We made an offer for a house last night. Did I even mention here that we were house hunting? I’m so frazzled and worn out that I have no idea what I’ve said where. Anyway. House. If we get it, I’ll post pictures. If not, I’m not going to advertise the innards of someone else’s house.
Wedding plans continue. We lost our minister to a scheduling conflict, and we’re moving on to plan B. There is a plan C and a plan D. Mom is on the case. Just don’t ask me about the rehearsal dinner.
Writing? Shyeah. There has been no writing this week. Don’t make me laugh. There has been reading, and I should have time to post some reviews by 2007.
I had no idea that Drew Goddard wrote the ER episode with Mark Greene and the baby delivery. I am a Minion of Ultimate Drew. I mean, Swedish Viking trolls. Come on.
