General Update
Oct. 30th, 2006 11:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lls_mutantWell, happy day before Halloween. I'm alive, and pleasantly so. Although I wish people would stop sending me emails about Wash's first name. ::still can't believe I did that.::
Got the Sirius-the-altar-boy back from the betas. You know you have a good beta when you open the file and the vain part of you wants to cry :) You also know you're a good writer when you kick that part to the curb and buckle down and make the edits, cause certain betas are very, very smart. Of course, when it rains, it pours, and I also got my paper back from the reviewers the same day. A little more unnerving because one reviewer wanted more experimental data. Erm. Yeah. :P Anyway, hopefully the altar boy story will be up soon.
It's funny. My father's been gone for over fifteen years- just about half my life. I'm pretty used to it now, and life does go on. But sometimes it really surprises me to think about him as much as I do in a particular instance. Does that make sense? I mean, I expected to think about him a lot when I was in the process of getting married, or when I had Toby, or even around the big holidays. It was kind of funny that I was thinking of him so much as I carved the pumpkins today. Of course, 15 years mellows grief a lot, and it was just a warm, comfortable feeling remembering him (even if it was a little sad), but it was a bit of a surprise. It shouldn't be- Dad was always the one to really carve pumpkins with us, and he and I always had the same philosophy- we were willing to try little artistic "experiments" and I get my art talent from my dad. But still, I really felt like he was there as I was doing the pumpkins. I did the one ("mine") with our names- it almost looks like the font from Sin City. And I did Toby's in the classic jack-o-lantern style of triangles and a smile, and gave the pumpkin as many teeth as he has now :) They came out cute. (I still wish I'd taken a picture of the GoF pumpkin I did two years ago.)
Toby has a lion costume for Halloween, which is utterly adorable. We've put him in it a couple of times, and once he's in, he almost doesn't notice it. He's walking all over (thus the reason I haven't been writing much!), and he looks so cute stomping around with his tail! I'm taking him out early tomorrow night, not for candy, but just to show him off.
Life is quiet otherwise. The rents were here for the weekend, things are good, and I forgot to put a new pair of undies in the wash before I wore them and inadvertantly dyed my butt black. (Oops.) I think I did that when I went running. (Look, Kris! Running!) Still trying to lose weight and still getting nowhere, although my mother said I looked like I'd lost a lot, which means the working out is totally paying off. I'm gonna be an auntie, which is totally cool. Things are good... just busy.
So how are you all?
Got the Sirius-the-altar-boy back from the betas. You know you have a good beta when you open the file and the vain part of you wants to cry :) You also know you're a good writer when you kick that part to the curb and buckle down and make the edits, cause certain betas are very, very smart. Of course, when it rains, it pours, and I also got my paper back from the reviewers the same day. A little more unnerving because one reviewer wanted more experimental data. Erm. Yeah. :P Anyway, hopefully the altar boy story will be up soon.
It's funny. My father's been gone for over fifteen years- just about half my life. I'm pretty used to it now, and life does go on. But sometimes it really surprises me to think about him as much as I do in a particular instance. Does that make sense? I mean, I expected to think about him a lot when I was in the process of getting married, or when I had Toby, or even around the big holidays. It was kind of funny that I was thinking of him so much as I carved the pumpkins today. Of course, 15 years mellows grief a lot, and it was just a warm, comfortable feeling remembering him (even if it was a little sad), but it was a bit of a surprise. It shouldn't be- Dad was always the one to really carve pumpkins with us, and he and I always had the same philosophy- we were willing to try little artistic "experiments" and I get my art talent from my dad. But still, I really felt like he was there as I was doing the pumpkins. I did the one ("mine") with our names- it almost looks like the font from Sin City. And I did Toby's in the classic jack-o-lantern style of triangles and a smile, and gave the pumpkin as many teeth as he has now :) They came out cute. (I still wish I'd taken a picture of the GoF pumpkin I did two years ago.)
Toby has a lion costume for Halloween, which is utterly adorable. We've put him in it a couple of times, and once he's in, he almost doesn't notice it. He's walking all over (thus the reason I haven't been writing much!), and he looks so cute stomping around with his tail! I'm taking him out early tomorrow night, not for candy, but just to show him off.
Life is quiet otherwise. The rents were here for the weekend, things are good, and I forgot to put a new pair of undies in the wash before I wore them and inadvertantly dyed my butt black. (Oops.) I think I did that when I went running. (Look, Kris! Running!) Still trying to lose weight and still getting nowhere, although my mother said I looked like I'd lost a lot, which means the working out is totally paying off. I'm gonna be an auntie, which is totally cool. Things are good... just busy.
So how are you all?
