ladies and gentlemen, jennifer mcgaha. [applause] >> good morning. thank you all for being here. the memoir about my life in the woods is actually out, came out about a month ago, flat broke with two goats has -- is my story of homesteading and all things animal. so i'm going to read you the first three pages to get started and then i will kind of fill in a little bit for you. >> the mailman. our mailbox stood next to the main road almost a mile away from the house. and because our driveway was full of holes and bumps and sagging telephone wires, most delivery people left our packages there, wedged against the mailbox flag. in fact, since our move here to the woods, we had only had one other group of unexpected visitors; jehovah's witnesses who sprang from their car, stuck a leaflet on the window ledge and were gone before i could get to the door. so i knew the mailman's presence meant only one thing, certified mail. and i knew that certified mail meant only one thing, bad news. still, i might as well get this over with. i threw down the towel in my hand and headed outside just a