… how something this damned cute can still have no name.
Onward!
Things I Did While I Wasn’t Here!
Not a whole freaking lot, to be honest, other than bringing home that cute, squishy-face, waddling mess of a puppy yesterday.
(She makes me smile and that’s a damned good thing.)
I’ve done some beta reading, half-heartedly worked on getting the koi pond running again, edited a flash fiction bit that I think I really like, and made it to chapter thirty-six (of about fifty) on the final pass of the book. Oh, and a new favorite tv show. Cajun Justice. I could not love that show any more, I swear.
So, I guess I really did do something, but the to-do list on my wall doesn’t seem to be getting any damned shorter.
Oh, wait. The book. Yeah, about that…
I was saving the file the other day and noticed the word count. 70k and some change.
WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?
Seriously, when?
Am I just forgetting? Have I mentioned that here and it’s just slipped my crack-squirrel mind? I really don’t know because life’s been a real fucking pisser lately – and if what I think has happened has actually happened, the day job is gonna be an epic shit-storm in the morning and I should probably go ahead and take a Xanax now.
As a matter of fact…
Ok, I’m back now, but I’m also outta’ here.
She-who-has-no-name needs to pee.
~ whoops ~
Too late.
Wahoo!!!!! And golly, is that an adorable puppy!!!
How precious she is should be illegal.
The word count thing: it’ll get a little higher if the puppy will quit chewing my toes.
Awwwww. Lacey is a great name!! Reminds me of Cagney!
I’m sorry I’m having a hard time focusing after that face. Ridiculous!!!!!
You shoulda’ seen proud papa outside talking to the neighbor. He has one that has more black than ours and is smaller boned. Lacey’s part Staffordshire – which means alligator when she gets grown- and the neighbor was having fits over her.
Bobby’s face about split, grinning so hard.