Thoughts, in no particular order, hence the dots.
- Turtle in the carport. Friday – it rained cats and dogs all day. Hence the very big turtle in the car port. Eleanor got to get up close and personal while the big slowpoke waited for its mate and Noah. It rejected the parsley and moved on when we weren’t looking. It did give me a little thrill. I don’t often see wild turtles. Bambi and I debated whether there was good eating on a turtle. The reptile just ignored us.
- New glasses and new dress. Fridays, at least every other one, is my happy fun day with Bambi. I look forward to the outing days, more than one could guess. This Friday we went to our usual pancake breakfast, where Bambi deviated and ordered French toast, and then on to the mall, usually the last place Bambi and I head toward on ANY day of the week. I had the lenses in one of my new pairs of glasses re-cut and then went to buy a new dress to wear to Dragon Con. I lost an umbrella, but gained a swanky dress and some tee shirts!
- Aquarium. For the second Saturday in a row, the family headed out to the Georgia Aquarium. I like that place, and Tony is starting to like it, too. Eleanor is really learning about fish. She can identify the whale sharks, sea horses, hammerhead sharks, otters, saw fish, Dorry, Nemo, the rays and jelly fish. Clever girl. She is particularly cute when she walks like a crab. (Try this – squat down with your knees far apart and walk around sideways with your hands pincering over your head.) Saralyn tried to touch the sharks and rays in the touch tank, but her arms are so short. Poor baby. Eleanor is to scared.
- Costumes. Trish came over Sunday afternoon, and we started working on our costumes for the Time Travelers Ball at Dragon Con. We are trying very hard to re-purpose items we already have – which is philosophy part and parcel to the Steampunk Aesthetic – and the projects have been going rather well. The biggest breakthrough has been in the area of bustles. Baby. Got. Back. That’s all I’m saying. Meanwhile, Eleanor found the pumpkin costume. I bought this overstuffed orange suit three years ago for her, and forced her into it for two separate Halloweens. She squeezed herself into it today and wouldn’t take it off. Whatever. Saralyn gets to wear it this year. Probably next year, too. I’m SO getting my $20 out of this thing.
- Several rejections. I got some nice and not so nice rejection letters this weekend. If you are counting at home, I have sent 27 queries out, and am only sure that about 5 are still alive. The rest have been rejected outright or are ignored. I’m starting to loose hope.
- No new chapters. I’ve gotten a great start on my new book, which I am calling Cryptid. However, I am eager to start Chapter 4. I’ve got the chapter planned out and am really looking forward to writing it, but I’m waiting for a good time. Why? I don’t really know. And yet I wait. I need another good night of insomnia. Perhaps all my creative energies are heading into my costuming and my other areas of artistic interest.
- We’ve been working out the details with our Realtor for acquiring the house we’ve called “the cabin in the woods.” It seems very promising and if it all works out – I’ll write ALL about it. We’ve been making out checks for earnest money and having the mortgage broker make good faith estimates. Tony and I have been discussing strategy about down payments and number of years for the loan and what that means for us in terms of cash flow right now. We’ve come down on the side of conservative choices, as we have no idea how long it will take us to sell the house we already own, a house that I will gladly take at the Zillow estimated price.
- Speaking of Saralyn, the baking incident. Never leave a toddler alone with a 5 pound sack of All Purpose Flour and a box of Kosher salt. It was a case of “I thought YOU were watching the baby.” Huge mess. Dusty mess. And shame on me for trying to vacuum the baby. The poor girl is terrorized.
My parents have made it home from their very long journey, and we are going to see them some time tomorrow. This should be fun.
Now, what did YOU do this weekend?
Ahahaha! I love that you tried to vacuum the baby. The Buddha is terrified of the vacuum cleaner as it is, so if I tried that I would have to pry her, hystercially screaming, from the ceiling.
But I see the temptation. What else are you supposed to do? Stick her in the tub and turn her into a Saralyn papier mache? Take her outside, hang her by the heels, and beat her with a broom?
Good suggestions both. But I never beat the children outside. What would the neighbors say?
vacuum the baby? hehehehehehehehehe
pardon me while I take a moment to absorb that image. hhheehehehee.
ahem.
I spent the first half of the wekend worshiping God with 90,000 women across the globe. Then a deliriously happy few hours celebrating a first birthday and the rest of the weekend recovering.