I survived Thanksgiving weekend, so if I can just get past today and then Thursday when my Grandma comes home from Alabama–although in all honesty, she’s called so much it’s hard to say that I missed her being around. Anyhow, tomorrow the kids don’t have school here because of the First Day of Buck–as in Deer Hunting starts. I guess so many kids skipped school over the years, they decided why fight it and just let them have the day off. No one in this house is going hunting tomorrow. In fact, the last time My Guy went hunting was right after my youngest was born–9 years ago.

My oldest son tried to break my foot today. I was walking past him and he scooted his chair back from the table in this fast upward and outward motion–exaggerated, mind you–and it landed on the side of my foot. I thought I was going to pass out. It’s not broken, but it sure felt like it was when he did it. It’s a pretty shade of purple-blue with a small cut. I’ll survive.

I have to fix my Sven challenge thing because I do have quite a few more words written and plan on diving back in just as soon as I write my blurb for it.

:whine: I no likey writing blurbs. I detest them–I suck at them. The unofficial word is that in June, The Last Thing I Needed will be out in ebook. :cheer:

Then, I have to figure out what else I’m going to submit. :sign0163: