I'm on vacation for the rest of my life, which means following my whims.  Michaela and I went to the Shakespeare Festival in Cedar City and stayed at the Big Yellow Inn, which is like a museum of interesting old stuff.  We saw two comedies and ate Peruvian food.  And listened to podcasts all the way there and back.  How fun is that? 

We have some renters in Charlie's house.  They seems really sharp and George has rushed them with best friendship.  He loans them everything and has even given them keys to our house, which they used to borrow pillows.  He uses them to watch the cows while he's gone and says they are going to paint our house, which makes me suspicious.  They even said they would wash our windows? Really.  If it's too good to be true..........