Waking up in Memphis

Yesterday I sent the dogs off to Canine Connection and boarded Amtrak for an eight hour train ride to Memphis. I love riding the train, but it was my first time on this stretch of track, and boy, was it bumpy. As one passenger observed, if we had been on a plane, we wouldn't have been allowed out of our seats the whole time. But it beat driving.




I went straight to bed and woke this morning just in time to frantically iron, shower and change for three TV interviews on Memphis morning shows. In...