bummy ouches

another week bites the dust.

i found out via lisa samson's blogspot on the death clock that my life expectancy is april 25, 2054. if so, i might actually finish several of these writing goals.

my hair is blonder than anticipated after a morning at the salon this week. now the head has brown lowlights instead of blond highlights.

me bum hurts from driving in the car too much. it needs a vacation.

extended family mayhem, missing uncle found but still lost.

watched one of the worst movies ever...vanity fair. what a disappointment.

my oldest son is just hilarious. having to drive him 20 miles every morning to high school has been great for us.

heard from two sources that my new book, the salt garden, is in england. whoohoo, or would that be cheerio?

figured out that my philippines trip will require around 27 hours of travel before arriving in manila. talk about pains in the bum.

finally getting back to work on stone rivers. rewrote opening of until she's gone and made slight progress in clockworks.

thanksgiving is two months and a day away. the best holiday ever.

ahhhhh friday.