Archive for March, 2006

Will I ever get my characters OUT of the Grand Canyon?

I’m starting to get reeaaaalllly frustrated, here. I’ve written my chapter six three times! Well, third time is the charm, and it is finally starting to feel ‘right’. The first half, anyway. But, now it’s time to get my characters out of the Grand Canyon, with bad dudes on their heels, tracking their every move, and I need to figure out how to do this without making it look like a bad MacGyver episode.

So, looks like it’s back to the GC research, staring at photos and trying to figure out how to elude the baddies for another day. Will I have the strength to write chapter seven after this? Your guess is as good as mine, but I’m hoping the next few chapters will be a piece of cake to write. Yeah, like that’s going to happen.

There’d be days like this…

I just didn’t think she was talking about every day of my life!

We woke up yesterday morning to this. Charred (Well, partially charred, anyhow) 1988 Range Rover. The car is old, but it got my husband around to work and such. And right now, we can’t afford the expense of another car. We’re not exactly sure how it happened, but my husband had left a (car) battery on the floor of the passenger side Saturday night…something must have ignited it during the night. However, it burned (and burned HOT) only the area around the battery and then, somehow, died out. We didn’t hear (or smell) a thing, so this was a huge surprise.

We’re grateful, because, frankly it could have been much worse, had the windows been left open, or if the fire kept burning/caught the gas tank on fire.

But, geesh, why does this kind of stuff continue to happen to us?? 

My first grade son (I’m getting tired of calling him that, so I think from now on I’ll call him “C”) is the receipient of his first ’school girl crush’. And, let me tell you, I’m having loads of fun with this!

I bring him to school one morning last week, and he’s trying to hide behind me. I keep turning around going, “What is wrong with you?” Then, I tell him I’m getting ready to leave and he sneaks over to his desk. Well, then this girl in his class comes up to me and says, “C is sooo cute!”

So, yesterday morning, I once again drop “C” off to class, and he’s trying to hide behind the cubbie shelving. And, then, here comes this girl. She sails past him, nose toward the air and says, “Don’t think for one minute that I don’t see you there.”

OMG, this is just the most hilarious thing! And you know what’s really sweet? My son blushes.   LOL!