Yay for lemon bars!

I motivated myself with caffeine and popcorn, pulled on my dwarf armor, grabbed my trusty ax of word-wisdom, and fixed chapter 4. On to chapter 5. Plus I have a woodland full of psycho trees that I need to visit this afternoon and incite a war, or at least bedlam that will lead to a forest fire later. I brainstormed a hostage situation in an abandoned prison booby-trapped with explosives with my CP. In unrelated news, the boys feral-schooled themselves (not really--they are just being nice self-starters lately) and I took care of cats and scooped litter boxes. I do lead an interesting life.

This is okay.

I wholeheartedly endorse this book.

Ugh. Can not get motivated today. I think I'll try more caffeine.

Good morning! It looks like a rainy day ahead for us. Boys are already wading through Latin. Math, Grammar, Literature, History/ Science for later. I am writing and continuing to revise today.

We're trying not to freeze today. It's very cold and windy, and the order of the day seems to be feeding the fire and eating. Boys did some school this morning, and have the rest of the day off. I've got errands to run in town in a bit. Wrote 2K on a story this morning, and will be revising this afternoon.

My hip is better and the sun is shining. But it's still cold. The chickens were looking pitiful this morning (because cold), so they had warmed chicken treats and I ordered they get their heat lamp on all day. They seem to approve. They have their windows covered with plastic, and the heat lamp at night, but it just gets bitterly cold and they don't like it. Writing this morning, revising this afternoon, and feeling really down about everything. It will pass. ETA: I need waterfalls, but it's too cold to get out and hunt for them. Two more months, and then we may get a few good days to get out in the woods.

It's been a bad day in Sportballandia at my house. I'm ready to take my shower, shut the door to the yowling and growling, and go to sleep.

I made cornbread tonight. There are certain pleasures in life that I can and must rave about: a fresh notebook from the package, a line that makes my heart hurt, and a hot, crunchy, tender, delicious skillet of buttermilk cornbread. Ecstacy.

I do not have anything to measure my physical activity other than my posterior, which really needs to get out and move more. When it's warmer. Too cold to breathe today!

Good morning! It's freezing outside and there's snow plastered in various spots across the yard. We didn't get much. It's pretty, but it is so cold! Going to be wet after a while. Sun is out. Today's schedule: Grocery shopping, and I need to make chili. Only I think I may have forgotten the ground beef. That could be a problem. Other than that, writing. School on Monday.

Slept better, and my hip hurts a little less today. It's extremely cold, and all the snow froze. But sun is out and stuff with be melting soon.

Weather is part of it! I had a tough time sleeping last night with the pain. One painting is an ocean landscape. It's going to a writer friend. The other is one of my boys cuddling the young cat. I did a pen and ink of it, and now it's time to paint a watercolor of it. So far it is looking good. Took me almost two hours to work up the right grays for the cat, though.

I am dying of hip pain. I don't know what I did to aggravate it more than usual, but I feel broken! In other news, I read a few chapters for critique, finished one watercolor painting for a friend, and started a new painting for the art show/sale in May.