Boys Are Gross

You know what drives me crazy? Saying the same thing, over and over again. Saying it so much until even *I’M* sick of hearing it. It’s that and the slow pace of being a child. You know, when nothing is a big deal and there’s no hurry to do anything. Such is the life of a Mom, I guess.

We had soccer practice Wednesday and all the boys seemed to be full of energy. They were acting silly and just being hyper. Unfotunately for me, it carried over into the evening when we got home. And because I couldn’t face cooking, I stopped for pizza.

And then of course I felt like a bloated whale after having two slices. Blah. It was like a big round ball of dough in the stomach.

Anyway. The other night, I had the kiddo in the bathtub. I don’t have a shower in the second bathroom, so he has to take sit-down baths. I have a very large cup for hair washing duty and he likes to play with it in the tub, too. When it was time to get him out, he announced he had a secret about the bathtub he wasn’t going to tell me. Of course that meant that he was up to no good. 

I finally get it out of him that he “went potty” in the cup because he had to go really bad and he couldn’t get to the toilet (which was, um, like 2 inches away. Hello.). I was completley grossed out so we had to start all over with a bath and I promptly put the cup in the dishwasher.

Boys, eh?

In other news…I’m a completely fired up about this fantasy story knocking around in my head. I even wrote up a synopsis–which in Michelle-Terms is not really a synopsis but more of a “this is some backstory and I don’t know if I’m going to use it or not but at least I know what’s going on” sort of thing. The thing about this story is…it’s really big. I’m not exactly sure how big yet. I’m not sure if I want to use the bits I wrote up as the basis of a book, or let it just be backstory. I could, essentially, go into at least three books with the story since it’s complex enough.

And that’s the other thing… I have these great big ideas and because they are so big, I’m never quite sure how to execute, where to start, how to start, all of that. So I guess the most important thing is to just START. I do have the beginning of what I would call the middle book. Oh and I think I have to decide whose story it is. Is each story about a different character or a cast? Is the story about the quest or the people? Is the story about Dark Vs. Light or what?

Lots to figure out there. This one will be brewing for a while, I have a feeling.

Anyway, I finished chapter five of Sex, Lies and Martinis and I have about 75 pages left to read of the galley. So I’m one tired, busy person. I wouldn’t have it any other way. 🙂

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.