Needle In A What?

Readers may think from my lack of posting that I never left Tennessee. Fear not! I am safe at home on Graver Mountain and have people in my life again. I like people! My friend Diego says that he used to think he didn't like Italians, then he moved to the US and realized he just doesn't like people. (He was mostly joking, there are some people he likes.) Anyway, I feel the opposite. My mom and I went to the movies with some old family friends and when we got in the car to go home I said "I'm more fun than I used to be, aren't I?" and she confirmed. I talk now. And help out with the dishes. In fact I am currently working as my mother's butler since I don't yet have a job and can't afford to pay her rent, but dearly appreciate the very lovely roof and four walls.
This afternoon we did what any other couple of fun-lovin' gals might do with a free Saturday, we set up a folding table in the driveway and emptied the canister of the vacuum cleaner onto it and sifted through dust, pet hair and occasional dessicated insect body looking for the diamond that fell out of my grandmother's wedding ring. It is a real shame that we live so far off the road because the sight of us in shower caps and dust masks was really a treat. Sadly we did not find the diamond, but we did find some hardware and a couple of earring backs!
Lest you should worry about a soon-to-be 33 year-old living with her mother and sorting through garbage, I assure you I have bright prospects! I am possessed of a keen urge to feed and am on my way to gainful employment in the field. Soon after, I will be on my way to independent living (that sounds like I'm going to a retirement village) and thus will outwardly display the notion that I have already firmly espoused; I am a grown up!

Dog tired

Apparently there are those who go into a frantic state when unsure of my whereabouts; I must say its nice to have someone pating such close attention. I just rolled into thr Red Carpet Inn shortly before midnight, having begun my day around 7am. I am in Tenessee, just a short ways from the Virginia border. I have plenty of stories to share, but must now pass out from exhaustion...zzzzz!