Well, I had a fantastic evening of sports ball! No sports for several days and then two of my teams played on one night. Woot! I’d actually rather they spread that out for me, but cest la vie. Both teams won handily, thank goodness. Particularly for the Warriors who...

Joy is all sparkly clean and cut, fresh off the groomer’s. She just curled up underneath the covers with a big grunt, lol. She does everything 1000%, Joy does. She loves up to her name that way. Visited the Kings today. Cat made it out to the breakfast table. That was...

Joy is snuggled into my shoulder and not moving. So…we’re typing this entry with a single thumb tonight. It’s all auto-correct up in here. We decided to call hosting Christmas. It’s getting too dicey with our friend. That’s coming very very very soon. And we’ll need...

Things are starting to wrap up. Work is (hopefully?) slowing down. Christmas is a week away, now. Wild. Doesn’t feel like it. Still feels…three weeks away? Something like that. Writing was hard this morning. Very distracted. Tired is what I was. Really really tired....

I learned today that one of my books ads “turned on” starting December 1st. Not sure why. It was the simplest of the ads that I’ve set up so far, ie- one that targets entirely automatically…but I did learn from the little of the schooling that I’ve done so far that...

Another decent day. I actually got writing done today. That felt really, really good. Work was slow, though it’s going to be busy tomorrow and Friday…but that’s okay. I got the little respite I needed to get back in there. Liz is home. It’s windy. Read some Richard...

A better day today. Felt more normal. Did my writing. Wasn’t particularly productive, but I did it, and that’s okay. I just need to get back into th rhythm. Night night.

So, One Battle After Another was pretty good. I’m in. If you read yesterday’s journal entry, I was wagging-the-hand, I-like-it-but-don’t-love-it. After finishing it…I wouldn’t say I love the movie. There Will Be Blood it is not—Leo is a fine actor, but he’s no Daniel...

I have an inkling what it must be like for parents, worrying for their kids. It’s all I can do right now, sitting in bed: worry about them. Will they be okay? I don’t know. I keep thinking of Spock. “Each according to their gifts.” We’re not totally helpless, us...

Got to spend some time with Mir today. She needed a quiet chill place to get some homework done, so she took us up on our offer to have her come over and do it here. She got her stuff done, and we got to visit a bit in the car. She’s hanging in there. Coops and Joy...