Chapter 9 is done. Finally. It’s 82oo words long, give or take. I’m beat! I’m taking the night off. Therefore, I am not going to write about writing today.
I’m just going to blog about other stuff. Random stuff. Fluffy stuff. And I am going to say a few mean things.
The princess tea party happened today. I think it went well. Lots of little girl princesses came – about 45 guests all together. I love decorating and planning these types of things. The kids were great and got to sing “I’m a Little Tea Pot” and read the GiGi books. They really showed their little creative side making foam crowns with sticky jewels. I hope the new people who came to check us out will come back again. We have a lot to offer young families in the neighborhood.
My husband deserves a gold star. He’s tired, probably more so than I am, but he did all the laundry, and the lawn and cleared off the roof, and took care of the kids all weekend. That and he woke up this morning with a Rob Pattinson hair do. Hubba Hubba. I mean, he had me at “No, I’ll take the garbage out.” Bed head was just a bonus.
I fear the swine flu. Don’t know why. Maybe because I loved the miniseries “The Stand.” M-O-O-N that spells pandemic.
Smokers, I still hate you. You smell and you litter. Gross.
There’s a lady I have to deal with every once and a while who makes me nuts, and I just can’t say any thing about it to anyone, but I’m sure you know the type. She always seems to stop me and want to talk to me when I’m carrying a heavy box, or when I trying to run out the door. Bonkers.
A wood bee bored a hole in my front door. DUDE! I am trying to SELL this house. Stoopid bees. I spritzed it with wasp killer, but I don’t know if it killed the little vandal.
How did I miss a movie coming out with both Russel Crowe and Ben Affleck in it? That is SO up my alley.
I watched Sunshine Cleaning yesterday. A different kind of film. I guess I liked it, but I wanted to know more about what happened to some of the characters in the end. The story didn’t have enough closure for me.
I’ve been thinking a lot about closure lately. Where are my missing friends, the ones I never heard from again in the middle of a sentence? I miss them.
And, I’m done! What’s news with you?
