Or perhaps its a mirage.

Just getting ready for lunch (yes, my favorite time of the day).

After the ructions of going to the UK, all the hasslesome travel and losing my mobile (horror of horrors)  and possibly an amber bracelet (I will cry A LOT if I really have), today seems to be settling down nicely. I ordered a laptop and a new phone over the last couple of days so am very excited about their (probably not so-)imminent arrival.

Imagine, having a computer I can use all by myself

ANYWHERE!!!!

They are not allowed on it. Oh no! It's mine I tell you, all mine!

Except for... 

You know its going to happen, of course. On holiday, or a day when one of us is working and the tv blows up or something... They'll get their hands on it eventually, but I'm going to put that moment off for as long as humanely possible.

I finished the story for Liberty Hall. Have to do a couple of amendments and then post it. I wrote a little more of Moy Tura Echoes last night. And my crit group will be looking at the first chapter of May Queen this week. I got a rewrite request for the poem "Dr. Dee's Angels" - did I say that already? Can't remember. They like the last 3 verses. I haven't made enough time to look at it yet. I want to get the novel ready to go first. It's eating my time away and whenever I sit down to it great chunks of time seem to be devoured. But I will get there eventually.

So, not a lot of news, but in a better mood. Aren't Libraries great?

R
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( Jun. 20th, 2007 10:24 am)
Yes. Another one of those days. In about 20 minutes I'm running out of here to see the school Ballet recital. 

No really. With 5 year olds.

Think about that for a moment. Mull it over. Cogitate. Get a really clear mental image of events.

Then there's a concert.

Then lunch.

Then a birthday party.

The things all these items have in common are they are related to my son's social life rather than mine. I am the chauffeur again. :D

Work is a bit mental at the moment but good. Everything else is spiraling ever so slightly out of control between organizing holidays, childcare and bills. Never been our best at that, have we?

Got myself back into Liberty Hall again yesterday. Looking forward to doing some work there. Lots of familiar faces, which was lovely. Then I managed to lock myself out while trying to juggle changing my email address and uploading an av. Clever me! Mike came to my rescue, so I am "Officially no longer a twit!"

He also reminded me of a piece we came up with at Hatrack in a series of fairly insane Shakespearian mails/posts. This started when someone posted a fragment of a letter from Shakespeare seeking sponsorship of the Earl of Southampton (or some such notable) and we turning it into a query letter. I wrote a response. It kicked off from there and much enjoyment was has by all. Well, by Mike and I anyway.  I think everyone else just backed away worriedly.

Anyway, the short version is that we (he) has submitted it on our behalf to Poor Mojo's Almanac(k).  It will be interesting to see what happens.

I subbed The Wrecker's Daughter to Shimmer last night. Finger's crossed.

Better go. I have to buy girlie birthday present wrapping paper on the way to the ballet recital! Heaven help me!

R
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