It’s been a couple of years since Mike and I ventured out to the Reuben Awards, and it was definitely due time. This year it took place in Vegas, which was both fun and decidedly tiring – more so for the time difference than anything else. Note to self: stay on your own coast unless you want to fall asleep in the NCS-sponsored buffet.

Anyway, as usual, we were pleased to see some old friends as well as make some new ones. Unfortunately, we forgot to bring along a real camera, so Mike faked it by playing paparazzi with his cell phone. I apologize for the poor quality of these photos.





Here’s a shot of the resort we stayed at. Not bad, eh?


With Michael McParlane, who was nominated for newspaper illustration. He also mentioned he recently completed two marathons. Sheesh. (excuse my red eyes – extreme jet lag).


With Hilary Price (Rhymes with Orange) and King Features editor, Brendan Burford.


With Greg Cravens and Mark Parisi (who won the cartoon panel division — go, Mark!)



With Stephanie Piro, another mega-talented nominee for cartoon panels.


One of my many hair-in-the-face photos (the wind was blowing something fierce) with Dan Thompson.  Hey, will that wine glass ever be set down?


Holy crap, it’s a bad pic of me with Mell Lazarus, one of my childhood heroes!


With Chris Sparks. I’m signing my page in Richard Thompson’s copy of the “Team Cul de Sac” book. Pick up a copy if you can. The book is absolutely stunning.


A glimpse of Jim Davis after his presentation.


Yes, hubby finally made it into a picture! At the NCS banquet.


With John Hambrock, always a sweetheart.


With Dan Collins, Jan Eliot, and Susan Camilleri Konar. Excuse the demon eyes.

We took many more photos, which unfortunately didn’t come out so well. Hopefully next year!

Reubens, Bones and Cling-ons…

As my family knows, I usually don’t recount our happenings verbatim in the strip (other folks’ experiences…well, that’s a different story). But once in a while, some sneak in. The “Bones” incident, for example.

A few months ago I went out during the evening while my husband watched our girls. He was sitting in the bedroom, flipping around stations, while the kids did their nighttime routines of brushing, flossing, etc.

When they were finished, they came into the bedroom to keep their dad company. Well, he was watching the TV show “Bones,” and apparently decided (even though there’s a disclaimer at the beginning for graphic content) that it was completely appropriate material for a 9 and 7-year-old.

Needless to say………


Okay, so I switched “TV show” to “DVD.” But you get the picture. Let’s just say we had company in our bed for the next week. Ahem…I should say, I had company. I was the one they woke up hourly. I was the one they clung to or dragged back to their beds at 2 am. Isn’t it funny how the wife ends up paying for the husband’s mistakes? The only redeeming thing about it was Mike did eventually apologize. Only after he let the 7-year-old borrow a Stephen King novel (joke).

Movin’ on…


Mike and I did our every-other-year pilgrimage to the Reuben (cartooning) Awards in Jersey City this year. We had a lovely time and, as usual, met some new faces while enjoying time with some familiar ones. We managed to sneak to NYC as well, which rounded out the trip nicely. The only thing I did a little differently this time: I brought along my laptop and actually colored a Sunday strip in the hotel room. Some habits can’t be broken.