In Which We Check In

Well, we've officially made it through NaNo week 1, and I want to know how things are going for you.
Judging by your word counters on my buddy lists, most of you are doing amazeballs. Way better than me.

I've been hitting the word count each day, which is a bit of a disappointment. I really want need to get ahead, not just because of the approaching holiday (though that is definitely a reason) but also because I know this weekend is pretty shot for me.






Friday we're hosting a baby shower for a writer friend (Twin's Co-Worker) and her writer husband. So, judging by our party timeline (there's going to be a lot of baking and cooking) I really won't have time to squeeze in any writing on Friday.

Saturday is my Mom's birthday, so we'll be going out for breakfast. I may be able to sneak in some words here, but I'm not going to count on it. I rarely, if ever, write on Saturdays. It's just not my thing.

Normally Sunday would be my day to catch up since Twin works on Sundays, but she's got this one off, and we have cooking club in the evening, and the theme this week is yeast breads.
Which means Twin and I will be doing even more baking on Sunday (and kneading and folding and rolling etc)

So. This is why I want to get ahead. Hopefully I can get 3K in today and Thursday. If so, that should give me a good enough buffer that I'll be able to make anything else up over the next week.

Now, I want to hear all about you. How's the daily grind going?
And if you're not participating in NaNo, what are you up to?

In Which I Make A Deal

So, after much thought and discussion regarding my Deal With The Universe, I've finally made up my mind on what I will do.

So here is the Official Deal:

If I get the thing that rhymes with Boffer of Bepresentation I will:
Pierce my ears.

And not normal piercing. I already have a set of holes in my lobes. No, I'm going to get an Industrial Bar piercing.




Or, I may be able to be talked into something like this:





It will depend on the conversation I have with the piercer at my tattoo studio.


So. There is my official Deal With The Universe. Witnessed by all of you.

On the plus side, my mom has also decided to make a Deal on my behalf.

Her official deal is:

If I (Sarah) get the above mentioned thing that rhymes with Boffer of Bepresentation, while I (Sarah) am getting my piercing, she will get a tattoo.

That's right, two Deals With The Universe.

So cross your fingers for me, and help the universe along.

So how about you? Made any deals (or got any piercings) lately?

In Which We Had No Interwebs

So the Internet was a no go yesterday evening in our house and therefore I couldn't write a post ahead of time.

Luckily, I have some LOLCats saved for just such and emergency.

Here you go.

And how was everyone's weekend? Twin, Myself and our mom went shopping at the Mall Of America and it was awesome.

In Which We Speak Of Moms

So how was everyone's Mother's Day?

Ours was kind of non-existent. I mean, Myself, Twin and Brother helped her and our dad paint the main floor of their house on Saturday. But Twin works on Sundays so not much happened on the actual holiday.

Of course our mom forgot it was Mother's Day until like 3 days before. And we had only realized this fact a few days before that.

We did send her flowers, which arrived while we were painting so that was fun.

The card read:

You created me Mom, so I guess you're to blame
For the love that I feel just from hearing your name
You're as tender and corned beef and as warm as pastrami
I wuv my mommy

Which is the best Mother's Day poem ever, and comes from Futurama.

When we were little our mom used to work nights in a nursing home. There is supposedly a "haunted floor" in the nursing home, but she didn't work on that one.

To seemingly make up for this fact she used to read to us before she went to work and before we went to bed.

I'm sure most mom's read fun things to their kids but not our mom. Nope.

She read us Stephen King short stories.

I distinctly remember The Mangler giving me nightmares.



Still though, it's not like we asked her to read us happy fun stuff.

So happy late Mother's Day Mom, and thanks for the nightmares.

How about you? Did you do anything fun for Mother's Day?