Yes, my inner twelve-year-old is freaking out. House of Mouse, here I come!
Ten days in Orlando, followed by four days in West Palm Beach... how cool is that? We leave tomorrow (a four year old on a plane for two hours... this should be fun) bright and early (because we're hoping they'll sleep on the plane. Yes, we're optimists. You can stop laughing now.). Today we finish packing, scrambling to get the dog and cats to their respective vacation baby sitters, make sure we pack medications, suntan lotion and aloe vera, etc., etc.
I'm going to be pooped before I even get there.
And, no, the menage story isn't quite done yet. I can tell, because I'm still hearing Enya's Boadecia in my head, and that appears to be Loki's song. It's mostly done. I'm going to try (and I mean try) to work on that today, but I virtually guarantee that, given the behavior of my boys over the last few days, I'm going to be too busy scraping bouncy, excited kids off the ceiling to hop into bed with those hotties for very long.
Sigh.
I promise I'll finish it when I get back. I sent it out to the betas who liked it, but agreed with me that it lacked... something. So I might take it past the 40k mark, maybe try to parlay it into novel length, and see if that works better.
On a brighter note, I'm a little ahead on the outline for Dogs and Cats, so hopefully this week won't set me back too far on my schedule. And since I'm bringing my laptop... you think Dusty's going to listen for the tippety-tap of keys?
Yeah. I think so too.
2 comments:
I love Disney World, and am seething with jealousy that you're going. I was in Orlando last week--long enough to see the airport. *sob* I want to goooooooo.
We go every other year, since Dusty has family in the area and it's the only time we get to see them. So we make this big production out of it, doing Disney World, Universal Studios, and/or Sea World so the kids can really enjoy their visit with their paternal grandparents.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. ;)
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