Tam’s making soup and the smell is driving me crazy. I cannot wait for it to be done. I’m not sure what all she put into it, but if it tastes even half as good as it smells the ingredient list won’t matter.
Life has been kind of crazy lately, but it’s not anything we can’t get through.
Tam’s had a run of awesomeness though and I attribute it all to cutting gluten from her life. Seriously, the change in her has been amazing and it’s all good. We’re discovering just how sensitive she is to the stuff when we accidentally ingest some of it. She ends up with a severe migraine and other unpleasant maladies that just make her feel terrible.
I’m not quite as sensitive, but when I do get some, I realize just how uncomfortable I thought “normal” was on a daily basis. Ick.
Tam’s been working on her sculptures and I will begin shooting the scenes as soon as we get a photo booth set up. We’re making a calendar using her figurines and I cannot wait to share it with everyone. She does amazing work.
My editing has been shuffled off to the side on several occasions, but I did get to go toe-to-toe with it this weekend. I’ve hit a rough patch and it’s taking me a lot longer than I’d hoped. I’m still planning on having it done by the end of the month. At that point I’ll be searching out e-publishers and self-publishing options.
I did our taxes this weekend and I’m so very glad to have that over and done with. It was an unpleasant process that required a lot of digging through piles for the right paperwork, then discovering none of it was necessary. I’d hoped to get some kind of break for buying a hybrid vehicle, but I missed out on that little piece of good luck by one year. Damn.
This is a lovely long weekend for us; the district took away our mid-winter break, but gave us a four-day weekend. While the time off is splendid, the other reason we miss the week-long vacation is it had a tendency to cut the passing of the stomach flu to the rest of the world. Keep them all home for a week, let that virus die out, then we can all start again without fear of joining the barf brigade. When they took away that mid-winter break, that nasty stomach bug would make the rounds and cause all kinds of trouble for staff and students alike.
The Writer’s Group is… fine. It’s not going quite the way I wanted it to go, and now I have this one gal who won’t stop interrupting, who insists upon throwing in absurd ideas (“Let’s give her a mustache, but instead of a real mustache, it’s really a squirrel that lives on her upper lip!”) No. Just…no. I’m all for creativity, but there’s got to be a point where we stop thinking like cartoon characters and start thinking, and acting, like writers.
Maybe I’m being a little stuffy, but this isn’t a cartoon club, it’s a writing club.
On a very bright note (well, a bright note with a slightly tarnished lining), Washington state will finally join the states allowing same sex couples the right to marry. The bad news is that the federal government will still not recognize the marriage and subsequent rights of survivorship. But Washington’s move is a small step, but an important one in the right direction. Eventually it will happen, I have hope.
In the meantime, my fiancée and I will enjoy our engagement.