Dust

It's been a busy week. Catching up.

Having read Philip Pullman I can safely say that if he needs more Dust for future trilogies, he can call upon me to provide it.

It all started when I lost my glasses... (That's the boring domestic version of: It was a dark and stormy night...)

Since I remove them from my face last thing at night and put them on as soon as I've pulled my jumper over my head in the morning it's unusual for me to lose my specs - in fact it takes a certain amount of inventiveness - but Monday morning beamed in through the bedroom window (courtesy of Scotty, I think) and specs were nowhere to be seen. Of course... since I didn't have my specs on, actually looking was a semi-problem in itself. So I got dressed by braille, found the bathroom in approximately the same place I'd left it the night before and staggered downstairs to see if the absent specs were on my desk. They weren't.

To cut a long story very short I eventually unearthed them under the bed, having knocked them off the bedside table at some time during the night. However that's not the end of this tale, it's only the beginning, because under the bed I found Monster Dust Bunnies of Despair. I haven't seen heaps of grot that big since the last time I mucked out my bedroom which was... er... oh yes, when was it...? YEARS by the size of the dust bunnies.

So one thing led to another and I now have an almost dust free bedroom. I say almost because there are some pieces of furniture which defy my muscles, however everything that can be moved and cleaned has been.

Results:
* I am feeling virtuous.
* The Dyson is feeling overworked
* Best Beloved can't find anything
* Oxfam has three more bags of stuff (none of it belonging to best Beloved, though I was tempted).
* The loose bit of wallpaper that almost got sucked into the Dyson when I did the top moulding with the sucky hose thing has patted back into place almost invisibly... errr...

Dust

It's been a busy week. Catching up.

Having read Philip Pullman I can safely say that if he needs more Dust for future trilogies, he can call upon me to provide it.

It all started when I lost my glasses... (That's the boring domestic version of: It was a dark and stormy night...)

Since I remove them from my face last thing at night and put them on as soon as I've pulled my jumper over my head in the morning it's unusual for me to lose my specs - in fact it takes a certain amount of inventiveness - but Monday morning beamed in through the bedroom window (courtesy of Scotty, I think) and specs were nowhere to be seen. Of course... since I didn't have my specs on, actually looking was a semi-problem in itself. So I got dressed by braille, found the bathroom in approximately the same place I'd left it the night before and staggered downstairs to see if the absent specs were on my desk. They weren't.

To cut a long story very short I eventually unearthed them under the bed, having knocked them off the bedside table at some time during the night. However that's not the end of this tale, it's only the beginning, because under the bed I found Monster Dust Bunnies of Despair. I haven't seen heaps of grot that big since the last time I mucked out my bedroom which was... er... oh yes, when was it...? YEARS by the size of the dust bunnies.

So one thing led to another and I now have an almost dust free bedroom. I say almost because there are some pieces of furniture which defy my muscles, however everything that can be moved and cleaned has been.

Results:
* I am feeling virtuous.
* The Dyson is feeling overworked
* Best Beloved can't find anything
* Oxfam has three more bags of stuff (none of it belonging to best Beloved, though I was tempted).
* The loose bit of wallpaper that almost got sucked into the Dyson when I did the top moulding with the sucky hose thing has patted back into place almost invisibly... errr...

Yesterday

Had a visitation from a young band yesterday. We're thinking of having them on our label.
The Paul McKenna Band. Take a listen and see what you think. As an added bonus, one of the bandmembers brought his wife down and she's an embryonic writer. Just a few years out of university and interested in writing detective fiction. I pointed her at mevennen's Chen books, of course. We left the menfolk talking geek stuff in the studio and had good writing talk. I've told her about LJ, too.

Still thinking about music...mevennen are you still interested in getting together on that witchcraft CD?

Yesterday

Had a visitation from a young band yesterday. We're thinking of having them on our label.
The Paul McKenna Band. Take a listen and see what you think. As an added bonus, one of the bandmembers brought his wife down and she's an embryonic writer. Just a few years out of university and interested in writing detective fiction. I pointed her at mevennen's Chen books, of course. We left the menfolk talking geek stuff in the studio and had good writing talk. I've told her about LJ, too.

Still thinking about music...mevennen are you still interested in getting together on that witchcraft CD?

A whirl of activity

Late last night...
Finished the first run through the magic pirate adventure quest novel following brownnicky's hugely fast beta read of the first draft and a few of her comments that made me go duh-oh, of course. It didn't change too much, just pinned down mommy-dearest in the grand scheme of things and added one somewhat raunchy scene in which our heroine gets to grips with rival Pirate Gentleman Jim Anderton. (And yest I do mean 'gets to grip with'... though it's coitus very much interruptus... the earth moves too soon - helped by explosives.) Have sent the Beta Two version to bluehairsue since I doubt she'll have started on Beta One (waves to Sue) while on her ski-trip.

There are still things to alter and beef up following brownnicky's extremely helpful comments, but I'm going to wait for my other two beta readers before going any further.

Staring this morning...
* Dashed down to Morrison's for ingredients
* Made two huge pots of curry - enough to feed 30 people. One Korma and one Madras. It's my turn to cater for the Quiz Night down at the village hall tonight. Curry in quantity holds no fears for me.
* Made two chocolate wacky cakes (24 portions - for above event)
* Made 12 chocolate cheesecake muffins (as above)
* Did the graphics for a full page, full colour ad in a national music magazine (fiddly and time consuming but rewarding)
* Confirmed four gigs for touring artists

Right, OK... I'm out of time. I'm off down to the village hall now. Hope I get the several gallons of curry there without slopping them over the boot of the car. Post Office elastic bands are my friend. I haven't even given a thought to answering the quiz questions. I think my brain has possibly died of curry. I always join a different quiz team since I'm a floating committee person and can generally be relied upon to get a decent percentage of questions right.

A whirl of activity

Late last night...
Finished the first run through the magic pirate adventure quest novel following brownnicky's hugely fast beta read of the first draft and a few of her comments that made me go duh-oh, of course. It didn't change too much, just pinned down mommy-dearest in the grand scheme of things and added one somewhat raunchy scene in which our heroine gets to grips with rival Pirate Gentleman Jim Anderton. (And yest I do mean 'gets to grip with'... though it's coitus very much interruptus... the earth moves too soon - helped by explosives.) Have sent the Beta Two version to bluehairsue since I doubt she'll have started on Beta One (waves to Sue) while on her ski-trip.

There are still things to alter and beef up following brownnicky's extremely helpful comments, but I'm going to wait for my other two beta readers before going any further.

Staring this morning...
* Dashed down to Morrison's for ingredients
* Made two huge pots of curry - enough to feed 30 people. One Korma and one Madras. It's my turn to cater for the Quiz Night down at the village hall tonight. Curry in quantity holds no fears for me.
* Made two chocolate wacky cakes (24 portions - for above event)
* Made 12 chocolate cheesecake muffins (as above)
* Did the graphics for a full page, full colour ad in a national music magazine (fiddly and time consuming but rewarding)
* Confirmed four gigs for touring artists

Right, OK... I'm out of time. I'm off down to the village hall now. Hope I get the several gallons of curry there without slopping them over the boot of the car. Post Office elastic bands are my friend. I haven't even given a thought to answering the quiz questions. I think my brain has possibly died of curry. I always join a different quiz team since I'm a floating committee person and can generally be relied upon to get a decent percentage of questions right.

Still twenty minutes of today left...

Just back from the village hall and possibly our most successful Quiz Night ever with about sixty people there (including kids). I thought we were going to run out of food - but we didn't, however out of everything i took I only brought 2 choc. cheesecake muffin things back.

Didn't win the quiz, though. It was sport-heavy and I'm rubbish at sport. My answer is always Terry Venables on the understanding that one day I'll get it right. Unfortunately the only time Terry Venables was the correct answer I put something different...

brownnicky thinks I'm on extra strong coffee already so i hardly dare say I forgot to to include something in my list of things done today... I stripped the wallpaper in the bathroom this afternoon between making the cakes and getting the gigs.
:-)
That sounds totally super-mumish, but in fact the wallpaper was only holding on by willpower, so it took about five minutes. All I had to do was grab a corner and pull. I've been dying to do it for ages. I figure that now I've stripped the paper off, Best Beloved may do as he has promised and finish the boxing-in around the bath and the shower and we might actually decorate in there. (Lord knows, it needs it!)

Still twenty minutes of today left...

Just back from the village hall and possibly our most successful Quiz Night ever with about sixty people there (including kids). I thought we were going to run out of food - but we didn't, however out of everything i took I only brought 2 choc. cheesecake muffin things back.

Didn't win the quiz, though. It was sport-heavy and I'm rubbish at sport. My answer is always Terry Venables on the understanding that one day I'll get it right. Unfortunately the only time Terry Venables was the correct answer I put something different...

brownnicky thinks I'm on extra strong coffee already so i hardly dare say I forgot to to include something in my list of things done today... I stripped the wallpaper in the bathroom this afternoon between making the cakes and getting the gigs.
:-)
That sounds totally super-mumish, but in fact the wallpaper was only holding on by willpower, so it took about five minutes. All I had to do was grab a corner and pull. I've been dying to do it for ages. I figure that now I've stripped the paper off, Best Beloved may do as he has promised and finish the boxing-in around the bath and the shower and we might actually decorate in there. (Lord knows, it needs it!)