission. This isn’t affordable to many.

So, what a gift it is to the world that West Virginia puts on such a professional event packed with literally more than you can do in a day. It is free and the booksale prices are more than fair, making it accessible for about anyone who wishes to come and listen or take home a bag of gently used books.

I admire and envy the folks down there and already look forward to hearing who they will have next year,

We did skip out on the most popular speaker of the day. RL Stine drew such interest that people were lined up before the event doors even opened to get a coveted ticket for his book signing, The 83- year old was signing just 150 books and there were numerous rules surrounding who and how that would happen. Even more people were lined up all day just to hear the man talk with young and old fans who were dressed in their swag and buzzing like they were about to meet Elvis.

It was both exciting to witness how enthusiastic people were to see one of their childhood favorites and a little weird to think people would devote their entire day to seeing a kid’s author on stage.

I will stick with being glad that there is a dedicated event to celebrating books and authors in the state of West Virginia and being envious that we don’t have something of such high caliber closer to hone. I returned home feeling enthused and invigorated. I had, after all, spent the day among bibliophiles and it was lovely.

Friends, go find some people with whom you can simply be yourself while you do the things you enjoy. It’s worth it! I promise!

At Least He’s Cute

Scout has had a rough time these last six weeks or so. He has an ongoing issue that seems to flare under stress like when I leave for too long at one time. Since this problem is related to litter box performance, I have spent much of the last several weeks hyper focused on his potty habits.

While I always try to keep his box clean, it’s immaculate if I’m awake and present to tend to it. This fall, he has grown accustomed to a certain level of attention where I praise him for going potty and then immediately clean up after his royal highness.

Yesterday morning he evidently was disappointed that I wasn’t awake to tend to his box at 3:30 a.m. I didn’t hear when he scratched at the wall after completing his business. I didn’t hear when he pulled the scooper out from between the box and the wall and heaved it into the middle of the bathroom floor. I also wasn’t conscious when he set to work kicking litter three feet across the floor with the zeal and skill of an Olympian headed for the kitty winter games.

When those things failed to rouse me from my slumber, my house panther jumped up on the bathroom counter and used a well manicured paw to open a cabinet door and then slam said door.

It started slowly, of course.

Then he picked up the pace, opening and then SLAMMING, opening and then SLAMMING, over and over again.

By the time I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the light, he had abandoned his revelry and was sitting so prim and proper waiting for my prompt attendance to his concerns.

He watched carefully while I swept up the litter, scooped his box, and tied up everything in a TJ Maxx sack before dropping it in the trash can.

He jumped down, sniffed at the box and, evidently satisfied, followed me back to bed. He was snoring in minutes. I was awake for an hour wondering if he’s always been such a little maniac or if he is worse now.

Oh, the things a pet parent will do for their children. It’s a good thing he is cute.

Scavenger Hunt: Something To Eat

This week’s photo scavenger hunt theme was Something To Eat. Here is some of what I found!

Pumpkins
I liked the logo.
The light and shadows of this carton of eggs is nice.
One of my favorite summer snacks.
More product packaging. See a theme?
Biscuits are one of life’s great small joys.

Candy is always so colorful and pretty!
This is technically something to drink.

The week three theme is Something Clean. I will need to ponder on this one. Wish me luck!

Want to play along? Here’s a photo of my challenge.

It looks a little rough and wrinkled because I dragged it around for four days back in the spring but never did anything with it.