Saturday Switch-up

Not only is this a flashback to my younger days, but it’s also a mash-up of two awesome shows.

What are some of your favorite shows?

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Day of Darkness

I went Black Friday shopping this year for only the second time ever, and the first time in over a decade. I didn’t get much, and the two things I did buy weren’t on sale. *sigh*

Story of my life.

What about you – do you go Black Friday shopping? Why or why not?

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First Thanksgiving

We celebrated Thanksgiving with our extended family today, and I was super excited to capture this moment shortly after dinner:

See, Bubbles has decided that he doesn’t like board games. Or cards. Seymour and I love both, so getting him to join us in a game is often very difficult. And relations between Bubbles and his brothers are often strained, largely as a result of proximity (I think), so I was so excited to see Bubbles not only playing a board game with Cricket, but also seeming to enjoy it.

Of all my many blessings, I am most thankful for my wonderful family. How about you – what are you thankful for?

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Stuck on Saturday

One of the worst parts of having migraines is how much they take from you. It’s not just during a migraine that I have problems, see. The aftermath of a migraine is almost as bad; I don’t know of an adequate way to describe the fatigue that comes after the pain. I feel completely drained.

That’s where I’m at today.

I have no energy, no motivation to do anything other than stay in bed and sleep. But I had to get up and take my kids to have breakfast with Santa this morning, so I put on my big girl panties and crawled out of bed. And breakfast seemed to help a little; we had pancakes and sausage and eggs and juice, and it’s been a long time since pancakes have tasted as good as they did this morning. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I wasn’t responsible for cooking and clean-up. 😀

When we got home, there was much adulting to do. I really don’t like adulting, but I’m sure no one else does, either. I sucked it up and managed to give myself the two shots of migraine medicine, which I was rather proud of myself for. But then I got a little dizzy, and a lot warm, and I decided the best thing to do was just lie down for a bit. I had told Seymour I would maybe need his help, but he wasn’t feeling well, either, and I didn’t want to be a pest, so I did it myself. He thought I’d been in the bathroom, so he hollered from the living room and asked if I was ever coming out so we could play cards with the kids.

When I finally emerged, I told him what was up.

“Why didn’t you ask me for help?” he asked.

I know he’d have willingly gotten up to help me, but what can I say? Sometimes I’m stubborn.

At any rate, after all that excitement, I found myself somewhat stuck on what to post today. I was going to post another meme, but maybe that can wait for tomorrow.

How was your Saturday?

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Another wild Wednesday

It was a wild Wednesday. Most Wednesdays are, but between weather and kids’ activities, today was more wild than most.

So because it’s late (again), and because I’m tired (as usual), a meme (or two) is all I’ve got.

How was your Wednesday?

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Wild Wednesday

It’s been a wild Wednesday.

Things got off to a rocky start this morning when I backed out of my garage. There was much loud swearing, and I really don’t want to talk about it, except to say that as a result of getting off to a rocky start, I was unable to resist trying one of the donuts that greeted me as soon as I walked in the door at work. I was also unable to resist one of the gourmet cookies that arrived this afternoon. And I was unable to resist Godfather’s Pizza come suppertime.

The sky swore today.

I happened to look out the window by my desk about 4:00 p.m. and I couldn’t believe what I saw. It looked like January outside, except for the part where the grass was still green. They said I could leave early if I wanted, but I wasn’t worried about the roads, even though everyone forgets how to drive in snow between May and November. I just took it easy, only getting mildly annoyed when the person behind me with the super-bright dims seemed to ride my bumper for ten miles before finally going around me. But I made it home safe and sound, and my kids made it home safe and sound, so it could have been a whole lot worse.

Besides, I got a book today.

Everyone knows that books make everything better, and this book in particular is very exciting. I’d actually completely forgotten it was coming. About a month ago, A.F.E. Smith posted on her Facebook page that she’d run across a box of proof copies of her third novel, Windsinger, and asked if anyone would want one. Naturally, I said yes! And when I finally made it home tonight, a pretty, pretty signed copy was sitting in my mailbox, just waiting to be read. (You can check out my review of Windsinger here, and my reviews of Darkhaven and Goldenfire here and here.)

I’ve been struggling a bit with reading lately, so it was a wonderful reminder that there are loads of great things out there to read (as if I really needed a reminder of that). I seem to read in fits and starts these days – when I’m reading, it’s all I can do, and writing is the same. Maybe it’s just that I feel so pressed for time, like there aren’t enough hours in the day to do everything I want to do. Maybe it’s some weird manifestation of something I’m not entirely certain of. I don’t know.

There’s an awful lot I don’t seem to know these days.

But maybe things will look brighter in the morning.

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Time capsule inspiration

The University of California in Santa Barbara has done something wonderful, and I had completely forgotten about it until about a month ago.

I’ve had this short story sitting on my hard drive now for about three years (and yes, short is a relative term), and I finally had both the time and the inclination to get back to working on it. It went through one round of revisions after I’d initially written it, but it’s been so long since I’ve read through it, let alone actually worked on it, that I decided to go back to my standard revision practice of recopying the entire MS and making changes as I went. When I’m done, I’ll type it up and make a few more changes as I type.

But my revision process is beside the point.

Anyway, one of the focal points of the story is…