I feel a little like something’s missing with the A to Z Challenge being over. But I have so many things to catch you guys up on now!

  • Ian downloaded a random number generator app, and Rainbow Catcher was the winner of my April bag giveaway! I’ve already got it cut out, and I’ll e pinning after I post this. Do tell me you like sequins–I have a perfect match for your bag. Just one row, no overkill, I promise!
  • What shall I give away next? I’m open to suggestions!
  • We had pop-up pizza pie for dinner last night. No pics, but it turned out just like Lynn’s did. So yummy! I used some Italian seasoned ground turkey (gotta love clearance meats, y’all!), and we are definitely going to have it again.
  • I learned tonight that I have apparently missed Facebook. I downloaded the app last week for NIAW and spammed my friends with links, then deleted it again Sunday, because who needs it, right? But then one of Ian’s coworkers invited a bunch of people to karaoke tonight, and this one girl had to spoil a perfectly fine comment thread by being a grammar nazi. Yes, spelling is important, but jeez, let it go if it’s a perfectly readable word. I can’t stand that. And when I pointed that out without namecalling, she decided I was being a bitch. I just couldn’t let it go, because if you want to be a grammar nazi, proofread your own comments. So I admit it, I stooped to a high school level on Facebook. Shame on me!
  • Seriously, WTF Warner, yanking titles from Netflix. So annoying.
  • It’s birthday month here! Mine on the 12th, Abby’s on the 19th, and Ian’s on the 23rd. Along with my brother’s, my cousin’s, Cheryl’s, and my parents’ anniversary. Let us make it through!
  • And Maggie nominated me for a Liebster Award! I’ll get to that post tomorrow. Thank you Maggie!
  • Oh! One more thing. Abby has a new friend. The catch? She’s in sixth grade. She’s come over almost every day this week. She’s a nice enough girl, a little shy, but what can I say about that? There just aren’t any other girls her age in our neighborhood. Also, we have a pool. When Ian talked to her mom she sounded happy about it, so while it seems a little odd, at least she and Abby have fun. So, whatevs.
  • That may be all, or I may have forgotten one of the things I meant to say when I started. I’m sure I’ll remember in the middle of the night. I’ll leave you with a picture of Abby sporting her Bubble Guppies shirt, Grandma Inez-made shorts, and new dinosaur bag
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    Z is for Zydeco

    Because that’s the kind of music we should be listening to, with gumbo for dinner.

    It’s a hit.

    Y is for Year

    Another year has passed. Today is our sixth anniversary. Maybe this past year has been the best so far; we’ve gotten solutions to many of our problems, without adding too many more.

    To paraphrase a lovely sentiment from Lori, may our next year be full of love and happiness.

    X is for X

    Generation X.

    My favorite quote about Gen X:

    In the preface to Generation X Goes Global: Mapping a Youth Culture in Motion, a collection of global essays, Professor Christine Henseler summarizes it as “a generation whose worldview is based on change, on the need to combat corruption, dictatorships, abuse, AIDS, a generation in search of human dignity and individual freedom, the need for stability, love, tolerance, and human rights for all.”

    Yup. That’s me.

    W is for Write

    Of course!

    I have really enjoyed participating in this A to Z Challenge so far. It’s one of the things I’m giving credit to for my improved mood. It’s been somewhat of a break from blogging without really taking a break. A month of frivolity. Many thanks to marwil for signing up and encouraging others to do so!

    I’ve already admitted my slacking off on writing my sequel to Minotaur, and to top it off, I actually set it aside yesterday to start a new novel. Sudden inspiration hit, and I spit out 2200 good words last night. But writing’s writing, right?

    I’m also telling myself that I’ve been doing a much better job of keeping up with my blog reading and commenting. If my inbox is any measure, I’m telling myself the truth.

    But tomorrow will bring the real challenge. What can I do with X?

    V is for Vanity

    I never considered myself an especially vain person, but who really does? That’s not something many people will readily admit.

    I do remember one fight I had with my sister (see T) when she left bloody claw marks on my face. Okay, that sounds a little more serious than it really was, but I was pretty upset that she sullied the money maker.

    But I spend so much time on my appearance now, dealing with PCOS. I am so self-conscious about the ugly cystic acne I get on my jawline every now and then. My main issue is hair removal.

    I spend hours a week tweezing and plucking and shaving and depilating. I hate this stupid body hair. It is my mortal enemy.

    It was a lot less time-consuming when I could ride with Ian at work. It’s easiest to see chin hairs in the sunlight, so I keep a pair of tweezers in the car, and that’s how I’d entertain myself while he was in the store. Visor down, pluck pluck pluck.

    I’m not really up for sitting in the yard and letting the neighbors watch my beauty regimen, so now it’s the couch, a small mirror, and the flashlight on my iPhone. I’m also a huge fan of this hair removal tool. It’s a little spring with handles. Very good for my lip, where the hairs aren’t coarse and dark yet.