I was doing so well posting regularly, then Real Life shows up and kicks me in the ass. The Boyfriend and I got unwelcome and unexpected news on Thursday, which means Wendy retreats into her cave. The Boyfriend is handling everything much better than I am - but this is par for the course. I'm the sort that predicts doomsday, while he sees everything as an "opportunity." Honestly, it's amazing we've been together as long as we have.
This naturally means that while I'm in my cave, with it's insufficient lighting and all, I haven't been reading diddly-squat. I've read the first 2 chapters of the Suzanne Forster story in the All Through The Night anthology - and since hers is the first story that should tell you that I've read around 20 pages since Wednesday. Sad, Wendy - just sad.
On the bright side, we decided to join the 21st century and bought a digital camera. Believe it or not, it's been cold here in Southern California (hey, I saw my own breath this morning!), but it warms up enough that it feels like springtime in the afternoon. Living in the Midwest and sick of ice? Stare at this for a few moments and try not to slit your wrists: