Greetings to the two or three of you who read this on a regular basis. All is well, or at least better than it was before:
* Stepson, while still having his moments, seems to be straightening out. His biological father is here for a couple of weeks for his birthday. Yes, he stays with us. I tell people that and they look at me rather strangely, but I just smile and say "If you ever met him, you'd understand." And you would.
* Stepdaughter's wedding ceremony is May 9th in beautiful Pittsburg, Kansas. My oldest brother's family may come crash the party--he apparently told my stepdaughter they'd be there, but he hasn't told me that yet. I've asked him and am waiting patiently for a response. Tonight, we stopped at WalMart to pick out the Hawaiian shirts we'll wear for this thing. I'm serious. It has a Hawaiian theme. They're honeymooning in Hawaii--don't ask me how, but they've saved enough money to go out there for a week.
* My buddy in Charlotte is still getting married, though they've mutually agreed to move the date to October rather than June. All things considered, this is wise. I sense they're both coming out of the clouds a bit and realizing exactly what a commitment of this kind really means. Good. Speaking from the experience of two and a half years of Stepfather Boot Camp prior to marrying my own fine bride, it's good to know what one is getting into when one marries someone. Nothing's worse than marrying a rude surprise.
* We're coming up on the one-year anniversary of when DiDi had to be put to sleep--the "blind dog" this blog is technically in memory of, though I haven't written much about her lately. That could be an interesting series of posts, because some seriously funky stuff went through my head when we had that done. It feels queasy to sign the death warrant for a close friend, even if that friend is of a different species. If I'm up to it and things aren't too crazy here I'll give it as sensitive a treatment as I can.
* My book The Rain Song creeps to completion. Some things in it still need research, but to the best of my knowledge the plot holes have been filled and inconsistencies corrected. I have until the end of May to get my free NaNoWriMo proof copy of it, so there's time to make sure it's all right. Right now I'm trying to figure out who to have test-read it to get opinions and see if anyone's kind enough to tell me where it really sucks. :-) A few friends have early versions and I've yet to hear from any of them, which means either a) they have lives and no time for casual reading or b) it really, REALLY sucks. :-)
* Finally, if I can get a picture of it I'll happily post it, but someone on the street behind me had a '64 Rambler parked in front of his house. Big deal? Yes, it is--how many '64 Ramblers do you see these days with apparently authentic, in brand-new condition Goldwater-Morton bumper stickers?!? People, that rocked my world.
* Stepson, while still having his moments, seems to be straightening out. His biological father is here for a couple of weeks for his birthday. Yes, he stays with us. I tell people that and they look at me rather strangely, but I just smile and say "If you ever met him, you'd understand." And you would.
* Stepdaughter's wedding ceremony is May 9th in beautiful Pittsburg, Kansas. My oldest brother's family may come crash the party--he apparently told my stepdaughter they'd be there, but he hasn't told me that yet. I've asked him and am waiting patiently for a response. Tonight, we stopped at WalMart to pick out the Hawaiian shirts we'll wear for this thing. I'm serious. It has a Hawaiian theme. They're honeymooning in Hawaii--don't ask me how, but they've saved enough money to go out there for a week.
* My buddy in Charlotte is still getting married, though they've mutually agreed to move the date to October rather than June. All things considered, this is wise. I sense they're both coming out of the clouds a bit and realizing exactly what a commitment of this kind really means. Good. Speaking from the experience of two and a half years of Stepfather Boot Camp prior to marrying my own fine bride, it's good to know what one is getting into when one marries someone. Nothing's worse than marrying a rude surprise.
* We're coming up on the one-year anniversary of when DiDi had to be put to sleep--the "blind dog" this blog is technically in memory of, though I haven't written much about her lately. That could be an interesting series of posts, because some seriously funky stuff went through my head when we had that done. It feels queasy to sign the death warrant for a close friend, even if that friend is of a different species. If I'm up to it and things aren't too crazy here I'll give it as sensitive a treatment as I can.
* My book The Rain Song creeps to completion. Some things in it still need research, but to the best of my knowledge the plot holes have been filled and inconsistencies corrected. I have until the end of May to get my free NaNoWriMo proof copy of it, so there's time to make sure it's all right. Right now I'm trying to figure out who to have test-read it to get opinions and see if anyone's kind enough to tell me where it really sucks. :-) A few friends have early versions and I've yet to hear from any of them, which means either a) they have lives and no time for casual reading or b) it really, REALLY sucks. :-)
* Finally, if I can get a picture of it I'll happily post it, but someone on the street behind me had a '64 Rambler parked in front of his house. Big deal? Yes, it is--how many '64 Ramblers do you see these days with apparently authentic, in brand-new condition Goldwater-Morton bumper stickers?!? People, that rocked my world.
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