So the little people seem to be on the mend. Regular blogging should commence. The mystery man did throw up tonight when we gave him his medicine. He seemed really wounded, as though we made him throw up. And I'm not crazy, because when my 3 year old threw up after taking medicine 2 weeks ago, she kept saying "Why mama make me thwow up?!" Ah well, you do what you have to.
Betty Boop, by the way, has a new battle cry. The other day I heard a yell coming from the back of the Durango.
There was a crescendo involved... "My strength!" Her little fingers went up in the air, "My intentions!!" Louder still, and the fingers rise... "My ABILITIES!" The fingers are now above her head and she is in full scream.
This repeated, oh, at least 5 times. What. In. The. World? In fact, that could be it... world domination. I think it's her ultimate goal. She's starting with her sister.
In other news, I've been dragging my feet on my WIP. My CP is probably ready to disown me. Of course, I have more time to read. ;) But, I think I'm turning things around. I'm on chapter 8 right now, and I'm joining Melissa's February Just Write challenge.
I'm hoping that helps me get going. I realize that patience is something I need to work on, but I'm really, REALLY ready to be finished with this one. I've got so many other projects vying for brain space!
Speaking of which, I'm off to work on chapter 8... and 9!
Excerpt: The Second Jezebel by Peter Mowbray
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