Here's how it works: Anytime anyone talks about Schultz (our German Shepherd), that person has to pay a dollar toward the "Find Mama's Mind Fund." (Apparently my husband is sick and tired of my kids talking about Schultz all the time!)
Once enough funds are accumulated, an intergalactic search will begin. My husband thinks my mind is plastered under a giant asteroid that's zooming around in outer space. My kids think it fell into a giant moon crater. Where do you think it is?
(Oh, and if you want to contribute, feel free to stop by the wishing well my kids dug in my backyard and throw in some coins!)
Now here's the other thing for today. I'm a little early on this, but I'll be at a string teacher conference this week, which means I'll be unplugged for a little while.
M. Pax, Suze, and Nicki Elson have teamed up to create this really cool blog hop. Here's the scoop:
You're up before dawn on a Saturday when the doorbell rings. You haven't brewed your coffee so you wonder if you imagined the sound. Plonking the half-filled carafe in the sink, you go to the front door and cautiously swing it open. No one there. As you cast your eyes to the ground, you see a parcel addressed to you ... from you.
You scoop it up and haul it inside, sensing something legitimate despite the extreme oddness of the situation. Carefully, you pry it open. Inside is a shoebox -- sent from ten years in the future -- and it's filled with items you have sent yourself.
What's in it?
Well, where do I begin? I guess first, I'd have a few copies of the books from the current chapter book series I'm working on, just to prove that I actually did get a publisher for them! Then I'd throw in my son's high school diploma to show that all of my tiger mom antics for getting him to do his homework have paid off. And then I'd throw in my mind, because, as you've read, it's missing, and I'd sure like to know what I did with it!
See you when I get back!