The Girl got her beginner’s permit today. She needed it by tomorrow for Driver’s Ed, so when she got home from school, we boogied on up to the Dept. of Motor Vehicles so she could take the "Knowledge Test". I’d already printed out the necessary forms and had filled in (with typing where possible) the information. Before we left, we double-checked all the identification she had to bring with her: Social Security card, birth certificate, and proof of residency (in…
One of the earliest places I archived my stories (besides fanfiction.net) was a little spot called fanfics.org. Compared to other sites, it seemed like a little hole-in-the-wall spot, not frequented by the big names, and seemingly abandoned by its owner, a guy from England named Philip. He used to chat with me on IM from time to time, and every time he did, he told me he was drunk… not exactly something to inspire confidence. Then, in 2005, he decided to…
School’s back in session as of Tuesday. Boy #1 enters high school and the Girl begins her senior year. The Girl passed both her AP exams. I have a new laptop. We had a lovely week in Michigan with Hubby’s family. All of it, from all corners of the globe. And I’ve changed my permissions on this space due to a two-week long email imbroglio with an old acquaintance. I won’t describe it in detail, suffice it to…
And a happy Father’s day for all the dads I know… including my own, my FIL, and my beloved Hubby! As the title states, the Girl took the second of her College Board tests – the ACT – yesterday. She said it wasn’t quite as hard as the SAT and she was glad she didn’t have to write an essay. Hubby had Friday and Saturday off as his regular days off, and spent much of yesterday digging post holes for…
Yesterday was the Girl’s appointment to take the SAT. This meant getting up early, taking Hubby to work early then on to the technical college, dropping her off for the big event. She had the cell phone, which I rather regretted later. Went home, napped, and restarted the day around 11ish. She called just before 1 for pick up. On the way back home, I filled the gas tank about halfway. Though I’d used cash, the pump wanted to charge…
Just got back from seeing Riders In The Sky. We’ve been fans of theirs for years, ever since the kids were young and we bought Harmony Ranch and the days of their Saturday morning TV show (though Hubby was a fan long before that!). It was a wonderful concert, full of great cowboy songs and comedy. Clean, fun… a lot of families brought young kids dressed up as buckaroos and buckarettes . We sat way, way up in the nosebleed section…
Been a while since I updated this. I’ve been working with my live journal more, partially because I have more friends there. But I stopped by here and realized that I hadn’t updated the artwork lately. The Girl did a piece for me for Mother’s Day/birthday, and did it not only in canon, but for IR:TNP, too. Very cool stuff! I’ve been busy with IR:TNP (we had a server foul up that required a total rebuild of the forum),…
Whew! What a day! Four big things with FanLib Monday/Tuesday! First, I wrote an entry for No Hiatus, the FanLib blog, concerning Script Frenzy, a script-writing challenge from the people who gave us NaNoWriMo. It went up Monday (as Script Frenzy started yesterday) and I noticed that I wasn’t listed as a "guest blogger". Instead, I have my own byline there! Very cool! I have another entry coming up today or tomorrow about the new Thunderbirds novels. Second, I sent in my 50 Creativity…
I guess I’m living in them. It’s been an interesting past few days. We got the notice over the weekend that Boy #1 has been invited to go to the Arts Awakening weekend again. It’ll be over his dad’s birthday, but that’s okay. We’ll celebrate at some other point. The weekend camp is sponsored by the YMCA for the public schools, is by invitation only, and this is the second year that he’s been tapped for the honor. He’s already said…
Written for prompt #149 at all_unwritten. Prompt: Torture It was just torture. He sat there, listening to the distant noises, the banging, the murmurs, trying to catch a sense of what was happening beyond the wall. The temperature rose, subtly at first, then more noticeably. Not too hot, not here, but it would definitely be hotter in the room where she’d gone. His knee began to jiggle with tension as he tried to hold himself in check. Not now, not…