Another Day At Home
Jan. 12th, 2011 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teddy_radiatorWe ended up with another day at home (I told you the South can't do ice), so here I am, writing away. I've just uploaded another chapter of Lay Me Low to Ashwinder, and I'm working on Droxy's Challenge fic, Staring At The Sun. The more I work on it, the more I like it. It's taking shap
We're trying to get one of the rooms ready for the Hub's kids when they visit in February. Kat's room was just a junk room, and we actually got rid of a lot of stuff, but it also has all our music equipment as well, so it'll be like living in a studio for a couple of weeks.
Mouse the cat was jumping up and down to go outside today, so out he went. Not amused. Came grumbling back in, gave me a look that could crack concrete and buried his nose in his food bowl for a good five resentful minutes. The other two tried to tell him it just wasn't worth freezing his non-existent nads off, but he's not a very bright cat. Everytime he blinks, he thinks it's a new day.
We're hoping that everyone will have cabin fever and come to the shop tomorrow. We had such a phenomenal day Saturday that we're hoping for one tomorrow. After all, we'll only have a three-day week this week.
The Hubs and I had a Rickman filmfest - I made spag bol and we watched Truly, Madly, Deeply (in which I cried and poured almost as much snot as Juliet Stevens) and Blow-dry, which I loved, inspite of Josh Hartnett's wavering Yorkshire accent. Hell, what did I care? It was Alan Rickman with a porn tash and a tattoo on the bottom of his foot playing with hair. He hasn't been so dishy since Victoria Woods and all the Trimmings Christmas special.
I found a great frame for Sempraseverus' print, which I bought from dA before they booted me out, and it's going to look fab in my guest room. It's called Hello Earth, and it's just beautiful. Check out her journal entry today, Hermione's Diary. It just chilled me out like the best glass of wine. Wine....I think I have some in the fridge.....hmmmm.....
We're trying to get one of the rooms ready for the Hub's kids when they visit in February. Kat's room was just a junk room, and we actually got rid of a lot of stuff, but it also has all our music equipment as well, so it'll be like living in a studio for a couple of weeks.
Mouse the cat was jumping up and down to go outside today, so out he went. Not amused. Came grumbling back in, gave me a look that could crack concrete and buried his nose in his food bowl for a good five resentful minutes. The other two tried to tell him it just wasn't worth freezing his non-existent nads off, but he's not a very bright cat. Everytime he blinks, he thinks it's a new day.
We're hoping that everyone will have cabin fever and come to the shop tomorrow. We had such a phenomenal day Saturday that we're hoping for one tomorrow. After all, we'll only have a three-day week this week.
The Hubs and I had a Rickman filmfest - I made spag bol and we watched Truly, Madly, Deeply (in which I cried and poured almost as much snot as Juliet Stevens) and Blow-dry, which I loved, inspite of Josh Hartnett's wavering Yorkshire accent. Hell, what did I care? It was Alan Rickman with a porn tash and a tattoo on the bottom of his foot playing with hair. He hasn't been so dishy since Victoria Woods and all the Trimmings Christmas special.
I found a great frame for Sempraseverus' print, which I bought from dA before they booted me out, and it's going to look fab in my guest room. It's called Hello Earth, and it's just beautiful. Check out her journal entry today, Hermione's Diary. It just chilled me out like the best glass of wine. Wine....I think I have some in the fridge.....hmmmm.....
