golly what a day

Wow. Long, tiring day.

Mom & Dad, who’ve rented a car for the week, came down from Dublin to pick us up and drive us down to Cork, where Ted had a job interview. Shaun came with, so we all piled into a small car with not-very-comfortable seats, and the 3 of in the back seat had an ongoing comedy of errors regarding the seatbelts. :)

It took about four hours of driving, but we eventually did make it to Cork, where Ted went in and talked with the general manager, kitchen manager, and … owner? of Ruby Jones, the restaurant he was interviewing at. They invited him to come back after 5 for dinner, so we took a drive around the Cork city center (an lar), which has some startlingly beautiful buildings and generally had a lot of energy, so that made us cheerful. Then we drove back out to have dinner, at the end of which they said to Ted, “So will you be comin’ to work for us, then?”

So he will, then. He’ll be second in command; it’ll be the kitchen manager, then him. The restaurant is a kind of trendy restaurant/bar that seats about 300 total, and it’s new, having just opened in October. Ted’s pretty excited about the prospect of being in on this from basically the ground up. He starts the 6th of March, so things are going to get very hectic around here for the next several weeks. Mostly, when I say that, I mean, “Ted will be very organized in getting everything taken care of,” because I have a book due the first and another due the 15th of April, and two conventions and a visit from my agent during that time as well. It will be madly busy, but exciting! YAY TED!

I also got an ARC of THUNDERBIRD FALLS in the mail! There’s a note from Matrice saying she never gets ARCs, so she was pretty excited to get it, but thought I’d be even more excited, so she sent it on to me. *beam* I have a very nice editor.

It looks good. *idiot grin* Like a real book, and everything. I luff it. *beam* Very, very cool. *more beaming*

In completely other news, Seirid has started to talk. The other day he was climbing up the stairs at Deirdre’s house unsupported, with Mom in front of him and Deirdre behind him, and he said, “I’m doing it!” clearly enough that Mom and Deirdre both said, “Yes, you *are*!” in response. And Dad picked him up the other night and he said, “Look at that!” and Dad said, “Look at what?” and Seirid pointed at the paper snowflakes on the window and said, “Those!” So he’s apparently gone directly for the full-sentence approach. :)

Boy, I’m tired. And I must get up tomorrow and work on COYOTE DREAMS, so it’s off to bed with me. More tomorrow. :)