In which the author plays in the dirt
Saturday, April 27th, 2013 08:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today, I schlepped dirt. Dirt is heavy. After a while, even shovel-fulls of dirt are heavy. However! I have finished now with the dirt, and with broadcasting the seeds mixed with purple sand, and with the raking. All that remains is for the seeds to grow.
Grow, little seeds, grow!
After playing in the dirt, I cleaned the cat boxes and took a shower; ate the lovely lunch Steve prepared for us, and wrote some words. In a few minutes, I'll write some more words, and then I'll break for supper and perhaps read (Captain Vorpatril's Alliance) for a bit before going to bed.
I know. I know. You're asking yourselves, How does she do it? How does she continue at this brutal pace which is the price of her fame?
Years of practice, children.
Years and years of practice.
In other news, Mozart wants me to come into the living room and play chess with him. Or something. I know this because he's marching up and down the hall declaiming at the top of his teensy, tiny little Maine Coon cat voice. Despite this, I believe that there will be no chess this evening.
So, what did you do today?
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Progress on Carousel Seas
45,708/100,000 words OR 45.71% complete
"The elephants are definitely disquieting. In fact, I don't think I'm going out on a limb if I say that they look downright drunk. Who wants to snuggle up with a bunch of inebriated flying elephants of a cold winter's night? And it's definitely not the kind of thing you want to put in the baby's crib."
"Never had much to do with elephants."
"Me neither -- and I'm here to tell you that blanket isn't making me eager to seek them out."
Springtime in Maine
Date: 2013-04-28 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-28 05:08 am (UTC)I've got one like that, only he's half Siamese (the other half is pure Godknows). He has his mother's voice and one of the whiniest, spoiled brat, Siamese "meOw's" I've ever heard. Loosely translated as, "There's only 23 kibbles in my dish. I could starve to death at any second. Oh, now the black one came and ate half of them, the pig! Now I really will starve!" I swear, if cats had thumbs, we'd rule the world for them.
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Date: 2013-04-28 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-28 05:34 am (UTC)They're in a biting stage--us, and one is biting the other. So chasing often included dragging one off the other--that one laughing maniacally and the other crying. It's not malicious, just high spirits and boy, does it ever get great reactions! We have not perfected our responses to it yet, unfortunately.
On the other hand, I just had Sheila G's Brownie Brittle (chocolate chip variety). Ummmm, if you like the crusty edges of a brownie, this is for you. I'm more for the middle, so this was not really a successful purchase.
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Date: 2013-04-28 05:23 pm (UTC)http://www.instantkingdom.com/driftmoon/
Enjoy Captain Vorpatril's Alliance!
what I did today
Date: 2013-04-28 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-29 11:27 pm (UTC)edited to add: a missing word or two... nothing to see here... move along... :-)