Revisions update: As you can surmise from my progress bar, I'm currently ten chapters into revisions for The Witch's Eye, which sounds fantastic but up until this point, I had very little notes. I've just reached a chunk of chapters that need some serious paring down, which I will attempt to tackle, in full, today. So far, I've enjoyed the process significantly more than I thought I would. It's amazing how much I'd forgotten about my own book! And let me just say, for those of you who might read it someday if I'm lucky enough to see it in print, the chase scene off the coast of Cork rocks.There's an epidemic in my apartment. My underwear are disappearing. A strange but true phenomenon that, until yesterday, had left me blaming the Sock Monster that lives in the clothes dryer downstairs. (You know, the one that only eats ONE sock out of a pair, leaving you hopelessly, fruitlessly searching for it's mate til the end of time?) But lo and behold, the Sock Monster in innocent! Innocent, I tell you! Last night I had to fish my passport out of the firebox under the bed, and what did I find? Panty graveyard. Why? Because my dog, the innocently adorable Mr. Fluffy has a problem, an addiction you might say, to my dirty underwear.
Apparently, he's been stealing them and hiding them under the bed for his own nefarious purposes. I'll be signing him up for therapy this week.
In fashion related news, I still haven't given up hope of finding decent (read "functional without the fugly") boots for my trip to Vancouver next month. I'm pretty sure that if I only take flip-flops and pumps, they'll have to amputate several of my toes from frostbite. Please feel free to leave me suggestions...
In sports news, did anyone else watch that Federer/Berdych match last night? Wow.
In entertainment news, SAG Awards tonight on TNT. They can't decide to strike or not, or even to decide when to vote to strike or not, or even to vote about when to have the vote to strike or not, but they can mount an awards show! Good priorities, folks. When does my unemployment run out?
Lastly, I'm looking for a good lasagna recipe... Lemme know, kids.
Peace out.
Can't help you with the boot problem (I'm all about Docs, personally, which really aren't that warm in the long run). But, the lasagna recipe? That I can help with:
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It's a good basic recipe. I add chopped onion, green and red peppers, a clove of garlic, and diced tomatoes to the sauce. I also use ground beef, pork and veal instead of just ground beef.
Awesome... Thanks, Dan!
ReplyDeleteHave you checked out Hunter boots? You can get them with little sock inserts (that you have to buy separately, of course). Fashionable and warm!
ReplyDeleteOr the old stand-by, Uggs. I know they're a little passe, but they're warm. Really warm. Maybe you cuold find a cute pair?
Hee. My cat used to steal my earplugs (husband snores) and hide them. One day I found a whole mountain of them behind the door in the spare bedroom.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhh, I had the same undie epidemic in my house years ago, with a dog that has since passed. Quite disturbing and she was female so really in need of therapy she never received. She also chased lights so a prism held in the sunlight sent her into spasms.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean on when you forget your own book and come across something that just makes you go WOW, I wrote that?
what a deviant little dog! haha! still love him tho!
ReplyDeleteBaxter, my beloved four legged friend, has an obsession with dirty socks. I'm sure if she could get to my panties, she'd take them too. But, she takes dirty socks. She'd pull them right off your foot if you'd let her. But, she'll wait for you to take it off and drop it and she's on it. She has a sock graveyard - the entire house. They're everywhere.
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