Sorry, I got nothin’.
I’ve pretty much spent the day with edits, some day job schtuff, some husband’s business accounting catch-up, and wishing they make an excavator small enough to fit in my living room.
Doesn’t make for scintillating blog fodder. I’ve even too busy to run around and find other interesting entries for link slutting. Hell, not so much as a quiz, even.
And I don’t even want to admit how many emails I owe people right now. If you sent me one and I haven’t responded, I will…tomorrow.
In the meantime, my new mantra for the year: Sexual tension…sexual tension…sexual tension…
At least the Great Commaectomy is over. (And some other stuff, too. I haven’t been removing commas this whole time. *g*)
Shannon, I was telling my Wookie about your wanting to zap your shagging in a thunderstorm hero in the behind, and he came out with the following…
“She should just have him finish and then roll over and THEN zap him. It’d give a whole new meaning to the term ‘lightning rod’!”
:lmao:
*waves hi*
Just thought I’d come over and play with the smilies…:rofl::woot::diva::cheesy::hide:
Okay, back to writing…glad you’re getting through the edits.
:lmao: @ lightning rod! My heroine’s kind of mouthy, so she might just bring that up to him. :thumb:
Conga line! :penguin: :dance: :cheer: :woot:
I’m supposed to be :write: