That’s right…I woke up this morning with good intentions.

I did.

I had every intention of being eloquent and entertaining on my blog this morning. I wasn’t really sure what I would write about, but I knew, without a doubt, that I would be fabulous.

Now the time has come and nothing fabulous is flowing yet. Hmmmm.

waiting.

waiting.

waiting.

Seriously? Where has all my fabulousness gone?

This was a fairly productive weekend. I didn’t progress as much as I had hoped with my writing, but any forward motion is a good thing. Fishdog worked a lot this weekend…since Grant and his family will be here Thursday, Fishy is trying to take Friday off with us. But, he’ll be leaving for Chicago for a conference on Saturday, so he may not be able to swing the day away from the office. Fingers crossed he can.

The swelling in my knee has finally gone down, so I walked yesterday for the first time in a week. Guess I won’t be running on pavement for a while. 😦

So, how was everyone’s weekend? Did you notice that idiot Fred Head is still getting all sorts of press outside the Romance world now? Fishdog planted his tongue firmly in his cheek and made a great observation in the comments section of my post the other day:

if you folks would simply say “they lay with each other” like in the bible, none of this finger-pointing would happen.

you know it’s all your (collective) fault!