My editor sent on the Revisions for Indiscreet and I am in the middle of them now, head down, fixing as fast as I can. Oh, and I injured my hand and for three days was in an exquisite amount of pain and having a lot of trouble just typing...

It's been ugly folks.

In fun news, don't forget to leave your comment in the post below so you can maybe win a free book! See post for details. You have until 4/10/2009. Go. Enter.

In other fun news, since my birthday is this month, I am going to cook up some fun stuff for us to do to celebrate my big day. Stay tuned. Fun stuff!!!

Speaking of cooking, my son has to make aioli for his French class. We followed the Joy of Cooking recipe yesterday and didn't even get defeated mayonnaise which, apparently, is what happens to losers who can't make aoili. We got soup.

It was a really really embarrassing cooking failure. Today we tried again. I took the liberty of stopping at Trader Joe's on the way home to buy aioli (mustard) as the Death Star Aioli Back up Plan. It's what Darth Vader would have done. Right? Cause he was like evil and stuff.

Soccer Boy and I agreed failure was not an option, as passing off Trader Joe's Aoili mustard as something home made was... well.... cheating. But still. I just couldn't see facing the humiliation of sending him to French class with a mason jar of failed aioli soup.

We started off correcting the known mistakes from yesterday. I had good olive oil, brand new. We need a freaking pair of pliers to get the damn olive oil open! Then I started freaking and made my son look up tips for fixing failed aioli on his iPhone which led us to a couple of recipes that contained better instructions than Joy of Cooking and well...

voila!

The aioli came out fantastique!

I am so proud.

Off to revise.

Labels: contest, cooking, death Star backup plan, free stuff, Indiscreet, Revising

Last night I took my son, the Darling Child, to a French restaurant. He has to write a review for his French class. He did try escargot. He had a soccer game in the morning and then went over to a friend's house and jumped on a trampoline for 4 hours. And when I picked him up, we got a ride in a Porche. I want one.

Anyway, at the restaurant he was actually fading fast by the time we were having dessert. Today's soccer game isn't until 4:00 pm which means we both got to sleep in this morning. Yay! I didn't even open my eyes until 9:00 am.

When he got up he made me crepes, also a project for his French class. They were very good. Yummy. With only a few reminders, he even cleaned up afterward. Then he started on his science project. He's making a model of a cell. He's using clay and we ended up wrapping the clay in a paper bag and running over it with the car a couple of times to get it nice and flat. Which was just funny. Now it's out drying in the sun and he's working on his French reports. We went outside to check on the model, and in the sun, the temperature was perfect. Not too hot, perfectly warm after the slightly chilly inside. He threw the frisbee for the dog. In between all that, I've been able to get some writing done.

So here's the thing. I've had a wonderful morning. Perfect. Having children is a lot of work and sometimes it's just frustrating or even scary. But days like today make life perfect. Because in return for all the hard times and days when you want to put them in the closet or trade them in for a Porche you get days like this.

Scandal is still going well. I'm in edit mode. After I go shopping, and probably after the DC's soccer game, I think I'm going to work on smoothing out the ending. Right now, the parts where my hero and heroine are coming to terms with their sexual compatibility is fragmented and needs to be brought in line with everything else.

Labels: children, cooking, on being happy, Scandal