This week has been hectic, to say the least. I’m sure I’m not the only one who wishes there were a few more than 24 hours in a day so that they could get everything done. Foremost among those is Mr. Scott… Every November, he’s involved with an intercollegiate programming contest. This year, they had to move the contest up a week. 7 full days that he and the other judges could have used. Needless to say, my husband’s been a little sleepless for the last couple of days. I’m just looking forward to Monday when life will go back to normal…or at least what passes for normal here in the Scott household.
Drama Teen had her heart broken by her first love six or so months ago. As the flame lives in our neighborhood, it’s hard not to acknowledge that he’s got a new girlfriend. I noticed Drama Teen looking a bit pensive the other day and leaped to the conclusion that she was feeling a bit blue about the situation. Au contraire, she was quick to tell me, that she wasn’t the least bit sad about “that”, she had just heard through the grapevine that Mr. Heartbreaker and his new young love were going to be parents. Parents! While I’m thinking “Better her than you”, I asked Drama Teen how she felt about that. Her reply was more mature than I’d imagined. “Doesn’t she know, Mom, that having a baby at sixteen isn’t a good thing? There’s diapers, sleepless nights, and she’s not going to be able to hang out with her friends. Babies are no way to fix or keep a relationship.” My heart hurts for Drama Teen, she talks a good game, but I know it has to hurt. I gave her a big hug and then we bonded over laundry.
The school invited us to an IEP meeting for kinderboy #1 today. We’d dutifully filled out the surveys they sent us and were interested to find out if the school psychologist had any insight as to what makes our little guy tick. The best guess is a pretty severe cognitive learning disability. Mr. Scott, who thinks like a computer programmer because he is one, explained it as an input/output problem. The information is going in just fine. Kinderboy#2 is just having retrieval problems. I’m hoping the interventions will aid in unlocking the info. Now, if they could only figure out something to cure his stubbornness! LOL.
Kinderboy#2 had his first playdate with a friend on Tuesday. He and his buddy walked home to the other boy’s house and spent the afternoon goofing off, watching movies, eating popcorn, and playing video games. Kinderboy#1 was heartbroken that he didn’t get to go too. Luckily, kinderboy#1 and our neighbor’s other boy are friends. So, we’re going to do a kid swap for the afternoon. I’ll host one of mine and one of hers and she’ll have one each as well. The only downside is that our new friends have to move during Thanksgiving week to a faraway town. So, I may have a whole ‘nother set of broken hearts at the Scott household.
As for what’s up with me…I got a sort-of rejection. A “we liked this piece, needs more work before you submit it again.” So, I put zombie historical on hold so that I can polish up my haunted house story. On re-reading it, I have spotted some areas to improve and may end up adding a couple of thousand words. If’n I do (which I hope I do), I can then submit it to a couple of other markets that take a minimum wordcount of 70K. So, all is well in my world.
I’ll be blogging over at Romerotica Authors tomorrow about my love affair with haunted house stories and my upcoming trip to the Mission Inn in Riverside. Is it haunted? I’ve stayed there several times and never had anything odd happen, but one never knows!
Have a great weekend!