So, I’m back. I know you missed me.

The weekend was lovely and cold. It sleeted Saturday for a while, which sounded wonderful on the tin-roofed deck at my parents lakehouse. For a little while, I bundled up in a quilt and sat outside and just enjoyed the ting and ping above me.

I did get some writing done, but I have to say, it was almost too quiet for me. I’m obviously not one of those hermit wannabe writers who must hide away in a cave in order to be productive. My creativity seems to come on the waves of chaos. Which is a good thing, since at home, it’s never quiet.

The Fishdog is off to San Francisco this week. Hope he has a good time. 😦 the boys and I will hold down the fort while he’s gone…but we miss him already.

The chapters and writing loops are all a twitter with excitement about RWA National Conference registration, which opened Monday. I love “Nationals”. I get to see my friends, schmooze with my way cool agent and all the way cool chicks at TKA, party with my online chapter, and refill my writing well with the energy I always bring back with me. I think I’m driving this year, since parking isn’t gonna be $25 a day. Last year I elected to fly to Atlanta because my airfare was cheaper than the parking and gas would’ve been!

Any of you gonna be heading to Dallas this year with me? It’s not the most exotic of locations, but hell, we rarely leave the hotel anyway, so does the location matter? And this time, we won’t be sharing the hotel with the Mary Kay convention. But honestly, that kinda saddens me…the stories we had when we left! Awesome!

Edited to add:

by the way, I left at 2:45 on Thursday. I was sooooo close. 🙂 I didn’t have to leave at 2:00 because my committee meeting was cancelled. I drove in anyway because I had already taken the time off and I took that time to see a friend.

Also, I didn’t win squat at the horse races. Just didn’t have the good gambling juju going on.