I won a Grammy Award!
Just when I thought my weird life couldn’t get any weirder, you guessed it, wham out of left field (that would be the North field to us locals) there she was on my porch, gray hair in a bun, little round lens glasses, gingham dress and apron, a real dyed in the wool Grammy. While I appreciate the honor, I really don’t know what I’m going to do with her. The dogs don’t want to share their dryer box with her. Sure, they ate the pork-chop I had tied around her neck, but then they were off digging... Sign in to see full entry.