Today’s Idaho Statesman ran photos (a contest and winners) of local scenes in Idaho.  It’s worth posting the link.  Some of the photos are outstanding and great images of the state I live in.   Enjoy.

http://www.idahostatesman.com/outdoorsphotos/gallery/942753-a942709-t3.html

So when we were at Disneyland, we wanted to make a lunch reservation at Ariel’s Grotto in California Adventure Land.  Me–I have a great head for phone numbers.  I memorize them.  But with the invention of cell phones and telephones where you simply hit one number and your party is dialed, my phone number memory has been dimming.

When we were at Disney, I could have sworn I saw the reservation number as a 1-800 number.  I told my husband–call and set us up for a 1:30 lunch.

We’re walking on the boardwalk past the roller coaster and he laughs and says he’s connected to an adult hotline.  He’s a big jokester and I figured he was messing with me.  Then he handed me the phone.  No kidding.  It was a recording for hot babes and how to hook up.  I realized it wasn’t an 800 number after all . . . rather, he should have dialed 714 (the Anaheim area code) then the number I gave him–which had D-I-N-E as the last four numbers.

It sucks getting old and senile.  But maybe there was an Ariel on the hotline . . .

PLAY THE GAME with Andy Griffith.  This one is a winner.  To view the hysterical trailer, click here.

http://www.apple.com/trailers/independent/playthegame/

So Saturday morning, I wake up, am half-asleep in the bathroom and I hear gunshots.  I bolt into the living room, ask my husband–what is that?!  Calmly over coffee and the newspaper he says it’s hunting season–day 1.   He wonders why I’m so worked up over it.  I explain, in L.A.–you hear gunshots and it’s not animals that are being hunting.  The 7/11 has been robbed or someone’s after someone.  Soon you’ll hear the helicopters flying over the valley in pursuit. 

The ducks on our pond were unusually chatty yesterday.  About 100 mallards were swimming and quaking, clearly shook up.  Probably the shot heard through the Boise area was their buddy down by the river.  I don’t like hunting.  Never have.  Never will.  I buy my meat in from the butcher block and that’s worked for me for years.

We ended up taking a drive into the mountains yesterday and we found this little lady wandering among the leaves, muching on branches.  I thought it was a deer.  My husband told me it was a cow elk.  What do I know?  I just thought she was cute.

Okay, so I messed up and accidentally erased the October Contest.  I’ve been able to re-enter many names, but not all.  Please take a look and make sure you’re still in the Contest!