And then everything began... interviews, deadlines, proofing, novel, CRAZY amounts of unpacking, plus trying to squeeze some pampering in for my sweetie since he took such excellent care of both the house and the girls while I was gone, going as far as to mop the house so my brain wouldn't explode out of my ears when I got home... he did neglect taking care of HIMSELF, though, and worked like crazy while I was gone, meaning that I've been trying to stuff vegetables into him and send him off with good lunches and generally resuscitate him from 9 days of work/work/lots of cheese and deli meats/and, of course, work.
Not to mention that the Little Princess grows ever bigger. K. saw my belly jiggle like a bowlful of jelly last night, which was satisfying for me (since I'd been telling him about this new phenomenon) and frightening for him. I'm at 32 weeks! 8 more and we should/could have a baby in this house!
But the girls need to be walked, the novel needs to be written, and I've got to convince a couple toughies to let me interview them.
Happy Thursday, and welcome to November.
Some pics from VA:
Calico, the mentally retarded but very happy cat:
Eliza and Mum:
Soco, the crazy dog:
And the three of us (taking this shot meant my camrea was perched on a fence post, I was sprinting through a corral, and the horses got out, so enjoy):
2 comments:
You know, "CRAZY amounts of unpacking" sort of implies "CRAZY amounts pf packing" :)
I'm glad you're home safe & had a good time, now go look at my silly doggie's haircut! :)
*kisses*
-C
not necessarily. one shower, several belated bday presents, a visit to the apple orchard and an outlet mall later, not to mention the removal of my old crib....i went with a suitcase, i came home with a carload.
so there!
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