The camera charger remains in hiding so I don't have a stitching photo to share so while sorting through the picture archives I realized that in 6 weeks and a day I'll be heading back for a brief stay at my favorite vacation spot (except for those requiring a passport, cruise ship or my niece Kelly) in the whole world...Universal Studios in Florida. Ohboyohboyohboy...
The building I work in has no name, it's an old house and the 7 of us working here are overflow staff from the main office so our location is referred to by address, which is on Senate St. Outside my window is a little sort of parlorish-garden-yard with several large trees that support lots of birds and squirrels and one day I caught this little guy playing in the tree and every now and then he'd stop, to rest I suppose, and look in my window. Finally, he just stretched out for quite some time and kept an eye on the window. I took this picture from my window just about this time last summer and yesterday I noticed he (or his successor) was back - just hanging out, being sure we were busy working over here at Senate. Since I didn't find my camera charger so I could show you some needlework, I'm sharing a little of my Senate Wild Kingdom. Maybe I'll designate Thursdays as Wild Kingdom day...
My internet adventures began when my roommate bought a PC in the mid-90s (yeah, I seem to start everything later than everyone else...what's your point?) I typed Teresa Wentzler (she who makes color do magic things as near as I can tell) in the AOL search box and fell into bulletin boards and the cyber-community of stitchers. What fun! People were stitching all over the place! I even de-lurked every now and then. And I'm fairly certain that stitcher's blogs brought me to blogs in general. After months of reading and watching people's progress on their assorted projects, it occurred to me that maybe all I needed to actually make some stitching (or knitting or tatting or sewing or insert hobby/task ) progress is to make myself accountable. Publicly so. Neat. I'll start blogging too. A year or so later, I decided that it really didn't matter what I named the blog, the writing was the thing so just get on with it already. So now three or four months after finally starting a blog, I'm well on my way to being the same type of blogger that I am stitcher (knitter, tatter, seamsress etc) - too casual to accomplish anything so I'm starting today to make myself more accountable. The only problem is that my camera battery is dead, the spare battery is hiding in the wilds of my belongings along with the charging cradle. So I don't have any photos of my works, but I do have a photo of a box of goodies I received in an exchange from Carol. Ok, now I've forgotten how to add photos... brb... Ok, got it.
It could be called Mmmmmythos. While dessert wasn't even the best part - it is the best looking. It might seem like faint praise considering the cafeteria-esque quality of most of the park eateries, but Mythos has been voted Best Theme Park Restaurant (worldwide I believe) five consecutive years and we're bettin' it'll soon be six.
Amy, Kim & Mike on Dr Doom's (No) Fear Fall...no really, it's them, but the zoomed version wouldn't save very well.
Recovering at Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville - shortly after the volcano blew - which I'm guessing is why the camera was focused on Mike's glass rather than us. Of course, this was post margaritas so maybe we really were that blurry. 
Amy, Kim and yours truly in Hollywood. The makeup show in the Pantages Theater behind us was entertaining as always, especially Kim's contribution when she attempted to pull the knife from the star's chest and he scared the bejezus out of her.
You might want to think twice after asking Mike & Amy for directions...
Dodging rain brought my peeps - Mike, Kim & Amy - to the Caro-Suess-el
