I thought I’d play a little catch up with my life today, since I’ve been absent so long, and hopefully that’ll get me back into a regular posting schedule.
First, let me announce that Henry and I are now fever free as of Monday. That made it a complete two weeks with a fever for me, which was ridiculous. That’s the first good thing to ever come from a Monday, let me tell ya.
We’re both feeling good now, but I have inexplicably lost my voice. So if you have my number, don’t call me. You’ll think I’m rude and/or creepy and just breathing heavily on the phone, when in reality, that’s me trying to speak. My husband has been laughing at me about it for the last two days.
While sick, I managed to miss a chiropractor, doctor, and tax appointment. I’ve since taken care of the taxes part, but I’m trying to get up the courage to call the other two back and reschedule. I hate phones, unless you’re like my bestie, then you’re never getting me to hang up. You’re stuck here. Forever.
While sick I gave up on finishing Allegiant somehow, and started reading Louis L’Amour westerns. I’ve read four and a half so far, and by that I mean four of his normal sized novels and half of The Lonesome Gods, which could probably fit six normal ones inside it. It’s one of my favorites, on account of I begged it from the library because me and my dad were the only ones to check it out in the last thirty years, and it was in about eight pieces.
It really helps when writing a dystopian western. Which is going well by the way. I’m back to full editing mode, and trucking along nicely. Skye is a fantastic beta partner and her reactions are invaluable to make the story flow. The characters are cooperating much better now, so it’s just a matter of keeping them alive from here on.
We had some lovely days last week before the wind decided to blow sixty miles an hour for two days, and me and Henry spent a lot of time outside. Have some baby spam. It’s good for you.
We’ve also been getting ready for the bull sale that Jarod’s aunt/boss puts on every year. Every body has kind of a love hate relationship with the sale. Some of the getting ready is kind of fun, and it’s fun to see all the neighbors there, but it also brings out the absolute worst in all of us and we all get mad and crazy. I’ll post more about that when it gets here.
I found a wii for dirt cheap on a buy sell trade group while I was sick, and pounced all over it, so we’ve played that a few evenings. We’re not video game junkies. Don’t worry. Jarod was rather put off that I beat him at every single game, but in both of our defense, I owned the game when I was a kid and had much more practice at it. I’m really excited for my Dangerous Hunts game to get here. If I could only ever own one game, that would be the one. It just might turn me into a junkie. It gets a little addicting when you keep being eaten by lions and baboons and such and you can’t figure out how to beat them.
My aunt started a Christian after school program with a group called The Good News Club....my auto correct changed that to Hood News Club, which might be fun, but that’s not what we’re going for. My sisters would approve though, I’m sure. They’re pretty gangsta since I moved out, which is depressing, because I was the first and original gangsta in that house and they laughed at me. I’ll admit, they’ve got better style than I ever did....mine was original though!
Anyway, the program. It takes place once a week, and they’ve had two so far. I went to one yesterday to help out. I think it’s going to be a blast once we all figure out how to work together to make it all run smooth.
My living room is a pile of laundry at the moment, so I should really probably get off the Internet and go do something about that.
What about you? What’s going on in your life? Is your laundry piling up on top of you? Do share!