How was everyone’s weekend? Mine was good, didn’t do much exciting except maybe finish up the Christmas shopping. It’s insanity out there at the malls. I tell ya, avoid it if you can. But Emma got a chance to play at the indoor playground. I swear she’s such a tom boy. She was chasing a little boy at least a couple years older around the entire time. And hugging him. She gets that hugging thing from me :)
Last night I went to one of those Body Shop at Home parties. Have you heard of those? Where you do like the tupperware party style party, only you’re being shown stuff from The Body Shop. It was lovely, I got to see a friend I don’t see too often, and I spent way too much money. But…at least I’ll smell good and have soft skin while I pay off my debt :)
I worked on some more revisions and sent them back out yesterday. A great big fingers crossed would be great, Karen’s fingers are falling off she’s had them crossed for so long. So now, back to the single title. I’m 30k in, and only 60 to go. It’ll be a breeze. *Cough*
Okay here’s a little something someone forwarded me….
HER DIARY:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong; he said, Nothing.” I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior. I don’t know why he didn’t say, “I love you, too.” When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
HIS DIARY:
Missed a big deer today, but at least I got laid.




Keeping my fingers crossed for you on those revisions. Best of luck on the single title! I know they will be great stories.
BLOL!!! The woman’s/man’s diary thing is a PERFECT example of me and Mr. Robin. Except that he would never write in a diary… :D
I so know what you mean about spending money on the body shop stuff! Love it! ;)
Cole
A body shop party? That could be dangerous…but what a convenient way to shop right before the holidays! Who needs malls?!?!
I’ve never heard of a Body Shop party. Scary.
Ooh! Supernanny premier tonight! Can you tell i’m multitasking?
Hi Shelli,
Dang, is it that bad between men and women. Hmm, maybe I should call off my search for my own. That little story doesn’t leave much hope in me. lol.
-AJ
Loved those diary entries - so true!
And yes I’m typing but it’s hard cos my fingers are still crossed for you…
:)