Progress is slow, but slow progress is better than no progress. Got to get my characters out of the cottage and on their journey. Have you had a chance to check out my prior chapters?
Feeling better?
today as Piglet and I have had to give up our trip to the Isle of Mull, so don't pay attention if I don't come and post in here as much as usual. At least I will be around for the FAWCking fun! JackLuis has tried very hard to get me to cough to which story it is I wrote, LOL. Maybe I should give him a clue; he is hopeless at guessing since he thinks two of the stories were written by people who didn't enter the competition at all!
Hey Molly, that is fantastic!
Shea, it takes a few days rest to get over a viral infection, not just one. And even if the kids are quiet in the house, you're still responsible for them so you're not getting complete rest. (Like, who fed them?) Try to get some sleep and drink plenty of fluids.
Hullo Bear, John, Willie, HP.
I am a bit
Did something come up? *hugs*
Hullo Bear, John, Willie, HP.
I am a bit
We'll have to remind him of this in the future.
Naoko, I'm sorry to hear that you had to give up your trip.
. And he once came back from Cambodia with two dolly birds for Christmas; I guess he thought a partridge in a pear tree was a bit old-fashioned. ) Hiya, Naoko.
Sorry to hear about the canceled trip. I'm sure you can find some way to make it up to piglet.
The bit about Jack is priceless!
. (I have no idea what is in that drink except that it's the kind of blue colour that should be banned under the Geneva Convention.)
hello all!
I jus wanted to pop on and say Naoko, I am so sorry about your trip! I know you were looking forward to it. And you're right, I do need more rest, as even after lying about for a day I still don't feel that much better. I did have to feed the Kidlets multiple times! WTH!
I'm going to try to get some sleep early (for me) for once, now that the pressure of the blogpost is lifted. For now.
G'night, all!
Yeah, we will use the money I saved for the train going to the cinema and eating at MacDonalds and having anything Piglet wants. Except Powerade
I know, we must make him post his thoughts in the thread! I keep having to say, No, that person is not in the competition, while he makes wild guesses about who wrote what.
I'm going to try to get some sleep early (for me) for once, now that the pressure of the blogpost is lifted. For now.
G'night, all!
Hey, I am going to make pancakes! Anyone up for a pancake? (I will do the low fat ones for HP.)
Oh my God.
You go to MacDonalds. Has the evil bastard son of American capitalism become so widespread?
Of course it has. *sigh*
Anyway, Powerade isn't all that bad, but there's no substitute for filtered water or fresh fruit juice.
Rest yourself. Come back when you're ready.
I'll take mine extra thick and cooked in pure bacon grease, thank you.
According to my doctor, my blood pressure and cholesterol levels are well within the norm. Not only that, but apparently, I'm actually only about thirty-one years old!
(how they figure biological age, frankly, is beyond me, but it seems to be the fad amongst doctors around here)
All that exercise must be doing you good *whistles innocently*.
I told Piglet there was lots healthier food in Japan the other day, and even she said, "What, do they not have Macdonalds?" I was obliged to admit that everywhere has Macdonalds. There's probably one being planned for the South Pole.
Hey, only thirty-one! Actually, the way you carry on and the stamina you'd need for it, I'd assumed you were a lot younger.
Hey, I am going to make pancakes! Anyone up for a pancake? (I will do the low fat ones for HP.)
Yes please.
I got weighed the other day and discovered I have GAINED a pound since last week (< Booh - Chizz chizz>). I wouldn't mind much if I'd 'enjoyed something special'.
Willie: check this out for biological age (No - I'm not convinced, either).
And now for a coffee. . . .
Interesting set of questions, but it did not ask what my chronological age was and told me, in glowing terms, that I've knocked of 14 years. So, by that measure, I would be 27.
Hmm. Yeah, nice to consider, but hardly likely. I'll stick with my doc's assessment. I'm 41 in a 31-year-old's body. Sounds good to me.
I've had that problem. I couldn't get two characters out of their hotel room, no matter how I tried, so I just let them spend time playing in bed and the shower.Progress is slow, but slow progress is better than no progress. Got to get my characters out of the cottage and on their journey. Have you had a chance to check out my prior chapters?
Oh, it's even worse. I was exploring the beaches of Normandy with the fella when we came across a particular advertisement. He pointed to it and said, "That's the real invasion."Oh my God.
You go to MacDonalds. Has the evil bastard son of American capitalism become so widespread?
Of course it has. *sigh*
Oh, seconded!
I know! Poor things, having to stay in bed. I'd had plans for them, but they just wouldn't leave the hotel.
Fortunately, I did get them to leave, though I had to compromise with them by writing an extra chapter.
and they have a spare place . This is doubly good as otherwise I would have had to explain to the alcoholic mum of her friend why I would not be allowing her to go to the friend's house for her birthday party. (Mum got rocketed last year, kid locked herself in the wardrobe and Piglet and another piglet had to spend the party trying to persuade her to come out - but I only found this out recently, as I am too 'nice' for the other mums to dare tell me these things .)
