Open House and Stuff

I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out what to blog about and you know, not a lot is coming to mind. I mean, a lot is coming to mind, but nothing I’m really wanting to blog about.

So I’ll start with Open House at the school last night. The kids made all kinds of neat stuff. They were studying Texas because – in case you didn’t know – last week was Texas Week. Yes, we have a whole week dedicatd to our fine state. It’s because we used to be a republic. 😉 Anyway, they also studied the president and wrote a letter to him. My kiddo’s started out with, “Dear Mr. President: How’s the war going?” I giggled. I couldn’t help it. Apparently, he had a lot of questions for our president. I have a couple, too. Like why the hell gas is so high. But I won’t get into that. He closed the letter with, “When I grow up, I want to be a fireman.”

Outside the classroom, they had all the Texas flags hanging up for everyone to see. There were some interesting creations of the Texas flag. One was made out of cupcakes. Hm. I would think that’d make for a very messy flag. But what do I know?

The kids also wrote books and mine wrote one about his dog that got sick. Actually, it was the grandparent’s dog and it was during that whole dog/cat food scare. That poor dog apparently got some of the bad food and they had to put him down. Anyway, the book was pretty cute.

Inside the classroom, they had made these snakes. Very cute. The teacher had also put up a PowerPoint presentation with quotes from the kids. They were studying heroes and each student said who their real life hero was. My kiddo said this: “My mom is my hero because she writes books for people to read. She works very hard at her two jobs. I appreciate her.” Talk about a tear-jerker. But I was more touched than anything. I’m impressed he realizes I write books (and certainly nothing for him to read! haha). It sort of makes me want to move toward that YA fiction faster.

So that was open house. We didn’t get home until well after 7 and then it was a race to get dinner done and dishes and then get some work done on the contest. I was beat by the time 10 pm rolled around. Plus, I had a child up and down because he couldn’t sleep since he took a two hour nap this afternoon. That makes for a Crazy Mom.

I’ve blogged before about my weird dating world with Man #1 and Man #2. I got a call from a good friend of mine who is in a similar situation. I swear, I think we’re cosmic sisters or something. Everything she was saying about her relationship(s) could be a mirror image of mine. And the really funny thing is, we’re really not all that comfortable talking about our Men with our closest friends. Not that they’d judge us. It’s just that… well, my situation is so bizarre with Man #1 that if I explained it to someone, they would wonder why the hell I was wasting my time. And yes, it is odd. Even Man #1 agrees it’s odd. I know it’s odd. I’ve even said it’s odd to him (and really I just want to see how many times I can get the word odd in here ;)).

And sometimes, I really think a man wants to be ignored. Sometimes, I think that seems to be the only answer to get his attention. Well, that and breaking up with him to give him a major wake-up call and realize what he’s losing. This is, of course, just my opinion and what I’ve experienced. I’m sure there are others with their own dating horror stories.

I’ve been reading my galley of A Break In Time. There are some really great moments and then there are some really bad moments. The pace drags in a few places and now that I’m reading through it again after months of not looking at it, it makes me want to revise it. But, alas, it is too late. I will have to just suck it up and get over it. I still have a bad taste in my mouth with this book, I guess. It was such a nightmare to rewrite and get done. I can definitely tell a difference in the first part of the book and the middle section where the pacing picks up and the writing is… snappier. It’s like I hit my stride right there. The serials were written so long ago and I was so…amateurish and it shows. At least to me. I’m sure the average reader won’t pick up on it, but most readers aren’t all that average.

Oh well. I’ll just have to chalk it up to experience. And I just have to keep writing.

And… the dragon story pulled at me today. For some reason, it called me. So I quietly slipped it out of its hiding place in the deep recesses of my thumb drive, blew the dust off and read the first chapter. My fingers itched to write and so I ended up fleshing out a few things about my young hero. I had no idea he had two sisters until today! Imagine that.

Okay I think I’ve rambled enough now. I’m off to start the day!

By Michelle

I love dragons, castles, fairies and elves. I drink coffee, wine and martinis. Fantasy, paranormal and contemporary romance author. Proud Texan.