various & sundry
My sister is having a 1920s themed party and I am almost certain to get outbid on this fabulous dress. :) (Not that I can figure out how we can go anyway, when everyone we know is attending and it’s after Young Indiana’s bedtime, but let’s not think about that just now. :))
Last week was the 2nd Laydeez Do Comics meet-up in Dublin. It was better-attended than the first and equally interesting. I brought cookies (triple chocolate, or Chocolate Migraine) and wore my red bowler hat, the former of which were appreciated by all and the latter of which was particularly appreciated by our hosts, who had forgotten a hat-substitute to pass the hat for donations. So my hat was enlisted, and to my pure, ridiculous delight, cookies and hat alike were featured by Paul Sheridan, the artist of the evening:
I got my WeLoveFine Bearclaw necklace! And I also found the one a friend made for me in college, so I post a photo of them both for comparison. I truly kinda love the smaller one more, because hey, it’s all mine, but the necklace joining on the official one is more practical–the loops for the chain are behind each ear, rather than welded in the centre of it. So they each have something going for them.
ETA: Young Indiana just asked me to put the Bearclaw neckace on, “so we can see what powers it gives you.” Now, I don’t wear a lot of jewelry, but he’s never said anything like that before. I’d say the kid has a pretty good inherent idea of what constitutes a magic item. :)
A while ago I sold my short story “Them Shoes” to Subterranean Press, and it is now up in their Summer magazine! I’m all pleased. :)
I haven’t been able to figure out how to start the 5th Walker Papers, despite several attempts. I complained of this last night. Ted said, “Start with a (extremely obvious solution).” Why couldn’t *I* think of that?!? *flails around in exasperation*
I’m seriously considering emailing all of those nice “I’d buy ’em if you wrote six books” comments on the last entry to my editor. She’s asked before about what reactions I’ve gotten to TQB…
We’ve been watching the Olympics. I get terribly emotional over the Olympics. It doesn’t even matter if I like the sport. I get all AWWW SNIFFLE THEY WON! Such a dork. :)
I cannot for the life of me decide what to do with my hair. Consequently it’s getting longer and shaggier and more annoying. Cutting it v. short again is by far the easiest thing to do, especially with swimming. But my ears get cold, a thing which never bothered me until recently. But I’ve got to do *something*. Mrhghghg.
Oop! Ted needs the computer. *scurries off*