I look cute!

For the first time in a long time since I was pregnant, I look cute again. It's just happened within the past couple of weeks. And hooray, tonight I actually noticed that I looked cute in my underwear. Monstro agreed. Happy Saturday night! Shock the monkey, indeed.

Kathy Sierra

I'm not sure what to think when I read a story online in the SF Chronicle about the Kathy Sierra death threats -- "...a world that many women in particular see as still dominated by men and where personal attacks often are defended on grounds of free speech" -- and at the bottom of the article is a Google ad for 99 Most Desirable Women.

The Bubblewrap is Gone

The bubblewrap is gone. So are the bags and boxes of packing pellets. The tubes of Crazy Glue, the rolls of masking tape, vanished. Every clean garbage bag in the house? Ditto.

Monstro and Slash and the cargo van we rented are off to ICON. They successfully crossed the Long Island Sound via the Port Jefferson / Bridgeport ferry, and were looking for "a big sports building" at the SUNY where the con is being held when I called him on our cell phone.

Oh, and who wants to help me put together our new bed before hubby gets home?

ICON, Monstro, new bed

And yet MORE writing

There's been this one-act I've been eleven pages into since 2004. Today I wrote 100% more. I think the first draft is nearly done.

The cool thing is, this one-act can be the prequel to another one-act play I've had some success with. And then I've got a two-act play, with an intermission act.

Whoo!

In other news, the baby is screaming, all excited about Springing Forward, I guess.

Happy Daylight Savings!

Best Website Ever

... and addictive, to boot! Check it out! (G-rated and work-friendly, I promise)

Yup, more writing that isn't a musical

I blame Anne for giving me a free idea, which dovetailed beautifully with an idea I had three years ago, topped off with another brand-new idea from moi. Basically, what I'm saying is, I'm writing a new play. I'm five pages into it. So far, it's not wretched. More info as I have it. In the meanwhile, I'm signed up for the first Playwright's Lab in April and looks like I'll be bringing this with me.

And, between the previously blogged stomach flu and Rhythmball (one of which was considerably more enjoyable than the other), I have NEVER looked hotter in my new jeans. Whoot!

And Yet Skinnier

This week's poundage droppage wasn't inspired by Rhythmball so much as the gastrointestinal virus that Baby picked up, which 12 hours into his recovery Monstro and I inherited; yesterday was nothing but tag-team baby care and hot-racking the bed (a military term I learned from my old buddy Jim, who was in the Marines).

Monstro was setting the alarm last night. "Weird."

"What's weird?"

"The alarm is set for 8:12, and right now, it's 8:12."

It didn't at the time occur to me that 51 years ago, we'd have to wait another minute.

Hey "Out of Beta" Blogger.com

If you're so "out of beta," why am I still seeing data transmitting from beta.blogger.com? Huh?

Skinnier all the time!

Well, I'll admit that when we all had sinus infections after winter break my Rhythmball practice went by the wayside. But I'm back at it, plus my Lenten promise is to drink two liters of water daily, and woo hoo! Yesterday, I wore a size 16 suit that hasn't fit since before pregnancy.

Had a meeting with another client today, someone who hasn't seen me in a while, and he asked me, "How's Rhythmball?"

I threw my hands up over my head and said, "It's working!"

His response? "I can tell."

I am noticing more muscles in my arms -- long, lean ones -- and my waist is becoming more whittled. It's great motivation to keep going. So buy one already! And then get a paddle and ball for a friend, so you can keep each other honest. :)

rhythmball, skinny, milf

Happy Valentine's Day!

I spent it snowed-in with Monstro and baby... not so terrible, that. But what do you get for the man who already got everything for his birthday the week before? Well, a knob for his desk drawer, for starters. And then, I learned one of his favorite songs on the guitar, recorded myself singing and playing it via my PowerBook, and burned it to a CD. Truly amazing. I rock. Happy V-Day!