Here's news from CNN, you can also find it on several other news outlets this morning. Apparently, the chairman of Barnes & Noble is talking about buying up all the stores and separating the Nook business.
I'm not sure how this will play out, there are advantages and disadvantages to going private. Will it save brick and mortar stores? Maybe, but it's likely to involve more store closings, most of them already in the works.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Here are three ideas for beating the blahs of being indoors during harsh weather.
Take a trip to the beach indoors: Get out some plastic bins and pretend to make sand castles. Pretend to “swim in the ocean” around your family room and get some exercise.
Pack a picnic: Lay out an easy to wash blanket and prepare a picnic lunch with sammies, apple slices and sipppy cups.
Go on safari: Make sure the house is warm and let the kids wear shorts or cropped pants and adventure gear, like a sun hat or binoculars. Don’t have binoculars? Make some out of a paper towel roll.
|Snow Tracks by K.Gibson|
Sunday, February 17, 2013
This looks harmless, but don’t be fooled. It’s three inches of plastic pain-in-the-you-know-what and the reason I practically had to crawl under our van the other day. Ok, so it was the Dublin Mudslide ice cream that made me do it, but it all started with that three-inch red nemesis.
The basic storyline is this. I’ve been doing the mommy-runs-around-town in frigid temps thing for a while. I needed a break, nap, drink, but I had to get a kid to school, another home to nap, and we were out of milk, bread, water, you get it. I summoned up the strength to get the first one to school and headed to the store. I’d made a mental list of essentials, but I knew with more snow coming, I’d better get what I could and get out. Then, there it was. The decadent flavors calling to me – Dublin Mudslide. Figures – ice cream in a snowstorm.
I get everything I can, mudslide included, and get on the way home. By the time we get there, my little one has had it, needs a nap. He’s unloaded first, since I only have a few bags. Unloading the rest, I bump my Siberian faux-fur hood on the plastic hanging from the ceiling and sit a bag back in the van so I can move the handle out of my way. You know what happens? The bag falls open and the only thing I bought for myself drops out and rolls under the van. Sigh. It may be cold, but the ice cream’s mine and I’m getting it. Somehow, it rolled almost exactly in the middle of the space under the van, so I couldn’t just reach for it. I had to get on my hands and knees as the snow is puddling in our garage to get my delectable treat.
And so I did. Then as I went to rush inside and clean myself off, I accidentally shut the sliding door on the garage handle. This is the same handle that controls the garage door. Snows coming and I can’t get it shut for anything. Plus, I have no idea what I’m supposed to do to make it work again.
I fuss and fidget. Running from one side of the van to the other in order to find out, again, and again, nothing was working. Nearly 20 minutes later, it worked. Some combination of jerking and pulling freed it so it could move the door. I was so cold when it was over I ended up having coffee instead. My Dublin Mudslide would have to wait, and it was well worth it. Just imagine – Irish cream liqueur ice cream with chocolate-chocolate chip cookies and a coffee fudge swirl. Yum, brr! Happy winter!