I Have My Precious Back! and more....
It smells like fresh paint and drives like it always did. It's so familiar, like coming home. Aaaah...the steering wheel shakes if I go too fast, the automatic windows don't close very well...but it's my car. I liked the mental rental and all, but it wasn't mine. I couldn't toss garbage about. (Well, I could...but I'd have to clean it up in a somewhat timely fashion.) Also, I couldn't listen to my iPod in the mental rental, as it did not have a tape deck. Listening to bona fide radio with commercials and all has done terrible things to my soul over the last week-and-a-half. And it didn't have a trip-o-meter. So I had to get gas judging by the gas gauge rather than when I've driven 300 miles since my last fill-up. The horror!
Meanwhile, I've been plugging through Easter candy. I don't even like Easter, no, but the candy molds are really cute. I'm also making a chocolate-raspberry sorbet pie decorated with wee ladybugs made of dark chocolate and filled with a chocolate sauce. Awww...they're so cute! There will be pictures of all; I've yet to post the pics of my Valentine's stuff. So expect a big candy!spam in the near future.
In terms of writing, I'm trying to slowly get caught up on edit/beta work. Proudly, I finished my first batch of submissions for Antithesis Common yesterday. And ann_arien stuck this smut bunny on my leg that first demanded a novella and now occupies most of my waking thoughts. From PWP to novella...that's something only sick people like Dawn Felagund can manage!
And I've gotten completely addicted to RPing in themidhavens. And it's all Jenni's fault 'cause she's on the computer at the same time that I am and so we just comment back and forth. ;) But it's such fun and my first time really RPing. (*ahem* *nudges other themidhavens members, who all have me on their flists and so can't hide* Y'all can do the same thing too, you know. Character-building is fun! Really, it is! And it's shocking how much more meaning the game has when you actually care about the character you're playing! /diatribe, back to regularly scheduled rambling)
So tonight we go to The Melting Pot for bowls of cheese and chocolate with my sister, since she's leaving for England next week and we've been promising her bowls of cheese and chocolate at The Melting Pot for years now. My parents are going too, and I really hope that they don't ruin it. We invited them to be polite, expecting that my dad would never go for fondue ("OMG! Something I've never tried!" *bestills heart and faints*) and Sharon scoffed and said just that, so of course he had to go just to spite her. (Gotta love family drama where 63-year-old men act like five-year-olds.) But this is most likely my last dinner out with my sister before she leaves, and if he ruins it by bitching and whining the whole time, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to go off. Yes, a bitch is going to have to go crazy on someone's ass. And it's not going to be pretty.
So let's just hope for a nice, peaceful, fun supper at The Melting Pot.
Now, I'm really hungry and I think I'll treat myself to Panera Bread since I have to wait until eight o'clock for bowls of cheese and chocolate tonight. They have this fantastically evol vegetarian soup called Fiesta con Queso (yes, "Party with Cheese") and they used to serve it on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Alas, on Tuesday, they didn't have it. I hope they just switched days and didn't get rid of it entirely. It was the best soup to drag a piece of bread through.