Well, we had a completely splendid little holiday. We went out to Killarney, which I recalled as being a town which looked as though someone had said to an American tourist, “So tell me what you think an ideal Irish village would look like,” and then purpose-built to suit. It still looks that way. :) Ted’s completely enamored and wanted to know why we didn’t choose there to live in the first place (especially given that there must be about forty hotels within a two mile radius, and more B&Bs…
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I am very fond of this picture of Ted and me, taken by John Reppion at P-Con IV in March: We are going away tomorrow for three days. Friday is our 10th anniversary, and we’re going to go celebrate. :) miles to Minas Tirith: 146
hey, LJ…
Hey, LJ-land, does anybody know where I built this (my default) usericon? -eyes it- I wouldn’t mind my hair being that long again. Preferably without the two year wait to /get/ it that long…
yay!
*does the happy dance*
-startled-
Goodness. Image Comics just turned Chance down. I’m completely taken aback, mostly because I didn’t expect to hear *anything* from them. It’s a direct little rejection letter saying, in essence, “Good try, but not good enough.” On the positive side, I just turned the galleys in… (eta: let me mention that I’m not crushed, destroyed, or hurt or anything. I’m really just startled. I’m sort of like, “Well then! Guess that’s that!” O.O)