Okay, I’m exhausted, creatively drained for the night… and just finished writing This Spells Trouble! Woo whoo! That’s right. I’m done. It’s off to my crit partner Lacy, and off to my non-writer friend Jo. Usually I get some great insight on how I did from both their reactions combined. Yup, I thoroughly enjoyed writing vamps and witches. Deanna encouraged me to do a werewolf next. And you know what I said? Heck yeah! Bring it on! But first I need to write my EC Caveman entry. I’ve been putting that off for too long, and really need to try and start subbing to EC if I ever want to get in there. Der, no brainer, Shelli. No sub, no pub.
So Emma is like the Owie Queen lately. I gramma sat again today, and when I come back she’s got bandaids on her knees from tripping while she was running. And then I was going to change her diaper, and she came running down the hall, tripped on a shoe, and hit her head on the bed frame. My poor kid! But we had a talk about last nights poopy in the bathtub. I said, “Emma, where is poopy supposed to go. In the bath tub?” She says, “Noooo.” I said, “Then where?” She smiled and goes, “In Potty!” So hopefully we’re making some progress here. Because if I have to clean out one more tub full of crap… grrrr.
So tomorrow I’m going on a 2.5 mile walk around a lake with Emma, and two of my friends. Yeah, wish me luck. My arse hasn’t exercised in… okay, I don’t have that many fingers to count the weeks. I suppose I could move on to months. Nah, too much work.
Okay, onto the pic of the day. (Warning, it’s a little risky!) Man, I feel kinda dirty, I just got done watching Veggie Tales with Emma too. But this give a whole new meaning to the phrase love your vegetables…
