nothing exciting

It's Tuesday.

The yellow tulips under the birch trees are blooming. The azaleas are all budded up and read to pop.

Jonner gave me a chuckle today. He was wearing his underwear over his pants. Inside out, too, just to be silly.

No rehersal until Thursday.
Wonder if I can put Chris on a skateboard, in orange tights, yellow shorts, a yellow hoodie and an orange beak. Would that look like a chicken pull-toy?
Must find out what color the soldiers' uniforms are.

Got 2/3 of X-wing square done. Color changes are making me daft.
I think I'll do Luke next. I'm tired of ships.

Bunny has good taste. Her mix CD includes David Bowie, Elton John, Eurhythmics and Enya.

She wants a CD player for her birthday.
(She got a computer, maybe for Christmas...)

Oh stars, Angel's at it again

Caught in the grip of a ferocious plotbunny, I am within one page of finishing a Han/Leia functional romance.


And no, it's not an April Fool's joke.

Go Me!

"Invitation" is finished, quickly beta'd (Huge MWAH! smoochies to jkb) and off to Imperium. It's based on an old Russian ghost story about Grigory and Alexei. I do wih I could get my hands on Geoffrey Palmer's Ghost Stories Around the World. Alas, is out of print.

Also, got Victorian Christmas squares and replacement squares ready to mail.

Happy Dance

Geoffrey Palmer's Ghost Stories Round the World is winging its way to me from Florida!

Hail AbeBooks! Hail Google. Hail! Hail! Hail!