Well I ended up working most of the day Saturday, with a Bobbie "The Wonder Dog" Day in Silverton, a Swing Fling in Mount Angel to raise money for the band program in Mount Angel and trying to find information on a plane crash.
Three of the guys in the plane were from my coverage areas, which always makes it fun Monday morning. Tonight I called the sister of the man from Silverton and did a telephone interview. The funeral is on Wednesday and I am waiting to see if my editor thinks that's something we should cover.
Sunday also was a day where Violet made a huge mess in her bed. All I will say is that we ended up washing sheets, toys and even the comforter, which exploded in the dryer -- so there are feathers everywhere in our garage.
Speaking of feathers, I was working on the computer when I noticed something out the window. A hawk! I think it's a hawk anyway. I went outside to take some pictures and the darn thing wouldn't leave. It just sat there like it was saying, "What are you gonna do? Try something."
Cindy goes back to work in a week, so we are both pretty uptight about that.
Oh and my dad (Tom) turns 70 tomorrow... Happy Birthday DAD!
OK, I have stories to write...