Love My Family

The week was as exhausting as I’d feared, since all the extra hours in traffic meant late nights to make sure my day job deadlines didn’t zip past with no work completed. On the plus side, hubs got confirmation that he will be the opening act on June 5 for his good friends, The Grand Love My Family

Nothing

I anticipated that with friends staying for a visit I wouldn’t be very productive. I didn’t anticipate that the whole week would be lost in a black hole of time suck for all kinds of reasons–including driving all over creation in the midst of seriously insane fellow road warriors. It seems odd to me that Nothing

Visitation

This week is brought to you by the Germans… or at least “my” Germans. The woman who’s always felt like my big sister, who’s known me since I was about a year old, is spending her family’s spring break visiting us. (Hubs really wanted me to non-post last week that we’re living the German invasion, Visitation

Bad Habits

I’m not sure why, exactly, but this week everything slowed down. I’ll blame it on a DST conversion hangover and the rise of spring allergies, but the seesawing temperatures and wet weather also meant we confined ourselves to staying close to home. So all my bad habits came storming back in the house: Staying up Bad Habits

Losing Time

I was highly amused last night by the Sun Gazing image I’m sharing here… mostly because I hate Daylight Savings Time, but also because there seems to have been a time-sucking vortex in play this week. (For a great perspective on the ridiculousness of DST, check out the Lakotah reaction: “Only a white man would Losing Time

Facing the Music

I just returned from another virtuoso performance by The Musical Box–a lovely date night with hubs at the Howard Theatre. We’ve seen all that group’s versions of the early Genesis concerts several times now, and even when there was an unexpected bit of equipment malfunction tonight, they played through it seamlessly and delivered rousing versions Facing the Music

Let’s Pretend

It was a crazy-long set of days at work last week, so I missed my weekly writing goal, as predicted. But not by as much as I had thought: I wrote 833 words on the two nights I thought I was absolutely too tired to be productive. Maybe it’s a thing where my brain needs Let’s Pretend

Necessary, Possible, Impossible

This week was all about prioritizing the necessary. Mostly, that meant I spent half of my evenings in editing mode, making sure Gayla’s latest was good to go for a Thursday release date. The Wolf Fount is very different from her Discord Jones series, dealing with adult situations and the damage that can come from Necessary, Possible, Impossible

Quarantined Anniversary

I felt the plague of this cold coming on a week ago, but apparently didn’t take it seriously enough… It settled in with such a vengeance I spent most of my week at home, and several days with such an extreme sinus headache I couldn’t see straight. This, the week of our 18th wedding anniversary. Quarantined Anniversary