It is Ted’s birthday. In celebration, I’m, er, well, working, mostly. But in-the-kitchen-work, ie, copy edits at the table, while I bake him a birthday cake. This makes me very happy. :) Lucy-cat has, in the past week, developed a whole new habit. She abruptly decided that my cereal milk bowl was The Best Thing Ever, which would be more understandable if I’d, say, given her a milk bowl within the past six months. But no, and she never was the one who came begging for the milk bowl in…
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mostly metrics, plus lamb
Ted is in the kitchen roasting lamb bones and sinew, which he will shortly be turning into stock and then into a reduced au jus for the Patagonian lamb he plans to make for his birthday dinner tomorrow. I will merely be making a German chocolate cake, which is his favorite but which I fear lacks the wow factor of Patagonian lamb. :) (He says not. :)) Um. Well, gee. I thought I had more to say than that, but I don’t really seem to. Then again, what can really…
workful day
I may have to do that morning post of lonely little word wars every day, as it was unexpectedly successful today. Afternoons are easier, as morning comes on in America, so people start turning up. Anyway, 3K today, a whole chapter, which was the goal. Yay. Ted nearly kissed another woman at the gym this morning. *laughs* A woman came in a couple steps behind us, and got into the sign-in line before me, but Ted hadn’t seen her. So he signed in and turned around to kiss me, except…
nobody’s home
Nobody in the war room yet, attempting to keep myself honest by posting stats. going NOW. war #1: 446 (between wars: AHAHAHHA HA HA HA i just figured out how to get the characters where they belong and continue to screw things up for them, yay!) war #2: 386 + notes war #3: 494, and now it’s lunchtime & I have a fellow warrior, so enough of this nonsense :)
more thinks
More thinks to do, perhaps ideally before noon so I can spend the rest of the day doink nothink! – having accomplished the heavy lifting on the bursary app, get together the supporting material – oh, bollocks, not much chance of getting a synopsis done before noon. damn. – shop – clean up the cat puke i just noticed. *sigh* at least i didn’t step in *that* pile… The Road Home: miles to Isengard: 45.5