I can't tell you how much I hate head colds. I can't think of one good thing to say about a head cold.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Reports have reached us that Easter eggs all over America, stuffed to capacity, are preparing to go into hiding. Red, green, blue, yellow; it doesn't matter. They all wait nervously for the final word which means they must disappear before voracious egg-hunters begin the search.
Who will survive?
Posted by Beth MacKinney at 12:40 PM
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Stardate: Way past bedtime
The little people are in bed, and I'm trying hard not to be envious. They don't have to grade papers, and there are four of them to generate schoolwork and only one of me to deal with it.
(Although two of the little people aren't really so little anymore, and they insist that they're really ensigns by now. I maintain that unless you clean the bathroom once a week, you cannot be promoted to ensign. Also, ensigns must be able to swab. It is a longstanding tradition, and I refuse to be the kind of captain who doesn't observe the formalities of swabbing.)
Also, two of them don't have to deal with physics or trigonometry. Somehow that should benefit me, but I can't quite figure out how yet.
It's been a long and busy day, and I decided to make it longer by making banana bread and streusel topped strawberry muffins. (Please note that being able to bake floofy snacks is not required in order to be a captain, but it does make for a happier crew. Also note that spell-check denies floofy is a word. It's objection to my using the word is duly noted and ignored.)
Somewhere along the way, my feet got really tired of standing in the kitchen. I think it was because I was wearing my old shoes. All I know for a fact is that if I was floating in space, my feet would not hurt this much. But on the other hand, I've gotten sort of used to oxygen. Decisions, decisions. I think I'm better off here.
Posted by Beth MacKinney at 8:27 PM
Friday, March 12, 2010
Today was a busy day. I didn't save the universe. I didn't discover anything that altered life for mankind. To be honest, I didn't even get my house cleaned and all the papers graded for school.
But I did get to make brownies with my youngest child. We had a good time, just doing something fun together. You know, sometimes, that's enough.
Posted by Beth MacKinney at 5:04 PM
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I don't know how many people look forward to exercise. Probably very few. But we do look forward to the results. So here's an exercise which I hope will help us all come up with some great ideas as we work on our books. (P.S. I didn't come up with this, but am adapting it for my own current needs.)
1. Lift pencil
2. Lift paper
3. Choose character
4. Duct tape mouth of inner editor
5. Drop and give me twenty-five terrible things that could happen to your protagonist (You heard me, mister. I said twenty-five.)
Because really bad is really good. The worse things get for your protag, the better it is for you. I'm not good at making my MC suffer, so I'm hoping that doing this is going to help me get past a stuck place on a ms that I'm working on, especially since I only have a vague idea of where I want to go with it. Hope it works for you too!
Posted by Beth MacKinney at 3:08 PM