storytelling son

Poor Young Indiana has an ear infection, so I was snuggling with him last night he suddenly pressed up and proclaimed, “When magic begins!” Then he snuggled back down, saying, “A story about when magic begins afwwfl s fllfh sllghh,” and went back to sleep, leaving me lying there going, “NO, WAIT, STOP, I WANT TO HEAR THIS ONE!!!” This morning, hopefully, I asked him if he could tell me a story about when magic begins, but he just laughed at me. :) He got about 8 hours of sleep…

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baklava!

O.M.G. I sent my friend Marc some fudge in December because, er, well, frankly, he made it easy by just posting his address on one of the pictures of fudge I’d posted, and it amused me, so, fudge. I just got the same container back in the mail, except now it was filled with Marc’s baklava. Let me explain this to you: Marc’s baklava is to regular baklava what my fudge is to regular fudge. I got the package and was all like “Oh huh, mail from Marc, maybe he…

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a quoteable morning

It’s been a pretty quoteable morning around here. First my son and I were playing superheroes and he said to me, “Who is in that Iron Man armor?” I said, “Tony Stark, and he, quite reasonably, wanted to know who Tony Stark was. I said, “A philanthropist playboy billionaire genius.” Young Indiana said, “Like me?” Just like you, honey. Just like you. <3 :) Then over on Twitter, Alastair Reynolds (‏@AquilaRift), whom I like a lot as both a writer and a person, said, for some reason, that he won…

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things

Husband: Your paycheck cleared. Please don’t run off to Tahiti. Me: It’s a magical place. * The other day a new friend came over and saw a portrait I’d done that’s framed and on the wall. She stared at it and said, “Who–who is that?” “Peter Wingfield,” I said, expecting to have to then explain that. “OH MY GOD,” she said, “I THOUGHT it was Peter Wingfield but that just seemed TOO UNLIKELY!” Clearly a good choice of friends. :) * I thought I had other funny stuff to post…

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Birthday of the Unconquered Sun

#bemused I’m throwing a solstice party, the Birthday of the Unconquered Sun. Some friends suggested I open a Skype channel or Google hangout on my smart TV so people in the US and Britain could call in. It immediately got out of hand, and somebody said I should try doing an all-continents party, excepting, we presumed, Antarctica. Only then a friend of mine turns out to know somebody who’s on The Ice *right now*, and so Antarctica will be calling in (or at leat sending on a photo!) to the…

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