meme-o-licious, from camwyn...

( what beer am I  )

We're back! (again!) This time from Massachusetts, with a very lovely sewing machine table, which Eor is cleaning, cleaning, cleaning.  Trying to get rid of the smell of cat pee which clings to it - now all I can smell is Pledge. 

And I'm baking chicken basted in a ginger-garlic marinade, rice and corn on the cob.  Absolutely essential, since all we've eaten all day is beef jerky and tostitoes. 

We did not, however, wait until we had eaten before trying the new type of rum we picked up when we were passing through New Hampshire.  ;9 

pottering about with my Pseudo Victorian Boys Adventure...

I was just poking at Chapter Four of "Swept Away!", trying to make sure it's all ready to post on the second of next month.  I guess there must not have been anything terribly annoying about Chapter Three?  I'm sure someone would have told me if I had again repeated words or whole blocks of explanation (*slaps self in the head*).  Right?  So if nobody has any objections then I'm ready to print it out for my co-worker for when I get back to work on Sunday?  I trust you guys to give me my final kicks in the arse, because Eor and I have probably both seen so many incarnations of the thing that it's all blurred together, now. :)