I slammed my finger in my van door last night and am having typing issues. So I'm going to try to keep this brief, as I've already had waaaaaaayyyy too many typos just writing these two sentences!
Working today; I've also got a sick kid at home, but Daddy can take care of him as well as I could. So no guilt.
Picture above is the latest addition to the family, Cheyenne. Daughter came home with her last Friday, and she's already claimed the couch and my bed as her favorite napping places. She's somewhat housebroken, to my immense relief, and has only had two minor altercations with Oreo. She loves kids and she and Roxie had an immediate bonding. Which, if you'll remember, is HUGE for Roxie; we've had her for one year now, and she used to be quite food-possessive. But now they eat out of each other's bowls, so all is well.
Kenzie's talking about do-over's today; go over and see if changing three moments in history would have affected her writing career. And tomorrow on the blog, I'll welcome author Jeanne St. James.
So maybe my finger will be better by Wednesday? And I'm praying I don't catch the intestinal bug which first swept through Mockingbird Book Emporium and is now affecting my youngest. He's currently lying on the couch, trash can, Kleenex, wash cloth, and sippy cup with water close by, and watching Oswald.