Writing
Progressed some on the writing today and it’s interesting to see how the world develops and how the characters develop. It goes slower than I want, but sort of in that way that happens when you’re wandering through an antique…
Bad luck comes in ???
Today I woke up to find a dead fish in the fish tank. He looked pretty rough. I think he might have been doing things he shouldn’t. Anyhow, he’s gone to a burial at sea. Later today, a big windstorm/thunder/lightning…
computer talk
Let’s start by saying I’m not a tech person. I frequently have NO idea what I’m doing. But I found out about this program call CleanMyMac the other day and so I got it for my two macs. Cleaned up…
Things that infuriate
I was checking out my stats today on my blog, and it was disheartening, nay infuriating, to discover that several people had found my website by searching for free versions (aka pirated versions) of my books. I’m assuming that after…
Lucky
I am one of the lucky ones at the moment. The temps here are in the 80s. (I’m a heat wimp, so that seems hottish, but nothing like so many others). I’d rather be out on the Oregon coast right…
a day in the life
Went Crystal digging two days in a row, thanks to the encouragement of a good friend and my kids. Turned out to be lucky. I found a lot of little crystals and one gigantor crystal the size of a small…
It’s hot
Sticky, sweaty, and nasty hot. Okay, not as hot as many other people, but I’m a heat wimp. W.I.M.P. Yesterday a friend from Salem drove all the way out here to surprise me. I was! It’s so very nice to…
Progress is Progressing
The past few days I’ve been herding cats, er, kids. I’ve had a spare one over and we’ve been playing a fair bit and swimming and now there’s peace and quiet. For now. Because mine are asleep. It’s been hot…
Being Fair
Since I did a post yesterday on my son and washing dishes, I figure I should be fair on what happened this morning. Kids did the following: emptied dishwasher Closed the windows fed the dogs fed themselves scooped dog poop…
No. Dishes do not magically wash themselves
Boy: Mom, we’re all out of clean spoons. Me: So wash some. Boy: Could we use forks? Me: Use spoons. Wash them. Boy: *confused* Me: take the sponge, put soap on it, wash. Boy: But they’re all in the dishwasher…