Topsy Turvy Day

THINGS I DID THAT I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO TODAY
1. Eat that "Simply Caramel" Milk Way bar just now
2. Have my picture taken at the Trib--if I'd known that was going to happen I might have put on makeup and lost ten pounds before going down there
3. Eat a Slim Jim . . .
4. . . . as well as some alleged "cheese" that came in the Slim Jim package
5. Feed the cat breakfast even though I fed the cat breakfast ten minutes earlier

THINGS I DIDN'T DO THAT I MEANT TO DO TODAY
1. Work on my novel
2. Review some picture books for TKE
3. Put on makeup and lose ten pounds
4. Pack my pajama bottoms which is why I am sitting in a hotel room right now in Logan with no pajama bottoms on
5. Watch the Jazz game--and if I'd done THAT I would have seen Millsap go crazy knocking back 11 points in 28 freaking seconds

Re settings (sort of)

My friend Louise and I have been thinking about places we wish we could have seen--Paris in the twenties, for example. Or Southern California in the forties when Orange county was filled with actual orange trees. Or my Salt Lake City neighborhood in the 1890's. Or London when Shakespeare was writing (in the spring, though--not in the winter).

Here's the place I'd really like to go--Logan in the late forties and early fifties when my Dad was playing football at USU. I remember something the late Hack Miller said in a column once--that pound for pound my dad was the "mightiest football player God ever made." I would have loved to watch him play and hear him lay a hit on someone.

Where would you like to go? And why?