3) Must tell dirty jokes at inappropriate times while presenting at my “Sextopia” panel with the Smutketeers (Thursday from 10-11am. If you’re here, come hang out! We have prizes). Then again, I question if there’s ever a really inappropriate time for a dirty joke at RT. Hmm.
7) Must make some attempt not to allow travel writer to be sexually molested by romance fans. Or not. Heh.
8) Must shake my groove thang with fairies and ghouls.
9) Must take many, many pictures to show off when I get back.
10) Must do book signing! I’ll be at the Romantic Times Book Fair on Saturday, May 1 at the Hyatt Regency in Columbus, Ohio from 11am-2pm. Admission is $5.00 at the door, I believe. (There will be over 300 romance authors there, so come check it out if you’re in the area)
Copy edits have landed on my doorstep for my November book, Primal Heat. I forgot how long and intense this book is. Time to strap in an get it done, but it’s going to take a few days. Then I’m heading out of town for a conference, where I will also get to see my grandparents and M’s parents. I love getting visitation time in when I have to travel for work. Makes it all shiny and awesome.
Anywho, all that means it’s going to be quiet on the blog until I resurface on Sunday.
I took today off work to sleep it off. I don’t even want to tell you what time my plane finally landed last night (or was it technically this morning?). Zzzzzzzz…
I leave you with a very, very rude (don’t listen to this at work!) stand up routine from Denis Leary about coffee and the disappearance of coffee-flavored coffee.
So, I’m leaving on a jet plane tomorrow for a conference in St. Louis. I’ve got some fun and amusement lined up for this week, so don’t worry. You’ll be well tended in my absence, while I’m screaming and being dangled off the side of that huge arch thing by Sela Carsen, Amanda Berry, and Jeannie Lin.
In the last six months or so, I have successfully matched M and M’s parents with dogs. And they’re totally cute, too! I may not be able to pick a good animal for myself, but I’m apparently an awesome matchmaker for others. I guess those who can, do, and those who can’t, matchmake for others.
So, two months ago I picked out Sorcha for M’s parents. Here’s her before shot hanging out on a park bench with M’s dad.
And here’s the after. Isn’t she cute? She’s a little pound dog, but she cleans up nice.
I’ve mentioned M’s puppy, Riley, before who I prodded M into going to look at about six or so months ago. Here’s her on her first day. Sorta beat up and scrawny, but still cute.
Another early shot of her.
More recent pic with her filling out a bit. She has tortured that poor platypus toy to death, and M’s had to sew on replacement parts. First, Riley ripped its head open, so M gave it a toupe, and yesterday M had to replace the bill.
Riley in her “I Love Archivists” shirt. Guess what M does for a living? You guessed it. Archivist.
The Olympics wrapped up yesterday, and of course, I was sad to see it go. I thought it was a great Games and that we really got to see some great athletes show their stuff. Plus, I liked the opening and closing ceremonies. They’re always so poignant. I like the opening ceremonies because there’s so much excitement and anticipation, all the build up is finally coming to a head. I like the closing ceremonies because everyone is relaxed and what’s happened has happened and they can all just have a good time and celebrate that they were a part of something so much bigger than one athlete or one sport or one country.
Man, I love the Olympics.
P.S. M is also sad to see it go because it’ll be another two years until the Summer Games before she can see me excited about any sport at all, and can make fun of my excitement.
You’ll be happy to know I’m still going to the gym and it’s actually not as horrifying as I thought it was going to be. The fact that the gym is in my complex so there’s no good excuse not to go helps. Outsmarting my tendency to procrastinate is always important.
Pretty soon I’ll look like this. Only, not really.
So, I’m officially past the halfway mark for my Month of No Writing. It’s going pretty well, if I do say so myself. I’ve done some remodeling on my place, cleaned some, shopped some, relaxed some, worked out some, watched some TV, read some, visited some friends.
You know, I’ve done some stuff.
I haven’t done any writing though, so I’m pretty proud of myself. I’ve gotten a few new ideas for stories, and I’m letting those percolate. I’ve done a little bit of plotting on the projects I need to work on after my month of vacation, but not as much as I thought I would.
Ah, yeah, baby! My favorite time of the decade. Olympics time. The opening games are today for the Winter Olympics in Vancouver. This is the one time I watch more TV than the Mad Madam M, for which she gets obscene amounts of delight and joy. Summer Olympics, Winter Olympics, I don’t care. I’ll sit through hours of badminton and curling, just because it’s the Olympics. I’m glued to the television for two whole weeks, and I constantly check the medal counts online from work.
Check out the widget below…it’ll track the medals. I’m putting a little one in the sidebar of my blog just so it’s easy to look up. Woot!
