It has been quite a week.  I have done everything from ship things off to the wrong people, to get the worst of the remaining jobs on the to do list done.  Now the most difficult is making Dream biscuits. ( a roll cookie that will leave me screaming, if I don’t let my arm finish healing first.)  Why is my arm acting up? Let me think of an excuse… or a story… that might do the trick… once upon a time there was a brat, I mean little girl, who used to play jacks… (personally I think our weather has more to do with this than those games of jacks.)  At any rate, it is making the use of my right arm very painful, but it will get better.  In the meantime, I have managed to get one chapter of The Phoenixes Choice typed out, and four written this week… I know, sucks to be me. I will get more done, perhaps even quicker now.

On a more positive note, all the books that were to be mailed off, as well as the prizes for those who live in the states, have been delivered to Kay in SD, where they will be sent off. Doing happy dance here. Another job taken care of.

Tath and Thena aren’t as happy to see at least one of the jobs on that list gone,  especially Thena, who used to pull all the Gabriel cards out of the packages to play with, given the chance.  Can you imagine that? Who would want to play with Gabriel?  Tath would lie on the couch and watch her with this, ‘you are nuts, woman’, look on his face.  Right now they are watching me out of the corner of their eyes. They have had their romp, destroyed every bag they could find in the house that they could get their paws on, and are waiting for me to go to bed.  And, only this morning, Tath was leading me on a chase to get my socks back.  Little sock/pen thief.  They have this idea that every time I go into that room, it is to go to sleep.  Not happening cats.  Tath will run into the room after me, jump onto the bed and lay down. When I pass the bed on the way out, he will reach out for me and call ‘mama’. Nothing like a Siamese yowl. Thena has wanted to get outside all week, so I let her out one day.  She is nothing like Snoop, who would have given me a dirty look as if to say I was nasty for suggesting he go out in a cold rain.  Not Thena. She ran out and stood there yelling… I can just imagine the words.  It is cold and wet out here. Rolling eyes, you are supposed to know when to come in out of the rain, cat.  Tath isn’t at all interested; he knows where it is warm and comfortable.

I have a short job list today, primarily writing.  It is time I got serious about working on The Phoenixes choice, especially if I want to get it finished before December.  I am only on Chapter XII now, so you know I have a long way to go.  I figure it this way. One Chapter a day, and I should have time to rework it as well. That gives me December to make those cookies and read.  January is when I begin to write on ‘The Goddess’, and I am looking forward to that.  I am also looking at keeping Cora busy making things until the end of the year… alright into next year too, but for now, until the end of this year.  I will show you what she comes up with as they become available. 

Well, this is droning on, and I have a book to write, so, until next week, I will mooch Halloween candy from the package that is supposed to go to the children, and finish killing another pen.  Take care, and see you next week  … with ghosts and goblins? Have a good one.