A joyous revelation for my fellow ferrets! My parents and I were driving back from my mom's photographic show* and we passed a large parking lot. My mom pointed out the sign on one of them: "Look, Priscilla, it's your parking lot. It says P Star." I choked and spazzed and turned around in my seat to see the sign, and I couldn't believe my eyes. I quickly recounted the significance of P*Star ** to my parents, and they were equally shocked. I found this incredibly amusing. Sometime soon, I'm going to get my picture taken with the sign.

* okay, so she had one piece up. It still counts. Muah.

** For those that don't know, P*Star is an alternate name for the Espresso Ferrets collaboration group. Priscilla, Sannali, Tanja, Ann, Rebecca. We decided this was better than "prats".

And so that's my story. The moral you should glean from this tale is that my mom makes addictively good artichoke and parmesan dip, which I tried for the first time this evening. Indeed.