It’s been strangely quiet here – mostly because I cannot manage my time. What have I been doing?
Listening to an anonymous stranger play and sing in public, which made me think about the nature of courage and also its definition.
I’ve been hand-beading a purse for my sister-in-law’s wedding. I’ll take a picture and put it up here when I’m done.
I’ve been learning to use Dragon so I can write faster. I’ve had mixed success. On one hand I can get more words down per minute, on the other hand I still have to learn to manage my time so I can tell stories to my computer. And my dogs. Pippin, Moose and Zoe are enamored of writing out loud. They think I’m talking to them. Picture this: There is three feet of snow on the ground outside and more is falling. There are birds flitting around the bird feeders outside the window. The laptop is open on the coffee table, I’m lying on the couch. Moose is lying on the floor with one of my stocking feet rubbing his belly. Zoe is on the floor next to the head end of the couch, and Pippin is lying on my stomach. I’ve got my eyes closed so I can visualize and tell my story.
It’s a lovely way to write, but it does require a pretty quiet house, which I don’t have very often!
In other news, the boys have a orthodontist appointment this afternoon, which will again eat into writing time. I drempt about the orthodontist last night. It was very bizarre. They wanted to put me under before they put braces on. The method for putting me under included wrestling with the anesthesiologist. There were two nurses, one who was being violently ill. At one point I was put in a broom closet briefly.
I’m still not sure why I would need to be unconscious to have brackets put on my teeth!
What’s up in your world?