If..

If I stand over there atop Mount Everest and tapdance in place until it snows, would you penguin-waddle along Santa Monica Pier at sunset and sing the Oreo song?

Ah, silly fern, you snicker and elbow each other in the ribs as you grin. You KNOW I'm not about to climb Mount Everest, or Mount McKinley or Mount Whitney, or even Mount Anthill in the front yard. Those of you who know me know I have an irrational thing about heights. (Those of you who REALLY know me know it's not so irrational, is it?)

Ah, gentle reader-grasshopper-friend. Notice I said 'if.'



And what if I said I were a mountain goat in a dirndl? What then?

-=-

Don't mind me. I'm just tired.

So I'll leave you with a couple of ideas for Aunt Ida's birthday. Go visit the store - http://www.myferngarden.com (and click on Shop). Find a tile treasure box from an Irish county you think she might have said she's from. Get that and a matching mug - the coupon sale ends 7/26 (code is SUMSAV into checkout box).

(Goes off to start practicing tapdancing)