Steps taken to get this picture: 1. Abandon your car on the side of the highway. 2. Run across the highway. 3. Sink to your thigh in a snowbank. 4. Wonder if this is how the deer died. 5. Take picture. The result? A creepy carcass picture that’s hard to explain. In my defence, there was a bald eagle sitting on it right before I took this photo. In my prosecution it’s not the first time I’ve done something that could have ended in “and she will stand as a cautionary tale for all”.
Monsters (not related to carcass photo)
I’m not sure which is more frightening the troll or my inability to take a selfie where I’m actually looking into the camera. Either way, we killed the troll later that day. Well, Mathilda did. (Click the picture to watch the troll die. Die troll, die!)
Die Flledermaus (not related to troll picture)
Totally not pronounced die flader mouse…I checked…twice. But it was a fun night at the Vancouver Opera anyway. Die Flader Mouse, die!
1. Tupperware was established in 1946. 2. My book is set in the 40s. 3. These facts screamed themed Tupperware Party. I may have found exactly what I’ll do when I have a book launch. I baked cookies and served candy cigarettes. Because, 1946! BTW, it turns out that when you sign up to sell Tupperware, you get a butt load of free tupperware. Yah, I’m totally a Tupperware consultant now.
The other reasons to host a 1946 themed Tupperware party? Jello moulds, pears and a husband in (costume) uniform. Mmmmm.