When submitting a book or writing a book...

When submitting a manuscript, make sure you've proofread it EXTENSIVELY. Sometimes when you've spent so much time working on a book, it's hard to catch those little mistakes...like writing sever instead of severe and so one and so forth. Never send in a book without having someone reading it who has a good eye for those sorts of things. Another trick is to read your manuscript outloud to yourself. It may sound stupid, but you'd be amazed at what you'll catch that your eyes have skimmed over and missed. When you send something in that has a lot of minor grammatical mistakes, bad punctuation, missing words, wrong tenses or wrong/mispelled words, it looks extremely unprofessional and leads your editor to believe that you may not take your writing as seriously as we take our editing work. You may have a really good story with great elements, but sometimes we just can't overlook those mistakes.

And a writing tip. When writing, be sure you're writing and using all five of the senses. Make sure the reader is completely immersed in what is going on--the smells, the sounds, the way things feel, how something tastes, and of course, what the character sees. Sight tends to be the main sense used, and it's just not enough. To have a great story, the reader needs to feel like they are there and experiencing firsthand what the characters are seeing, hearing, touching, smelling, tasting, etc.

Oh, I gotta share

This is just too funny. Myles made this and sent it to me...had me laughing so hard I was crying. And yes, that is him and I...I have no clue what pic he used of me...I'm red. LOL

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1112176514

Things that make me smile--in no particular order

1. When I go to bed at night and Myles always comes back to tuck me in a give me a kiss goodnight.

2. My dad. I've got the greatest dad on earth and we have sooo much fun together. "I'm Rick James, bitch!"

3. My mom and how she talks to herself...how she even argues with herself. It's pure comedy.

4. My little brother and seeing how much he's just like me. He loves to read, he talks too much, he gets good grades in school, he's silly...he's great!

5. My friends. I have great friends. We all have so much fun together and I feel so lucky to be able to surround myself with a second family of my choosing.

6. People who don't like me. Yes, they do make me smile. I am who I am and what I am and if I don't like it, well, you've missed out on getting to know a pretty good person, if I do say so myself. =)

7. Random, simple gifts. My best friend, Ann (Yes, her name is really Ann), is really good at this. She's one of the most thoughtful people I know. Her Christmas present to me last year was the best...a calendar where she marked all important dates (her and her husband's birthdays and kids birthdays, holiday stuff we do, anniversaries, etc.) and also wrote a special message to me on every month. It makes me smile when I look at that calendar every morning. My other best friend, Misty, is great at that stuff, too. When I'm sick or feeling down, she'll pop over with some ice cream or a bottle of wine to cheer me up.

8. All of my "neices" and "nephews". They may not be mine by blood, but they are Misty and Ann's children, so that makes them family. All between the ages of 2-13, they are all so different and so wonderful. I love getting to spend time with them and watching them grow up.

9. My grandmother. She's the smallest woman I know and the feistiest. I definitely got my attitude from her. She's got to be the coolest grandmother ever. "I've got a wooden spoon in there with your name on it" is still her favorite saying, even though I'm bigger than her and no longer a toddler. Though, she didn't like it when my brother, two cousins and I all took our pocket knives up to the kitchen on day and carved our names into her wooden spoons. "But now you're not lying, Grandma"

10. My brother when he came home from Iraq. I think that was one of the greatest feelings in the world, knowing he was home safe and away from the danger he faced every day while he was patrolling in Baghdad. I won't be smiling when he goes back, though, probably in February.

11. Listening to Myles grumble when on trash day, I get home from work and go out to check the mail but don't bring the trash can up. I know it's wrong, but I can't help but giggle a little.

12. Watching Myles roll his eyes as I do one of my OCD things. Yes, I have OCD, even on meds for it. I have soooo many little quirks and things I HAVE to do, like straightening pillows, making sure shorts are in color order, having everything in the kitchen a certain way, evening straightening the pillows and blankets on the couches EVERYDAY when I come home from work. The meds help, but they don't take it all away. LOL Makes for a good editor, though. *wink*

There are so many more I could list, but this is already long enough. This time of year always makes me think about what I have and the things and people that make me happy and how lucky I am to have been blessed with each and every one of them.

Thank You!

I've got to send a big Thank You out to everyone who responded to my shameless begging for romance books. =) I know that as soon as I am able to give them all to Jennifer, she's going to be absolutely elated. Just today she was talking about how said she was that she lost all her books. Man, I hate keeping secrets!!!

I need your help!!!!

A girl I work with lost her home to a fire on Thanksgiving morning. They made it out of the house in their pajamas...not even any shoes on their feet. The Red Cross gave them money to get some clothes...thank God Wal Mart was open on Thanksgiving...but anyways, everything was lost. It looks like the fire was started due to a malfunction with their gas furnace. Everything is a lost. My fiance and I drove over there last evening to see if there was any way we could get some people together to help them go through stuff, but there is literally nothing left but charred walls. I can't even imagine how devastating this is for her and her family.

Jennifer is a huge romance reader, but sadly, she lost all of her books in the fire and right now won't have the money to buy more, since she has things like clothes and every househould staple you can imagine to buy. I'd like to get together a book gift basket for her and would appreciate any romance books anyone can donate to a really good cause. They'll need to be sent to my home address so I can get the present organized for her. Thanks so much to any and all who can help with this. Please contact me with any questions and if you are will to donate books, please contact me and let me know. Thanks!

Happy Monday!

I'm trying to be positive. :P Is it working yet? Anywho, it's Monday after a four day weekend, which was sooooooo nice by the way, and I'm a bit sad to be back here at work. Again, I can't wait until I can quit this place and just edit from home. That will make for a very happy Ann. But, at least i only have to work a few full weeks and then we'll have two four-day weekends for Christmas and New Year and then only a few days until we go to Hawaii for two weeks. Ah, that will be bliss. I'm thinking on the total of thirteen hours spent in a plane, I'll get A LOT of submissions read through. Yeah, that will be pretty nice.

And, I'm going to start something new on here. I've been sick of eating the same things, so I've been recipe searching and bringing back some of my old faves along with finding new faves. So, just to keep the spirit of gluttony going strong, I'm going to post the first one today for Loaded Baked Potato Soup. Oh my god this stuff is heavenly. :)

Ingredients:

2/3 cup butter
2/3 cup flour
7 cups milk
4 large potatoes, baked, cooled, peeled and cubed, about 4 cups (fyi, I don't pre-bake my potatoes, I just peel and cube them and throw them in. Just cook the soup for a teeny bit longer until they soften and it's A-okay.)
4 fresh green onions, thinly sliced
10 to 12 strips of bacon, cooked, drained, crumbled (fresh cooked bacon is a must. Don't use bacon bits. The freshly cooked bacon is phenomenal in it)
1 1/4 cups shredded mild cheddar cheese (I just dump a bag in because I'm a cheese freak)
1 cup (8 oz) sour cream
3/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper

Preparation:

In a large Dutch oven or stock pot over low heat, melt butter. Stir in flour. Stir until smooth and bubbly. Gradually add milk, stirring constantly, until sauce has thickened. Add potatoes and onions. Continue to cook, stirring constantly, until soup begins to bubble.

Reduce heat, simmer gently for 10 minutes (longer if using uncooked potatoes). Add remaining ingredients; stir until cheese is melted. Serve immediately. Serves 6 to 8 people. (If there's only two of you like there is us, it'll last for 3 dinners, which makes it really cheap, which I like.)

Ah, stuffed on leftovers

Hopefully everyone's Thanksgiving went wonderfully. Mine was great. =) Myles and I headed up to South Bend to my grandma and grandpa's house for dinner with the whole fam dam and then stayed the night at my Mom and Dad's. Poor Myles, though. Spending the whole day with MY family when you don't share our loud, annoying, mouthy, obnoxious genes can be quit trying. He came from a small, quiet family, so spending a day with mine is like putting a bookworm in a room full of jocks. Poor guy does well with us, though.

And when we got home, my parents' lab, Toby, went crazy and busted his tail open again...labs have a tendency to do that. Poor Tobias. There was blood all over the place and the poor dog wouldn't stay still because he didn't understand that Mom and Dad were just trying to help him by wrapping his tail up. Needless to say, he has about two inches of exposed bone...worse than he's ever done it before. Poor pooch is going in on Tuesday for a tail amputation. =( The vet said she has to do this to about four labs per year. My uncle breeds yellow labs and he had to have it done to his stud. Dog looks funny as hell now, but if you let it go, gangrene can set in or they can get septic and it can kill them. A doggie with no tail is better than a dead doggie, especially when you adore your dog as much as my mom adores Toby.

Not much else went on. We actually went out last night with some friends, which we haven't been able to do in a while, but it kinda turned out to be a bust. Instead of going to my fave bar, we ended up at another bar, which I'm not particularly fond of. Myles and I got there earlier than everyone and played a few games of darts...my arm is sore today from playing a total of seven games. And their drinks sucked, too. Turns out, the bar is on probation for serving minors, so they made really weak drinks. And, because of their probation, they closed at midnight, so we left at 11:30. By the time we got to my favorite bar, they were packed, which sucked because we had to squeeze into a table with someone I can't stand. I mean, really just don't like. Yeah, it was just all messed up. I didn't even get to sing. So, we were home by 12:30...what a bust.

Today, I'm finishing put Christmas stuff up. Woo hoo! And tomorrow is Thanksgiving dinner at our house for our friends, so that'll be good. More food! It's killing my Hawaii diet, though.

Ahhh, Friday

Yes, it's finally Friday. As soon as I get out of work, I'll be heading to pick up my little brother a birthday present and then heading up north to be "home" for the weekend. I like being home. =) Myles has a rough time with it, since he's not used to a loud obnoxious, constantly going family like mine. He can only handle it for one or two days and then he has to get out of there. =P He loves them all to death, but he's used to quiet family gatherings.

I think I might actually play hooky from work next Monday and Tuesday and head to Kingsbury to go hunting with my dad and cousin. I'm thinking that sounds like a darn good idea. It's deer seaon, baby! Or we'll get some pheasants. Whichever we can get. :)

And on a completely different note, something happened today to make me think that there might actually be hope for the world. I was driving to school and a funeral procession was driving by, going the opposite way as me. I still pulled over. It's just the right, respectful thing to do. (I was learned well by my parents) Normally, no one else pulls over, just blows by the procession if they are going the opposite way, or even passes the procession if it's two lanes. I can't stand that. I hate it with a passion. You are supposed to stop! But, today, everyone on the road pulled over until the procession had passed. It was amazing. I even called Myles right away and told him, since he knows this is a HUGE pet peeve for me. But yes, I finally gained some hope back for humanity.

Today will be a good day

Yes, I think it will. I'm spending my day at work getting some subs read through, plus, after work, a few of my bridesmaids and I are going to the bridal shop to look at dresses for them. After that, we're heading to my favorite bar to have some drinks and sing some songs and have some girl time. And I was even really bad and bought a pack of cigarettes this morning to smoke tonight so I wouldn't be a mooch. LOL Plus, I'm sure some of our "bar" friends will be there as well, so it should be a good night.

And I'm being bad and drinking caffeine this morning. I'm sure I'm going to pay for it a little bit throughout the day, but I couldn't resist a Peppermint White Chocolate Mocha latte from Starbucks this morning. And to top it all off, I listened to my theme song three times on my way to work..."Asshole" by Denis Leary. Man, I love that song. =) Puts me in a chipper mood. And I'm sure that in itself speaks for itself when it comes to me, but that's okay. I am who I am who I are.

Editing Tips

One thing I've been seeing a lot of lately is more telling in manuscripts than showing. When you tell the reader what is happening, you're not drawing them into the story, making them visualize everything and urging them to read forward. I know if I get a book from the library or I'm standing in the store looking for a book to buy, I'll read the first chapter. If it doesn't catch me, I don't buy the book. To catch me requires two things: a good hook and good storytelling. If you don't manage to do both of those things, you're not getting my money in your pocket. And if you're submitting to me, you're probably not getting me to buy your story, either.

Don't just write "She was sad." You've got to give me...and your readers...more than that. Was she crying? Were her cheeks red? Or, maybe she wasn't crying yet, but you could see the tears glistening in her eyes, ready to roll down her cheeks as soon as she blinked. Paint the picture for me.

Tried to relax and only ended up more stressed and frustrated

So, last night, I decided I was going to get my violins out, stick some Kansas in the CD player, and play to my heart's content to unwind a little bit. That didn't work out as well as I'd thought it would. Since I haven't had time to play in a while, and my instruments have been sitting in the closet since we moved into the new house...a year ago...my strings had gone to hell. Took me a half hour to tune a violin, and then, every time I tried to play, the strings would slip out of tune again. After struggling for an hour, I finally gave up and went downstairs to go through some submissions.

One would think my evening would be fine after that, but no, all was not good. I'd only been sitting on the couch for a few minutes when I heard this horrid shrieking outside, which I knew could only be my cat. She doesn't play well with others. But the thing is, she's a royal bitch to her brother, Piper, and can be to Myles and I at times, but if any strays come around, she cowers in fear and poos herself. Yes, she gets the shit scared out of her, quite literally. I open the door and she comes tearing in while a cat half her size goes running off into the rain...mind you, my cat weighs thirteen pounds. Her stomach sways when she runs. It's quite comical. :)

So I'm getting the pizza out of the oven, the energy just wasn't there to cook anything "real" for dinner, and I look down to see Nikon standing on my white ceramic tile with drops and paw prints of blood all around her. Ugh. And, she's a royal pain in the butt most of the time, so trying to figure out what was wrong with her was NOT FUN. Looks like her ear got tweaked, so no huge vet bills like when she got into a scuffle with a raccoon that ripped her up pretty good.

But needless to say, I got to crawl around on my hands and needs cleaning up bloody paw prints. Grrrrr. I love the cat to death, but man she can be a pain. Piper is so much easier...he's just stupid, and skittish and drools when you pet him. LOL

Ahh, Monday

Not much going on today and nothing really of note to talk about. Except for the fact that it's November 12 and it's about 60 or 65 degrees outside. When does that happen? If this is what global warming does, I'm digging it. =) Normally it's 20 degrees and windy as heck outside this time of year. I don't think I'm going to complain about 60 and sunny.

I'm spending my day finishing up the first round of edits on a book and then I'll spend most of this evening reading subs. I've had to many edits lately, the subs have slipped, so I'll be getting TONS of those done this week. Now, if only I could find time to read something I WANT to read. =)

Midnight on Saturday...

...and I'm sitting on the couch in my PJs, doing my grammar homework. Yes, sentence diagrams are fun! Lucky Myles is out at the bar with his buddy, my Ann is out of town, and my Misty and her fiance have the kids, and everyone else...well, no one else I really want to hang out with. =P Or they're not here in Lafayette. Plus, I didn't drink because I didn't know if Myles would need a ride home from the bar, but he just calle and said he wasn't drinking much, so I wouldn't need to pick him up. So I wasted a perfectly good Saturday night being sober. LOL And on top of it all, I can't sleep because I'm on antibiotics and they keep me up ALL night. It'll probably be 3 or 4 before I can force myself to sleep. Ugh. At least it enables me to get TONS done. I'll have a REALLY clean house before the week is out...even cleaner than normal. And I'm a REALLY clean person. :)

Ahhh...Saturday

So, I've been sick, so I slept in until noon today. Not what I had planned, but oh well. I woke up nauseated again, to I decided to finally go to the doc, which I never do unless I HAVE to. I have to go to the doctor enough for other stuff, so if it's not my regular every three month appt, then I don't want to do it. =P Turns out, this cold I can't kick is what is causing everything. So now I have drugs! Woo hoo!

And a big fishbowl margarita from El Rodeo will make me feel better tonight. And some steak fajitas. Yeah yeah. :) Myles is going out with one of his guy friends tonight, so I'm going out with my friends David and Misty and their kids to grab to Mexican food, which Myles detests and which happens to be one of my faves.

But for right now, I'm going to get some more editing done and when I get home from dinner, I'll get even more editing done. And I'll probably edit all day tomorrow. Rock on.

It's finally Friday!

Yes, indeed. And I'm in a MUCH better mood today. :) I even get to leave here early. Woo hoo! The assessor is coming over to assess the house and I want to make sure every little this is perfect, so they assess us the highest possible. I'm not the money person in the house, for obvious reasons, and I think Myles said that the higher they assess us, the better it is for us to acquire more properties. *shrugs* There's a reason he takes care of all that and I just spend what he gives me/tells me I can. LOL

And tonight, we'll be going to our best friend's house to have dinner, play some Mexican Train Dominoes or rummy, watch a movie, and have some drinks. And play with my adorable neice, of course. My Squirt. =) I've looking forward to having a relaxing evening. I can't remember the last time I took an evening and didn't touch my laptop at all. I'll make up for it this weekend, though, that's for sure. I'll have the house all to myself since Myles has to work all weekend, plus, he and his one of his best friends are going out on Saturday night for a boys' night, so I'll have an evening to myself to edit, watch my chick flick, and eat ice cream for dinner. I've done well...it's been TWO WEEKS since I have had ice cream. Probably a world record for me. :P

Guess what?

Yup, I'm still in a "mood". I got set off pretty early this morning, too. I ALMOST said things to a coworker that I shouldn't have said. So, shall we list them yet again? Sure, why not.

1) Quitting smoking sucks! I finally figured out the nausea...I looked up nicotine withdrawal symptoms. And, you guessed it, what they call "quitter's flu" is pretty common. And, I'm thinking my pissy mood has something to do with this whole quitting smoking thing. :) Didn't really want to quit, I just can't justify spending over four bucks for a pack of cigarettes everyday. Between Myles and I we're spending about $60 a week on cigarettes...more if we go out because we smoke more when we go out.

2) Yes, I'm going to get political here. I overheard some co-workers talking about the war this morning. They said they don't feel sorry for our guys over in Iraq because 1) the war is pointless, 2) they're the ones who signed up for the military, and 3) it's not like they do anything over there anyways. I had to clench my fists to keep from smacking the lady. My brother jusrt got back from Iraq from a year-long stint back in July. First he was doing transportation, driving the tankers and running fuel, and then he was moved to an assasin squad in Baghdad. He may not agree with why we're there and millions of others don't, but no matter why our guys are there, they're still there! They are still our men and women putting their lives on the line for our country. And to make it even better, my bro probably has to go back in August for another year to a year and a half. And no, they don't just sit around over there. My brother brought back pictures, videos and stories that would make your skin crawl. He had rocks and rotten meat thrown at him by CHILDREN whose parents encouraged them to do so, and he was bombed and lost most of the hearing in one ear. Luckily that was all that happened to him. I don't care if you don't like what's going on with Iraq and Iran and anywhere else. I don't care if you don't like our president. You should count yourself damn lucky to live here in the United States. If you want to complain about the war and our government and everything else, go live in Iraq for a year and come back and tell me what you think after that.

Okay, I'm done for now. I'll try to refrain from anymore rants. Maybe tomorrow I'll post something happy. Like puppies and babies and kittens and flowers.

I'm in a "mood"

Yeah, that's right. I'm in a "mood" today. A highly agitated mood. About numerous things. Shall I list them? Yes, let's!

1) Anyone out there getting married soon...elope. Yeah, I'm looking forward to the big day in 11 months, but it's a bitch to plan and get everything done. Especially when I'm not the one who wanted a big wedding in the first place.

2) I love my inlaws, but dammit, we come from different worlds and sometimes it's a pain to make her see that. Topsfield, MA (affluent suburb of Boston) vs South Bend (and now Lafayette), IN. Yes, WORLDS apart. On the weding website, I put "formal dress." MIL asked me t take that off so that people wouldn't think they needs to wear tuxes. Well, maybe that's what it means out there, but not here. Here in Indiana, it means "Please don't wear jeans." Yeah...seriously. If I don't say that, half my family will show up in camo. Seriously. So as you can all see, the wedding will be FUN. Bluebloods and Indiana hicks.

3) Old people should be tested before they get their driver's licenses. Most of them shouldn't be on the road at all. I was stuck behind one this morning that was driving 20 in a 50. No good for me, Miss Speed Demon Race Car Driver.

4) I'm sick of having stuff at my house. But if I say no to people, I get to look like the bad guy. Ever since we moved a year ago into a much bigger house, everyone now wants to have everything at my house. Their Lia Sophia, Candelite, Arbonne, etc parties. Their kids' birthdaty parties. Holiday dinners for friends. EVERYTHING. Yes we now have the biggest house in the easiest location with an awesome backyard. But trust me, it took us a year and a half to find this house and we had to scrape our pennies together to get it. Not to mention it was a foreclosure that needed/still needs a lot of work. Two bathrooms are Barney purple...need I say more?

5) I'm sick of being sick. I'm sick of blowing my nose. I'm sick of coughing.

6) I'm sick of having nausea in the afternoons. Three days now. And yes, I know where everyone's minds go with that, but no, I'm not pregnant. =P

Okay, I think I'm done...I think.

Oh, too too funny

Oh, lordy do I have one for you guys. :)

So I get home from work and then Myles gets home and I go up to his office to talk to him and ask him how his day was. We're chit-chatting a bit and Myles says "Hey, while you're up here, I'm going to put you to work." So, we go to take the air conditioning units out of the two upstairs windows. We had to get them this summer because the central air just wasn't cutting it. We need a new zone installed upstairs, but since we're getting a whole new furnace and AC in a few years, we don't want to spend the money on installing a zone when we can just do it then.

So we got the first one out okay, which was the smaller of the two. Afterwards, I'm standing in my in-process office/future nursery making a space in the closet for the second AC unit to go. I then hear Myles, in a Tim Allen voice say "Oh no." I walk into the hallway and look down into our bedroom to see him standing with his head out the window, looking down. Yeah, not good.
Instead of waiting for me, he thought he could do it on his own and open the window just a quarter of an inch to close the side flaps so he could get his hand around and behind it. Well, a quarter of an inch ended up being an inch and a half. Need I say more.

So Myles turns around and looks at me, and we both just start cracking up. I mean, it wasn't funny, but it was funny. It was one of those moments where all you can do is laugh.
But he actually managed to fix it. He amazing with that stuff. But, yeah. It was funny as hell. So needless to say, the AC isn't square anymore and it has some red marks on it from the mulch below it. We like to think of it as "modern".

I'm HIGHLY irritated right now

And even more logs in this spot of the yard. :(

Yeah, look at all the logs down. :( I counted about 30 of them in this spot.

So, I woke up this morning...afternoon I guess...at noon. Yeah, pretty late. I took Nyquil last night and it knocked me completely out. Didn't wake up once. :) But anyways, I got up, checked my email and then went grocery shopping. When I came home, Myles told me he was going out back to have a smoke and figure out what we were going to do. Of course, my curiosity was immediately perked and I followed him out there to have a smoke myself. Yeah, I wish I hadn't. I was met with the sight of my beautiful, mutilated backyard. Yeah, mutilated.

A few weeks ago, the power company said they were going to come back along our ravine and trim around the power lines. Okay, trim. Just cut off a few branches that were touching or close to touching the power lines. Yeah, not. That's sooo not what they did. Instead, they cut a ton of our trees down. So needless to say, I'm not so happy right now. Here's some pics of the damage they did...the blank spots, yeah, trees used to be there.

Finally Friday

So, I left work yesterday at about 11:00 and went home to curl up on the couch. The couch didn't last long, so I went up to bed at 11:30 and slept until 5:30, when Myles got home from work. Got up, ate some Taco Bell and went back to bed. I'm still a little stuffy and I'm coughing today, but I feel better overall. Tonight we're heading over to one of our rentals to have a few beers with the college guys who live there and pick up some tools that have been over there for too long.

I've got a bunch of stuff to do this weekend between cleaning the house and editing and such. So, yeah, I don't think I'll have much downtime. Plus, it's almost time to get the Christmas stuff out to go through it and make sure it's all okay. I'm a Christmas FREAK. I think I'm putting up two trees this year. One in the living room and one in the family room. :) Plus all my table decorations and my mantle decorations. Yay!

Not much going on today other than getting my "work" work done and then spending this afternoon here editing. I've got a pretty good system worked out here. :) Man, I can't wait until I get pregnant in a year and can quit this job in a year and a half and just edit from home.

So, Halloween wasn't so good

Yeah, I seem to have caught some sort of cold bug, so I wasn't going anywhere yesterday after I got home from work. =P So, I wasn't about to go and sing last night. My "signature" song is Jewel "Foolish Games" and I wasn't about to try and croak it out. LOL Nor was I about to attempt any of my Bon Jovi songs, either. 'S not happenin'. So, I got in my pajamas, grabbed the book I'm reading, Dark Thirst by Sara Reinke, grabbed a beer, my smokes, and the candy and sat on the porch to hand candy out to trick-or-treaters. The weather was gorgeous! Between 55 and 60...on the last day of October! I'm not sure what's up with our weather--must be all that global warming stuff--but I'm loving it. I think I counted 104 kids last night. Then I stopped and went to bed to watch TV. =P

And today, well, I'm just gonna try and make it through half the day at work and then go home to curl up on the couch and read submissions and watch TV. And I'm still in shock...but it's November 1 and I'm wearing flip-flops and a skirt. I don't think this has EVER happened before. It's usually pretty dang cold by now in Indiana. 'Cept for maybe southern Indiana.