Mid-Week Miscellanea

Let the world know you as you are, not as you think you should be, because sooner or later, if you are posing, you will forget the pose, and then where are you? ~Fanny Brice

Welcome to my babbling. Let the brave and bored continue...

Elliot's gone from American Idol. *sniff* I didn't think he was exactly "Idol" material, but I sure liked him.

Night before last, I lost most of my birdfeeders to the bear in my backyard. Thankfully, the dog woke us up this time and scared the critter away before he wrecked my nicer, metal feeders. He did take or destroy my suet feeders and my finch feeder, so I ran around yesterday replacing them. It was sad in the morning, though... I only had one semi-usuable suet feeder, and I had a backup of woodpeckers in the tree waiting their turn. I almost got to see the bear this time -- hubby did, but I ran for the camera (yes, I scrapbook) and the dog scared the bear away before I got to the window.

Speaking of feeders, I need to stop typing and go put them out before there's a bird riot outside (the sun is coming up -- it's 5:30 a.m. and the birdies are very vocal). Be right back.

I'm back. Miss me?

The only one waiting outside was the resident squirrel, and he was apparently content to be eating from the seeds that the bear spilled the night before.

Don't kids get skipped grades in school anymore? I've requested to skip my daughter, and the SAU doesn't seem to have a clue how to do it. Of course, I homeschool, and that may be what confuses them. Regardless of their decision, my DD started third grade curriculum this week since we already finished second grade. She's so excited! She loves learning and "doing" school. I wonder how many other folks can say the same about their seven-year-olds?

The sun came out yesterday for the first time in a week -- though it did pour down rain last night. We went for walks, and bikerides and worked outside a little. It was wonderful. Today is nice, too, but there is more rain due for Friday and the weekend. That's not good.

I've been trying to work on a new WIP and still edit Camilla. When I was simply editing, I lost the desire to write anything. Facing the computer or a pile of paper was more than I had any desire to do. I accomplished nothing. So, I've given myself permission to do both, and it's working. I've found that I can think about two things at the same time. Shocking, but true.

The Maass Workbook is both helping and hurting, I think. He makes you really, really think about what you're writing, but at what point do you overthink stuff?

I had a friend go to a writing conference in Maryland last weekend. I'd sent her my Crusie/Mayer book (Don't Look Down) for autographs, because she got to meet my hero, Jenny Crusie, whose warped and wacky sense of humor is so satisfying for me to read.

I discovered that my dog is only 55 in people years. I thought she was older.

Hubby says that relocation plans are on hold for a bit. He discovered that the county he was considering moving to is the county that receives the largest number of tornados in Missouri. That's not a good thing. So, we keep looking.

Today, we have gymnastics at the Y and then home to be outside again. Yay! My niece will go to work at 1 p.m. and DD will have her quiet time (to use to finish her seatwork from school) and I will write. Something.

I could go on forever with this rambling, but never fear. I won't.

Have a great day!