Damn, Hec. That sucks.

Yeah, but it'd be worse if it were my first book instead of my putative fourth one. What also sucks is that they were interested in me doing a second book for them as well.

Oh well, rejection and disappointment are part of the writer's lot.

I can't get too down, though. When I look into the kitchen and see Emmett sprawled on the floor teaching Matilda how to play a game and they're giggling and she's babbling and they're just completely engaged I know I'm lucky. t /sappy

Woo hoo Emmett! And Emmett's team!

I'm sorry about the book deal.

Meanwhile, I'm trying to psych myself up to go run errands. I'm already dripping with sweat sitting still. Telling myself it's not going to get cooler isn't helping me.

Kitty came back! Some might think I'm too involved with my invisible friends if they knew how much I've been worrying about that cat. It's just an awful feeling to be calling and thinking you see a whisk of tail out of the corner of your eye. I can't imagine how much more horrible it would be walking the streets looking for a child.

Happy birthday, Shir!

Sorry about the book, Hec. On the other hand, I have been entranced by the romance between Emmett and Matilda.

Happy birthday, Shir! And juliebird I'm glad your kitty returned safe and sound.

I am on my third day of insomnia, waking up around 4 am or so and not really falling back to sleep after that. My head feels a bit like I've stuffed it with cotton wool, but at least the irrational anxiety hasn't kicked in yet. (Okay, maybe it has a little, but it's manageable so far.)

I have been entranced by the romance between Emmett and Matilda.

Seriously, it's just ridiculous.

Emmett's been having some pre-teen blue/moody episodes but he bounces right back whenever he sees Matilda.

Last night we picked her up from daycare and he played peekaboo while she was in the carseat. Actually, she sort of hid behind her book and giggled incessantly while he tried to peek around it and said, "Where's Matilda? Is she hiding?" And that got him giggling.

And the other night, she woke with something like a night terror and she was sobbing and fighting us and I picked her up and said, "Do you want to see Obbie?" and she sobbed the most heartbroken, desperate "Obbie!" and I took her to him and she settled right down, and fell asleep on his chest.

And last night we couldn't get the rubber band out of her hair because it was wound too tight and he very very carefully and gently teased it out.

And when I take her to the games and we're sitting behind home plate and Emmett is catching, he'll look over, catch her eye, and she'll wave and he'll just grin from ear to ear.

melts at Emmett/Matilda love

Sorry about the book deal, Hec. May another be right around the corner.

Happy birthday, Shir!

Seriously, Emmett and Matilda are going to make me weep.

We've been playing these Divisional games down near beth and Matt's house in Niles/Fremont.

You can see from these pictures how pretty a setting that is for a baseball game.

That's Emmett catching in that series of pictures.

Tonight Saratoga and Morada play for the privilege of facing us tomorrow.

Awww, Emmett and Matilda.

Back on the Fall/Winter warm/cool color thing again... I just read a website [link]

that seems to say that if your skin has yellow/warm undertones you are a winter, and if it has cool/blue undertones you are an autumn. Which I am pretty sure goes against everything I've read elsewhere. But it is the only one that I can actually find myself in (their winter) because it deals with yellowish skin (undertones) with red/pink overtones. All the other places seem to think if you have yellow undertones, that the color on your cheeks is peach.

According to this website, there are 3 other people in the US with my exact name.