Guest Blog!

I know I don't have a scheduled post today, but I just couldn't resist! Today is the day when my guest blog on IntelliGender goes up, and I have the link for it right here!

It's so insane to see my work on another blog, especially one that has so many followers and other people reading it. I really hope that by reading my post for them, that women take heart and know that things do get better.

If you want something bad enough, it will happen. It just takes time, patience, and a strong will coupled with luck. I know later on, I will be posting a comment on it announcing my pregnancy, so that they read my story and get that last little bit of "she did it, so can I" hope.

I'm just so excited, and I really hope that this is the start to more guest blogs on other sites!

Keep writing, reading, loving and hoping!

Wonderful Wednesdays

Ah Wednesday. The middle of the week. It's one of my favorite days because of Wii Tea, and today is no different. Gemma and I have spent the day playing Wii, deep frying mozzarella sticks, eating donuts, and chasing after Felicity as she runs around the store/house.

It's one of those wacky fun days that makes you just plain ol' happy. With the approach of the 4th, we're not sure what we're going to do. Last year was a lot of fun, with Felicity actually awake during the fireworks, and this year we think it will be more of the same, and hopefully Friday Harbor's fireworks aren't lame.

Later on, we're planning on making beignets again, so that will make my already cluttered kitchen an absolute mess, but hey, it will be fun! Hopefully Felicity will be a helper and not a hindrance. She's usually pretty awesome with helping in the kitchen, she loves to cook with me (yay!) but sometimes she's a little… too enthusiastic.

As for my writing, I've been focusing on recharging my batteries, so I haven't touched my novel in a week or two, instead I've been roleplaying with some of my friends in the online community, and just writing short little stories and scenes for a later novel. It's been nice to allow my brain to focus on something other than my book, even though I do miss my beloved characters sometimes. That's just what you've gotta do sometimes!

Now I must depart, while my keyboard gets a break from Felicity trying to help me write today's post… Keep writing, reading, baking, cooking, and smiling!!

Boooooo!

This little girl is showing exactly how I feel right now. I've said before that my friends and I get together every Wednesday for fun, Wii dancing and tea. Well, we have had to cancel this week because Coral has caught pink eye. I can't remember if I have ever had it, probably in my younger years, but I've heard that it sucks. Like, epically so.

After googling it and reading up on it on WebMD, I was annoyed at how little the scientific world actually knows about it. So this morning I called my aunt, who is a nurse at my uncles (who's a doctor) office, and asked her what the probability of Felicity catching it on Wednesday is. She asked if Coral was on antibiotics, and I told her no. She did one of those "ah" sounds that I have come to always associate with bad news. And bad news came. Because she's not on antibiotics, it's a viral infection that is contagious until all of the gross stuff goes away, which could take up to two weeks.

Because it's viral, it is contagious through the air and not just by touching like bacterial pink eye is, which means Gemma, Felicity and I have a high probability of catching it if we had our Wii Tea day. My aunt went on to tell me that it has the potential to be very bad for me, if I were to catch it. Because, as a freshly preggo woman, my immune system is already down, and since I already have difficulty keeping pregnancies, the virus could either mess up the pregnancy, or just make it go away. That in itself was enough to make me want to paint a big ol' red X on my door and put Felicity and I in a plastic bubble.

It's much more depressing than that even, because this was our first scavenger hunt Wednesday too. I've never hosted one before, and even though I've participated in them, never done one myself. So this Wednesday, since it's at my house this week, that's what we were going to do. I have the clues all written, a bit of money set aside for treats and the grand prize, but we've had to cancel it until next week, or maybe even the week after that. The wind has been taken out from my sail, and I really really hope that Coral gets better soon!

Aside from that morning sadness, the potluck yesterday was awesome. Lots of cool people, including a fellow Lion ( who finally got to meet Chris and Felicity), were there. Jane has an amazing house with this awesome lawn that we played around on with Felicity and another little girl Siri. It was a lot of fun, and everyone enjoyed my pasta salad, which is awesome, but not. Awesome that they liked it, but they ate so much of it there's not a lot of leftovers for us! Hehehe.

And after several nights off from the play (which feels really weird…) it's back to the grindstone tonight as we focus on our two main characters, Moon and Birdboot. It will be very interesting to see how they are doing, especially after them each getting vocal and accent training from Deb. It will be a lot of fun I think, and I'm looking forward to a long night of rehearsal.

My final thing to share, is just to remind all of my readers, if you are interested, my guest blog post will be going up on IntelliGenders site this Thursday. I'm hoping you all like it, but please note that my subject is not an easy one to read, let alone write. I'm writing on my experiences with miscarriage, and while I very very much wish that women who read it will understand they aren't alone in this depressing emotional struggle, this is a piece of my story and not by any means typical. Also on the IntelliGender note, I received my complimentary test from them yesterday! I'm so very excited to try it and see if the old wives tales, and the chinese birth chart, are correct. It will be fun, and I have about four weeks left until I can try it. It's always so hard to wait for exciting things to happen!

Keeping writing, waiting, smiling, laughing, and sometimes if you need to, crying. But always keep loving! Happy Monday all :)

Sunny Sunday's

Ah, my favorite post of the week. I love writing about all of the positive things that has happened this week, to keep myself happy and smiling. Some weeks I'll admit, it's harder to find those good things, but there is always something!

It has been almost a week, (tomorrow), since I found out I was pregnant, and Tuesday marks my 6th week. I cannot even begin to explain how happy I am, even though I know that I have a very high chance of losing this baby. But that is something that does not belong in my sunny Sundays!

We found out Monday night at nearly  midnight. I came home from having a spa night with two of my girlfriends, and had this voice in the back of my head saying that I should take a test. I asked Chris about it, and he said I might as well take one, so I could sleep on it and not have it ruin my morning/day if it's negative. Neither one of us was expecting it to have two little pink lines! Ever since then, I've started researching again. Touching up on what is happening now (Baby has a heart beat now!) and things like that. Of course, being bored, I have looked at baby names, but I think Chris and I have our top names for both boy and girl, and unless we come across a sign like we did with Felicity, it won't change!

Now for those of you who don't enjoy reading pregnancy stuff, I do have other happy news!

I'm pretty sure I've mentioned before that I volunteer at the community theater, and I'm on my eighth show in a row. This show is called The Real Inspector Hound, and it's hilarious. A play within a play, and our actors are amazing. I am stage managing that, and our director Jane is hosting a mid-rehearsal potluck in honor of all of our hard work so far, and to help keep it up for the rest of the run. I'm making a pasta salad, one of my favorite things to eat, to take. It starts at 4:26. Yes. Our director is very precise, hehe.

As for the story behind the balloon picture, my daughter Felicity loves balloons. There are few things that she loves more than balloons and this morning she woke me up by thumping one on my head. That one was given to me, and we started the morning out with a balloon war, getting Daddy a couple times in the process. (It wasn't on purpose… well, maybe a little.) As I write this post, I am still being bombarded with balloons while Felicity laughs loudly. Oh, I did leave out that she brought me breakfast in bed. I made blueberry muffins yesterday, and she ran out of the room, I heard her thump down the stairs, and then back up, and she handed me a muffin. It's pretty darn cute, and I couldn't think of a better way to start the morning.

Keep writing, smiling, baking and playing!

Saturday Mornin' Cartoon

Baby Bump Summer

Yes, I am pregnant! No, you cannot touch my belly!

These are the words I lived by during my first pregnancy. It seemed everyone I talked to, or even people that would look over at me and start to walk towards me, I would recite this to them. Some people weren't bothered by my refusal to let them use me as a petting zoo, others didn't take it so well.

Why does the presence of a baby bump turn what would otherwise be considered assault into Rub the Belly time? But I am getting ahead of myself, and slightly off topic. The reason for this awesome posting, instead of bombarding you of pictures I have taken this week, is to announce that I'm expecting!

Yes, I'm pregnant. No, you can't touch my belly.

I found out Monday night after coming home from a spa night with my gal pals. It was almost midnight when I got home, and I had this urge to take a pregnancy test. I was expecting my period on Tuesday, so I had started taking pregnancy tests on Thursday, but even the ones I took on Sunday turned up Negative. Very depressing, especially when you have an ovulation kit and were pretty darn sure that your eggo turned preggo. So Monday, I grabbed a test from the cupboard and I asked my darling hubby if I should take one before I went to bed. He said that if it was negative, I would sleep on it and it wouldn't mess up my whole day in the morning. Since I did have to work and go to play rehearsal on Tuesday, I thought that sounded good. I went into the bathroom, took the test, and left it on the counter while I got into my pjs.

I went to check it and nearly exploded. Two little pink lines. I ran back into the bedroom, flung the test at the hubster and grabbed the box, checking the little pamphlet, making sure that I really wasn't going nuts from wishing. After he confirmed there were two little pink lines, we hugged, I cried, he didn't let me jump up and down with joy…

And after several days, I just can't hold back the knowledge anymore. Even though I know there is still a great chance that we may miscarry this baby, I want people to know, so if that happens, I have support. That was one mistake I made before, not telling anyone. Because I didn't tell, when I did miscarry, I had to explain why I was depressed, and that just made it worse. So now, even if I have to retract this announcement, I know I will be alright. Well, as alright as one can be.

But for now, it's all positive (hehe) thoughts! Hmm… -wanders off on google search of baby names-

Aaahh, such beautiful sun! Unfortunately today, for some reason, blogger doesn't want me to add images to my post today. I was planning on giving you some photos of my garden and the glorious flowers in this morning sunlight. Today I am going to take a break from posting about my stories and the fight between publishers, and just enjoy the morning.

Today, at One o'clock, I am getting my first tattoo. I have been trypanophobic since I was about six years old. Trypanophobic essentially means that I have the extreme and irrational fear of needles. It's so bad that sitting in the same room with needles, any kind, causes me to go into a panic attack and hyperventilate. I have been working on overcoming this fear for several years now, and I'm usually able to handle sewing needles now. I still have trouble getting shots, and when my daughter was younger and getting all of those vaccines, that was a horrible experience for me. It caused her pain, which made my heart ache, but then adding in the needle thing and it was almost unbearable. I'm not sure who cried more during those appointments!

So this is the final step in my recovery. I made the appointment a week ago, and have had the whole week to back out. I haven't. I told the artist about my fears, and instead of brushing them off like most people do, more often than not, he showed me "the hot seat", his guns, the paints, and then showed me the needles that he would be using. Because my design is pretty small, and I'm getting it on my forearm, he doesn't have to use a large needle. He explained that his needles are shipped to him completely sterilized in individual packages, and that each one is actually like a paintbrush of needles, and by that I mean that each needle is actually lots of little ones squished together. The one that he said he would be using the most on me today is 18 needles in total, and because of that it feels more like a vibration across my skin instead of a single needle piercing over and over (even though I know it still goes into my skin).

This morning I woke up anxious, but that excited sort of anxiety. My friends Gemma and Coral will be there with me, Gemma having gotten her first tattoo about a month ago up in Bellingham, and Coral is still a "tattoo virgin" as the artist referred to us. It is now a game of hurry up and wait until one…

Keep writing and whatever it is that you do in this awesome sun!

Manic Monday

Now, I'm generally not a Garfield type of person. I usually don't mind Monday's except if something bad happens. I'm not saying something bad has happened today, but there seems to be that sort of cloud hanging over my head. It may be the fact that I am expecting things to go wrong, like the optimistic pessimist that I am. I am always positive that things will go wrong. I'm a firm believer in Murphy's Law as well.

Have you ever watched that movie 9 to 5 starring Dolly Parton and based on her song? I love that movie, and while I don't have a womanizing arse of a boss that I want to murder while wearing a cowgirl outfit, I have been hit by the lyric from the song "They use your mind and never give you credit" today. I'm not going to give specific's, because I truly do love the people I work with, but there are sometimes when you just get fed up with being treated like a worthless child who knows nothing. And I'm kind of tired of the surprised shock people get on their faces when I turn out to be capable of what they asked me to do. I love volunteering, and I have referred to it as a home away from home before, and I truly mean that. They really are like a second family to me, and because of that, there are always little dysfunctions and squabbles. Most are forgivable and heat-of-the-moment annoyances, and are well worth the end result. But I'm on my seventh (or is it eighth?) show in a row right now, which I have done lighting, sound design and running of the sound board, teaching, assisting, managing, cleaning, painting… in short, I have done everything and just about anything I'm asked to. I pour myself into these shows, and most times, I'm left out of the congratulations band wagon.

Well, I guess that's enough complaining. I feel better being able to expel some of my aggression, even though it's just here and mostly hot-air. There really isn't anything I would rather be doing. So far this morning, I think I've dealt with just about every emotion there is. I woke up fearful and anxious, terrified when Felicity fell off the bed, frustrated when my four month old puppy peed in her kennel (we had been doing so well!), happy and entertained when Felicity played with her bubble gun, surprised when one of my best friends Coral brought these awesome no-bake cookies over, (She made them with Nutella instead of peanut butter. Awesome, I have to say. And I don't even like nutella!), I was angry with myself when I broke my friendship bracelet, and right now I'm that odd combination of contentedly exhausted and energized. I've replied to all of my current roleplays that I have going, scrubbed the floor, gave the dogs a walk, wrangled Felicity into a diaper for nap time, and now, once I finish with this bit of writing, I am going to move the couches so I can sweep under them and then scrub that little piece of flooring. Then it's onto the kitchen counters and stove, then the windows, water the plants both indoor and outdoor, give Felicity her lunch when she wakes up, and then, if I have time and haven't dropped from exhaustion, I will shower both myself and Felicity, and clean the tub simultaneously. Then, it's off to rehearsal and then to Coral and Gemma's house for a girls night with more of those delicious no-bake cookies, milk, ice cream, and probably some home spa time with a good chick flick. Ahhh Manic Mondays!

Keep writing, working, smiling, and all around being happy!!

Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all of you wonderful fathers out there! We are having a lazy day here in the Schubert household, with a breakfast of bacon, sausage, eggs and toast with a giant mug of coffee for Daddy, followed by good morning kisses from both his girls (Felicity and me), and some cute snuggles from Felicity.

And now that Felicity is down for her nap, Daddy is getting some gaming time on the computer with a new game he bought himself for Father's Day. I've been working on my blog post for the IntelliGender, so it works out great. We are set to have dinner with his folks tonight, which I am hoping will be quiet and fun.

I was planning on making this huge ol' post about the different types of fathers, but I wanted to stay focused on the good dads. There are several types of "dads", those who donate their DNA then run, those who are abusive towards the mothers, and more of that kind of 'dad'.

But today is the day we celebrate and honor the GOOD fathers. The ones who are always there for their children, even if they are separated from the mom, or not. I am very blessed to be married to one of those fathers. Who takes time to play with our daughter even when he's dead tired from work, even when he's grumpy from too little sleep. It's so obvious to anyone watching how much he loves Felicity, and how much she truly loves him.

I am so happy to be able to say that I don't know very many of the bad dads. I do know a few, but they are far outnumbered by the ones who are active in the lives of their children, and for that, I raise a toast! To all of the awesome daddies out there! Happy fathers day!

Exciting News!!

Two blog posts in one day! Wahoo! I just couldn't help it though, I have some awesome news, and I couldn't wait until tomorrow to share it.

So for some backstory. I'm a follower of IntelliGender on facebook. They sell a product that is, essentially, a pregnancy test for your babies gender. You can take it anytime after your tenth week, and from there… it's pretty self explanatory.

Chris and I have been TTC #2 for a while, and after our adoption flop and multiple miscarriages, we're hoping that we will have a chance to test out this product. At first, I wanted to try it because, while we are hoping for another girl, we know that we will welcome a son into our family with the same love and enthusiasm. And, as a self proclaimed impatient perfectionist, the earlier I know the happier I am.

A couple days ago, I saw on IntelliGender's facebook page that they were looking for people to do a product review on their blog or vlog, and they would send a free test to those who asked. So I emailed Valerie King, at IntelliGender and requested a test and said I'd love to do a review. Well, the email I got back was far beyond what I expected. I sent them my blog link so they could make sure this was something they wanted, and Valerie asked me to be a guest blogger for them! Literally, my mouth dropped open, and I started bouncing, earning me glares from both my cat and Lissy who were sharing my lap. Chris came downstairs and looked at me oddly, and when I explained, he rolled his eyes and told me I was weird. Right after which, he told me good job and said I should get started on writing it.

Well, the subject on which Valerie requested I blog is tough. She asked that I blog on my journey with miscarriage. For me, I have come to terms with these heartbreaking moments in my life, and I truly am thrilled to write about it, and show other moms that they aren't alone, and that you can be happy after a miscarriage. The thing that will be difficult for me is remembering the times when I wasn't ok with what was happening. But I suppose that that is a part of my journey, and even my pain is helpful to other mothers, or hopeful-mothers, experiencing something similar.

I just still can't believe that I will be blogging for such a huge community. I'm so excited and honored for this opportunity… Now, before I start rattling on again, I suppose I really should start this amazing, (hopefully!) blog post for IntelliGender!

I will keep you all posted! Keep writing and remember to smile!

Saturday Cartoon

Flute, Music and Dance

For those of you who don't know me, I've been a ballerina since I was about 4. I've always had a love of music, and in sixth grade I was apart of the band class. I started out on Clarinet, but part-way through my 7th grade year, I switched over to flute after teaching myself in a single week while my family and I went on an RV trip to Oregon.

Since then, the flute has been my favorite instrument, even when I went on to teach myself a dozen other instruments. Literally. This morning, after going through our shed last weekend, I picked up my flute which was in surprisingly good condition for having sat in the shed for a year. The last time I picked it up, it was to play at my grandmothers funeral. I found a bunch of music too, and a couple of my old books. I opened the case, and spent probably thirty minutes just polishing it back to it's former glory. There are a couple places I can't get to, like around the keys, but I've gotta take it in for a pad replacement and oiling anyway. After that, I sat down, and with Felicity trying very hard to steal the flute away and play with it, I began to play. I started with the basic scales, and after both the flute and myself were warmed up, I played Grand Ol' Flag and the Star Spangled Banner. Beautiful songs to reintroduce myself to the world of flute music. I'm still searching for where I set my sheet music from high school, but I'm sure I will find it, and when I do, I am going to play and play and play! I'm so excited to get myself back into it, and because of the emotion of the last time I played, I thought it would be difficult for me. But I've felt this awesome peace about starting again, like my grandmother is right there telling me it's ok to play again.

This weekend, I will be stage managing the Dance Happy concert of sorts, and I haven't participated in that since I was in it as a very young ballerina. I guess this week is one of new beginnings!

Sunny Sundays

So every Sunday I blog about the things in my life that make me smile. Usually, this isn't a very hard task, but today it seems especially difficult. For various reasons that I'm not going to journal about here.

But I finally did remember some of the things that I truly love. For a start, sunflowers. They're probably my favorite flower, in a tough competition with roses. They're so bright and cheery, it's hard not to like them. Plus, they give you delicious seeds that are fantastic when baked and covered with salt.

Another thing, that I actually just finished, is baking. My house is filled with the mouth-watering aroma of vanilla cake, and while my layers cool down in the fridge, the buttercream frosting ingredients are awaiting me on the counter next to my mixer, waited to be creamed and mixed together to make the best frosting on the planet. This particular cake is for a class tonight. It's our final financial planning class, and we're having a potluck to celebrate, with me making one of my famous cakes. I dug through all of my tips and pans to find stuff I haven't used in a while, and I can honestly say, I think this one is going to be one of my favorite cakes. I went and bought a container of green sprinkles which is going to turn into money signs on the side of the cake. I'm so excited about this particular cake, I'm having problems waiting patiently for the cakes to cool!

Another thing that I am excited about is my hair. Oh yes. Now, I'm not a girly girl who focuses on her hair a lot, but every once in a while I like playing with it and trying something new. I can't cut it, because I'm in a bet with another friend: we're growing out our hair for a year, so neither of us can cut it until December 1st this year. But we said nothing about dying it. -wink wink- Friday, I bleached several strips of my hair, in typical highlighting fashion, and it looked awesome. I had my fire hair back! Very blonde at the roots and getting brassier further towards the ends. But yesterday, I parted my hair, found all those highlights, and dyed them blue! Well, it's not REALLY blue, more of a turquoise… blue/green kind of color. But it's awesome, and I love it. When I came out of the bathroom, I got several strange looks from Felicity, and she was fascinated by my new color, but I think she liked it.

And tomorrow night is another play rehearsal, and that always makes me smile. I've been trying very hard today to stay positive and remember one of the many motto's that I enjoy: "Happiness is Homemade". Keep baking, writing, reading… whatever it is that makes you smile!

Saturday … Afternoon!... Cartoons

Photography Fridays

Oh the gloriousness that is photography. Whether you use a classic camera such as this one, or one of the uber professional ones, taking pictures and saving memories is just… awesome.

There is really no other hobby I love more than writing, but photography and music are vying for second place in my heart. I love taking those candid shots at family reunions, or everyday pictures of my darling daughter and other fluffy four-legged children, but the part I love most is going out into the woods around my mom's house and just… listening.

The beautiful silence of when you first arrive, and then the longer you sit there, you start hearing the chirping birds again, crickets and frogs start up their band, deer walking gracefully through the trees followed by not so graceful fawns. I'm very hard pressed as to choose which part of day is my favorite for picture taking, because there are wonderful things about each time, and of course, not so wonderful things. It's very hard to take night shots without a tripod…

This shot wasn't taken by me, it was actually taken by one of my best friends in the world (literally). He's from Texas, and he comes up to visit once a year. This past weekend was, I believe, his fourth visit up here, and we had a blast, like always.

The hat that the way too cute Felicity is wearing is from when I was in "My Fair Lady" at the theater. It no longer, sadly, has the fluff and feathers that it did for the show, but I still have the hat as a reminder. Both Felicity and I love that hat, but I do think that she looks much better with it than I do, but that's just a mothers bias I think. -wink-

Another great shot of Felicity hiding under the coffee table. I'm not entirely sure why she likes it so much, but peek-a-boo has always been one of her favorite games to play. I'm hoping that someday soon it will evolve into hide-and-seek, because that is one of my favorite games ever. Especially to play with children. It's just too much fun! Even though our house is small, we have a lot of places to hide, surprisingly enough, so it will be great fun when that turns into a game.

I think the biggest game of hide-and-seek I've done, is with the kids here at Genesis, an after school club for elementary aged kids, and we had probably twenty or so participants. Now, this club took place in the presbyterian church, and that is not a small church by any means. LOTS of places for cunning 6-10 year olds to hide!

This is on our way to the beach, and Felicity was playing with a pair of sunglasses. Uber cute right? It got so much cuter when she actually put them on, and then struck a pose. The only thing that would have topped that, is if she had been wearing the My Fair Lady hat. That would have just been too gosh darn cute.

This is me and Felicity at False Bay, we're about half-way out, and yes, it really is THAT BIG. HUGE area. It's called false bay because it really is this large bay where all the water flows out at low tide and leaves behind this awesome sand and tide pools that get really warm in the sun. It's a lot of fun to play out there, and we ended up going there twice with Larry and Chris. We even took the dogs out there, and boy, THAT is entertaining to watch.

This is one of the very few pictures of myself that I actually like, but boy, I am so glad that I tan (and tan only) quickly! I look just… white!

Last picture, I promise. We're at South Beach now, and those aren't my feet.

Felicity used to strike that same pose when she was an infant, usually in her sleep. At the time, Chris and I played a lot of Overlord, and we were struck by how similar the poses were. So, we started saying that this is her pose for summoning her minions. I.E. Mom and Dad. I don't think she quite has that figured out yet, but it's cute nonetheless!

Wednesday

Ah, lovely update day. Well, aside from editing some more, there is little to report. Oh wait, I suppose I should tell you all that I have two bookstores willing to buy and sell my book here on the island. No big deal.

Wait, what am I saying? *fangirl squeal* That is just unbelievable! I know that our island is very devoted to using and promoting local artists, but I just assumed that that was for other people, not me. But under the advice of a friend, I went and talked to the owners of two bookstores here, expecting to be told to move along, but I got the exact opposite! They were thrilled with the opportunity to promote me and my book. Can you believe that?! I can barely believe it!

So now I have even more reason to really just grind myself into the editing process instead of slowly going through it like I have been. I love to edit, but I'm a perfectionist, so I have a very steady but almost leisurely pace. It means that I'm satisfied with the end result in less editing runs, but it also takes a bit longer for me to get through a single round, especially the last one.

Anyway. You may be wondering why I have a picture of tea on here. Well, I will answer that question for you. Wednesdays are the days that two of my awesome gal-pals come over for our weekly girl day. We have been doing this for a couple months now, because we never see each other otherwise, and it's always good to stay in contact with your friends. We used to do a girls night out to round out our Wednesdays, but there is just something wrong with a TTC/pregnant woman going to a bar, ha! (As a side note, we're not pregnant yet, and we may never be able to, but more on that later, perhaps it's own post? We'll see.)

We call Wednesday's our Wii Tea day, because we drink tea and eat lots of pastries, and play Wii. We have a lot of fun, and I can't wait until they get here! It's my turn to host it at my house, so I'm busy making sure all of Felicity's little toys are off the floor and I'm making beignets. I made some on Monday to try out my tweaked recipie, and they were AWESOME! So I'm making them again. Yummy!!

Keep on writing (or baking!)!!

FINALLY!

Oh my goodness gracious! I apologize deeply for my abscence. My darling hubby deleted the history from the computer, and I had gotten so used to just clicking on my favorites tab and being taken straight to my Dashboard here, I forgot my password. I couldn't even remember which email I had used to sign up.

But I figured it out! Muwhahaha!

I must say, besides not blogging, I had a fantastic weekend. My friend Larry came up from Texas and we had a blast. This is the third year he's come up to visit, and I can't wait until next time! We went out to the beaches, Chris took him on a hike while I had to be at the theater, he walked around town and window shopped... it was a lot of fun. He took some awesome pictures that I will post on here soon.

Unfortunately, I can't recount the whole weekened for y'all right now. I have a wild and crazy two year old trying to help me type! I do believe it's time for a snack and some Veggie Tales!