Oh, wait. The Johnny Mathis song is “The Twelth of Never.” Yeah, yeah, I’m older than dirt because I remember slow dancing to that song at Teen Town in junior high. Or what is now called middle school. Whatever. Anyway, we are a third of the way through the first month of this year. I…can’t…even. I reallky should stop watching the news but ya know, with nuttin’ but reruns on, pulling up a comfy chair with a diet soda pop and a bag of microwave popcorn is kinda entertaining. Kinda. Like watching a train wreck. Hey, the popcorn’s tasty even if I’m teetering between these two faces–and thoughts!
So, there was a week and a weekend. In writing news, BAD MOON is now live a bunch of different places with more coming. I think I’m down to four books now that still need to go wide. The ones with publishers, I have no control over. I did get some new words but most of last week was pend on “administrative” stuff–cleaning up ;the timeline, moving some scenes, adjusting others, find and fix names, that sort of thing. All necessary to turn out what I hope is a quality read. Progress, right? I am hoping for many more new words this week.
I’ve pretty much been in a reading slump of late. I only finished one book in all of last week. Then I snarfed down a short Louis L’Amour books on Saturday. I do love me some Sacketts. I’m currently embarking on a series by a new-to-me author. They’re romantic suspense with some supernatural overtones and so far so good. Let’s hope I stay connected because that’ll be THREE books toward my 150-book goal this year.
On the home front, I’ve done some more decluttering but not necessarily by intent. Boone, bless his old senile* heart decided he wanted to used one of Only’s beanie babies as a chew toy. I got it away from him but it necessitated clearing out the entire corner bookshelf of her stuff. I needed to do it sooner than later anyway. Now they’re all dusted and put away in a plastic bin. Then, we were looking for some information and I ended up clearing out my inbox and one file cabinet drawer–sorting, tossing, and filing. I really should tackle my desk one of these days…*runs screming*
Sports. You can’t make this
shitstuff up. As our president would say, “You can Google this.” A Yale transgender swimmter on the women’s swim team beat a Penn Univeristy transgender swimmer on the women’s team. The Yale is going F-M and the Penn is M-F. Yes, it makes my head do this:
I made homemade waffle batter the other night for dinner. Waffles and bacon. Yum! Awesome comfort food and it was a cold, drizzly night out there. Yeah, yeah, it’s freaking January. It’s SUPPOSED to be cold. I know, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. I’m old and grumpy. Cold weathe rmakes my knees hurt.
Stormy came over Saturday afternoon to spend th enight. Only and Baseball Boy celebrated their anniversary with dinner at a fave restaurant and an overnight stay at their favorite B&B, the Monastery at Forest Park. I’d like to go stay there for a couple of days for a writer’s retreat. It’s a really cool place so check out the link. FYI, the little dickens was explaining an experiment on Mythbusters to me and got really technical–like how many units of some electrical measurement it would take to do whatever they were doing. I boggled. I shouldn’t, but I did. The little dude is SEVEN!
What else is going on in my life? Welpers, not much, so I guess I’ll wrap things up. Today is a Wallyworld day. I managed to lose my list last week and missed a few items. I need to restork them this week. And then I’ll get back to decluttering and writing, not necessarily in that order. Anything cool in your world? Have expectations for the week?
*He really IS getting demntia. He keeps trying to climb on the sofa tables or large storage bins so he can…I don’t know. Go through the wall? Or through the big bookcase in my office? I mean, is there a portal there I can’t see? Bless his heart. He’s not in pain, he gets around, he eats, he drinks, he does his business. So we just love him, shake our heads, and move along.