My nephew Seirid Eoin (Sear-id Owen) Gleason was born at 7:41am on New Year’s Day! Deirdre says there’ll be pictures of him later today. He was 7.5 pounds, 21 inches, and Breic is apparently taking it all in stride quite well. *beam* Yay!
good news
Good news: I’ve started to wonder how I’m going to fit everything into this book I’m writing, which means I’ve probably hit about critical mass for the amount of stuff I actually need in it. That’s good. :) Total wordcount for 2004: 304,700. Happy New Year, everyone!
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Ah. I can remember my MT password, after all. :) So a brief note from the trenches! Ted’s family are all very nice people. I’m not surprised by this, mind you, I’m just saying. There’ve been about 25 people here every day, which is a little (re: a lot) shocking for somebody accustomed to seeing maybe 25 people in a month. I’m sort of worn out. o.O I’ve gotten a fair bit of writing done. 5 chapters so far, and I’m going to try to get another one done today.…
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas! We have been to my folks’ house, where we opened all the loot (and there was MUCH loot!). We have been to Allison and Marge’s house, where more loot was opened. In a few hours, Ted’s parents will be here, and yet MORE loot shall be opened. The joy of rampant consumerism! Actually, it’s been a very nice day. I’m sad that I won’t see Deirdre and Gavin and Breic any more while they’re here. Snif. :( I have paid the bills that need paying now, before the…
Stargate neeping!
Ted and I watched the last four episodes of season 7 Stargate last night. Now I must babble about it, because it’s eating my brain! Behind the cut tag, because I will be discussing a hyoooooooge spoiler! (Furthermore, I’ll be discussing it immediately, so if you haven’t watched season 7 yet (yes I’m talking to you Emily), don’t click.)