The Pyrenees---Southern France

The Pyrenees---Southern France

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

I'm Baaaack

I'm not going to look at when I posted last, because it would be embarrassing. It was more than days ago, but I'm hoping it was weeks and not months.

I've been busy. (Uh oh. Here comes the string of excuses.) My son graduated from med school in May. It was a 3-hour drive to the ceremony, and ended up being a delightful family gathering. He also turned 30 this month, which is hard to believe, I know, since I am only 42. Okay, 52. Well, not 62... at least not yet. 

My son's the one in the middle.

But the big news is I hired an editor to give me some feedback on my manuscript. It was quite an experience. I'll be sharing who the editor was and how they stopped me from writing on Friday--or you can check out my post on The Muffin this Thursday, because I'm going to tell all then as well.

The end of the school year was hectic (more whining) and I'm still not finished. (In fact, I'm writing this post to procrastinate a bit when it comes to my report cards.)

This month I took my granddaughter to see Phantom of the Opera. (It was the best Phantom I've ever seen.)

Sadly, I've missed out on some wonderful posts, because in the time frame when I was absent from the blogosphere, I haven't read any blogs. There's no way I can backtrack and read all the news I've missed. Sooo... Do you have any huge news? Did you get a bunch of stories/manuscripts accepted? Because the empty nest is such a sad place, have you found yourself (Surprise!) pregnant? (I'm talkin' to you, Val.) If you have some juicy tidbits to share that I missed, due to my slothlike blogging habits, please note them in your comment.  


12 comments:

  1. NOOOO! Nothing to report like THAT! You really didn't miss anything from me. Drank some Diet Coke, found some pennies, The Universe conspired against me, Hick is driving me crazy. That's about it.

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    1. Val--You mean Hick is driving you craziER. He's been working on it for years...

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  2. Thought our neighborhood was under siege when medi vac helicopter, police helicopter and SWAT team vehicles gathered at school on the corner. Career day, thank goodness.

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    1. I bet Sasquatch was worried the helicopters and SWAT team was looking for HIM.

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  3. His father must have been a handsome guy.

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    1. No, from what I hear, his mother is gorgeous.

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  4. Now that I've recovered from the horror of your speculation...

    CONGRATS to the new MED SCHOOL graduate! Such an accomplishment! He looks good in uniform, too.

    School year? Oh, wait. You're not retired... Looking forward to hearing about just what you were up to during your absence from The Blogosphere.

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    1. Val--You're still rubbing it in? Oh well. I certainly hope Hick's storage unit sales don't dry up... Otherwise, he'll have no reason to leave the house, and he'll be with you (literally) 24/7...

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  5. I'm glad you had at least reached puberty when your son was born. Are you often mistaken for his sister? I'm pretty sure I'm not pregnant, but then I wouldn't know what it feels like. If it feels like this I'm in big trouble.

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    1. Jono--I AM often mistaken for his sister. His older sister, but his sister nonetheless. How did you guess?

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  6. BIG congrats to your son! And big congrats to you, getting an editor. Onward, Sioux!

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