We’re celebrating moving to Dublin with a barbecue housewarming party! It will be on August 1 from 1-6pm, and everyone is invited (that gives you Americans time to get plane tickets, right? :)). It’s BYOB, where that second B could be ‘bottle’ or ‘barbecue’, if there’s something you want besides the hamburgers & hot dogs (& probably potato salad) that we’ll be providing. :) If you’re attending, or think you can, please respond either in comments or email so I can give you the address!
thinking firmly inside the box
Last night, Ted suggested that today while he was out in Longford finishing cleaning the house, I go to the green grocer and pick up some broccoli to go with dinner tonight. Okay, said I. Then this morning I noticed I needed to go get Lucy some more food, so Henry and I set out to Tesco, which is about the same distance in the opposite direction as the green grocer. We got cat food and walked back down to the green grocer. About 500 yards from them, I realized…
We’re here!
We’ve made it to Dublin, and now we have internet. And I had a post written up last night before I had a connection and like an idiot I rebooted the computer, so here we go again. God, we have a lot of stuff. Even though I didn’t do the bulk of the moving (or even a fraction of it), all these damned books have made me think: Kindle. Or Nook, or Sony E-Reader, or iPad, but digital, anyway. I’ve been wanting to go digital with the music and movies,…
off to dublin!
I am off to Dublin in an hour or so. Don’t quite know when I’ll have access again (hopefully early next week, though I can always pop over to my sister’s and use her internets), so see you when we’re back!
I’m unemployed.
I have just become unemployed for the first time in a decade. My day job dumped me at the end of 2004, at which time I was contracted for two series, the Walker Papers and the Strongbox Chronicles. Since then, I’ve been constantly under contract–Walker Papers, Strongbox Chronicles, Negotiator Trilogy, Inheritors’ Cycle–but I have now turned in book six of the Walker Papers, SPIRIT DANCES, and that means I’m officially out of contract. Wow. Wow, how utterly, *utterly* bizarre. I mean, don’t get me wrong. July’s task is writing the…