Two for two!

Well, I had a week off as we went on a school trip, and I came home to a rejection packet. I'm two for two in about two weeks.
Bummer!
But I'm getting another story ready to go and will keep plodding on.
In the meantime, I'll sit back and remember the week I had. My sister in law and her mom and I were part of a team of chaperones who took some kids on a school trip. The bus broke down a few miles into our trip, and we had to entertain the kids for 4 1/2 hours. But they were all wound up and excited about the whole idea, and my own son got innovative and laid out on the parking lot beside the bus, his jacket with the plaid lining facing up, and with some money he borrowed, played checkers with another student. I ran to get a picture but he'd packed it all up by the time I got there.
That night, we stayed in hunting lodges which were a bit chilly. My SIL said, as she watched her mother make a fire in the wood stove, "There'll be no pussy-footing around tonight. I'm stoking the fire."
By 1 am, we were all roasting, and I walked into the center area of the lodge and got hit square on by the heat. I checked on my SIL, and found her latest face lift melting on the bed. She baked her own mother in that furnace that night, and we had to scrape her off the bed the next morning with a spatula we borrowed from the kitchen lodge.
She wasn't allowed near the fire the next night.
So it's great stuff like that I'm remembering instead of the yucky rejection. And I'll just keep on writing and submitting, as all writers should do!

Spring is here!

Spring has finally come and today I went without a jacket! Hooray!
Of course, there are gardens to tend (my hubby did one and my son did the other) and other springy things, but I'm nearing the end of my latest story and hate to put it down!!!
The other great news is my hubby killed 9 of our chickens, so it's chicken soup for supper. Again. The kids are starting to complain, but hey, at least we won't have colds.
I'm off to a school convention with 10 kids!! I'll be back Friday but I'm sure I won't be in any shape for anything.

Where has the time gone?

This past week and weekend have raced by and I can't think of what I've done.
Well, I've done a lot of writing and my hubby and I took a drive up the coast for research, but apart from that, not much. My daughter spent nearly the whole weekend at her cousin's house and we played cards with the in laws...
So here it is Tuesday. We had a wild winter storm last night and this morning, (someone forgot to remind the weather systems that it's now spring) and the kids got a day off school.
Now we have a foot of snow and it's so bright out, I could hardly make it to the chicken coop.
Which reminds me, I threw my back out yesterday trying to chase 10 of the darn things back into the coop and even today, there was still one out. Fortunately, they like to go after a while, so you usually only need to open the door for them.
But there are times like yesterday, when they are quite happy to hide behind the old bicycle and lay their eggs.
I think I'm beginning to hate chickens. And my back still hurts.

Where has the time gone?

This past week and weekend have raced by and I can't think of what I've done.
Well, I've done a lot of writing and my hubby and I took a drive up the coast for research, but apart from that, not much. My daughter spent nearly the whole weekend at her cousin's house and we played cards with the in laws...
So here it is Tuesday. We had a wild winter storm last night and this morning, (someone forgot to remind the weather systems that it's now spring) and the kids got a day off school.
Now we have a foot of snow and it's so bright out, I could hardly make it to the chicken coop.
Which reminds me, I threw my back out yesterday trying to chase 10 of the darn things back into the coop and even today, there was still one out. Fortunately, they like to go after a while, so you usually only need to open the door for them.
But there are times like yesterday, when they are quite happy to hide behind the old bicycle and lay their eggs.
I think I'm beginning to hate chickens. And my back still hurts.

Beautiful day!

Finally we have a beautiful day. It's a bit windy, but the sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky and the temps are far warmer than in recent days.
I got out for a walk, wishing all days were like this so one doesn't lose the incentive to exercise.
But I have to write and I can't do that walking, so I'm back inside now, writing/editing/creating/polishing. I may take a break and watch CNN. So much has happened in the news this past week, hasn't it? It's almost addictive, watching news shows.
I also need to get out and do some researching. I want to go caving, but am certainly not going in alone, if I do indeed find a cave to start with.
This is all on top of the obvious housework that needs to be done.
Never enough time. I think I'll just go outside again.

Rejection!

My editor called yesterday. My proposal didn't fly with the head editor. It was a bit of a disappointment, but hey, I'm sure my editor wasn't looking forward to making the call, either.
I'm learning to be gracious. Darn hard, eh? Thank God for medications, I say! (private joke, this is, but any of you out there with teenagers, you know what I mean)
My editor was very kind and helpful and I do have a full manuscript with her also, so my money's on that one for now.
And in the meantime, I'm back to writing. I'm finishing up that proposal's full manuscript. Yup, the one that was rejected. I believe when I start a project, I should give it all and finish it.
This weekend my hubby and I are taking the family to an Answers in Genesis conference.
www.answersingenesis.org

I find all that stuff fascinating, and wasn't even in the church ten minutes and I was purchasing the 'super duper' pack worth over $400!
Hubby looked at it and said, "I guess that's why I work over time."