Today is my very, very favorite Ted’s birthday. And as he said, for his birthday he gets a new President, one he voted for, and you can’t get much better than that. I can’t remember ever watching an inauguration before. We’re watching this one. And then we’re having red beans and rice for dinner, and german chocolate cake for dessert. Happy Birthday. :) miles to Dunharrow: 136.5 ytd kilometers swum: 1.7 ytd wordcount: (will be updated later)
Tag: politics
many small things
This is a post of small things, because I don’t seem to be able to keep my head together long enough to remember more than small things for very short periods of time. *God* I’ll be glad when the sun starts to come back, even if it’s perpetually cloudy here. I need to live somewhere where it is sunny but not *hot* all year round, and I have a very limited idea of what constitutes ‘hot’. One of the things I love about the Irish is that they say, “It’s…
actually fairly productive
It turned out to be a pretty productive day, in the end. I got half the sub-plot written in, and another 12 or 13 pages on the manuscript will actually get it up to the page count it’s contracted for. That’d be nice, although I’m not so far off that it’s really critical. Should finish tomorrow. Oh! Seattle people! What kind of neighborhood is Ballard these days? Still industrial or has it poshed up? I continue to be a great big dork and every time I read about election stuff…
oh my god.
*bursts into tears* I can’t believe we won. *waits on a knife’s edge to see what happens in Alaska*
very slow start
I’m off to a very slow start today. I slept badly, having dreams about the election what certainly seemed like all bloody night long, only interrupted when I got up to go to the bathroom, came back to bed, and tried to locate the pillow that had gone missing but instead poked Ted in the ribs several times, which tickled him until he woke up very, very confused. :) (I thought the pillow was between us. It turned out it’d fallen on the floor, but I was fumbling for it…