Oh, hell! It's time for a Friday blog. Friday always sneaks up on me because my grandson spends the night on Thursdays (how great is that?) so my evening is focused on him.
He had a tough homework assignment tomight. A sudoku puzzle using nine vocabulary words instead of numbers. He asked for my help but I got stumped, too. Then I came up with the bright idea of numbering the words, taking a fresh piece of paper and starting over using just the numbers. Solved it that way. Why is it easier to work a suduko with numbers instead of words?
I got this picture in an e-mail yesterday. Cracked me up.
Got some good news at the vet this morning. Based on Chance's chest x-ray, the vet revised his "how long does he have?" estimate from six months to a year. And Brandi will be having surgery on Monday - but not to remove her eye. Since it's lasted this long, they're going to try a surgical repair to save it. Keep your fingers crossed for her.
My youngest granddaughter will turn nine tomorrow. Hot item on her wish list...silly bands. Can someone explain the attraction here? These are rubber bands that the kids wear on their wrist that happen to go back into some shape when they take them off. They're got sports shapes and animal shapes and stars and whatever. And the kids are crazy about them. Seriously. I don't get it.
Really hoping I can work in some writing time this weekend. I've got a re-write idea percolating and I need a chunk of time to play with it.
Friday.... I sure was planning to get a lot more stuff done this week. Oh well.
I want to stick a serious note in here to my small band of followers. I'm going to do my best to keep up with my blog and to read and comment on yours, but if I fall off a bit, please stay with me. We moved my dear mum-in-law to a hospice facility this week and I'm dividing most of my time between work and being with her.
Unwriting progress: From the original 150,000 words down to 111,618. (Sadly, unchanged from Wednesday but it should be better on Monday.)
I'm currently enjoying: Weeding Out Trouble by Heather Webber (Thought I'd get to finish it tonight but that dang suduko got in the way. And, yup, it's still overdue at the library.)
Quote of the day: Affliction comes to us, not to make us sad but sober; not to make us sorry but wise. - H. G. Wells