Armoury at Fort Anne
I did two thousand words and change today. One thousand this morning and I just did another thousand. Even better than that I have all these new people in my life that I didn't have before. I have excruciatingly correct gardeners and beleaguered b&b hosts and wildly eccentric relatives of the deceased. It is like the very best of parties suddenly in my head. Oh, I do love this part. Do I say that for every part? Why yes I do and it is true each time! I also have sitting rooms decorated entirely in pink and jumpy local cops and pretty soon I think a dog will show up. Not a puppy though. I'd like a puppy but I think it will be an older dog. There's a parallel world in my head (make that a thousand parallel worlds) and they want out. And I'm going to help them.
On the real plane of existance my poor step-son has H1N1 or the piggy flu as it is called around here. He got it Sunday and he's still at his mom's. She's just come down with it and my step-dot is probably going to fold next. We said we'd take her but no - she wanted to stick around. No one seems to be too deadly with it. Just a crummy flu. We took her to the movies the other night so... we saw Where the Wild Things Are and she and I loved it. Her dad not so much. Ah well.