Promises, promises.

Yes, I am behind on the blogging.

Tonight, as I take a break from typing for Siteman Cancer Center (yes, shameless pride, here), I shall endeavor to bring all my faithful readers (Hi, Aunt Alice!) up to speed.

Promise #1 - I promised a link to KitKat's awesome project that her teacher kept for posterity. You will see why. Note the detail on the hieroglyphics. I need to make a site just for all her artistic endeavors.

Promise #2 - I decided that Tiger's Eye will stay Adonis. This name is hereby confirmed by all the notes I pull out of his pockets before I put them in the washing machine. Every day, he has a new phone number or e-mail address or a new buddy on MSN. He told me a great joke tonight:

Q: How many ADDers does it take to change a light bulb?

A: Do you want to go ride a bike?

**NOTE: This is not a slam on those afflicted with ADD. Our family has a good portion of ADD tendencies, knows Ritalin, and this is totally, completely funny to us because it's the truth! Flight of ideas? Speaking of flight, I love airplanes. In the air, I love the bird's eye view. Did you see the view? I have pictures of Turkey to post, now that I think about views. Castles. I haven't walked in a castle since I was 10 years old. When I was 10, I wore velor. I have a new shirt...

Yeah. I'm good at nonsense.

Promise #3 - I'm going to be published by the time I'm 40. That means I'm reading up on the competition...and thoroughly engrossed. The problem with reading the competition is that I have 12 (no lie) new story outlines. Basically, I'm all dressed up with everywhere to go, but I have to finish the chapter of the book I'm currently reading. This also means that I have two different versions of Word Perfect up, because between work and writing with so many story lines, I never know which will have a line or two for me to add to the story. See ADD narrative above. Right now, between work and writing, I have a total of 11 documents open.

Promise #4 - ManCub WILL do better. He got a 33 as a final grade in industrial arts. Lord-a-mercy, I'm having trouble staying afloat, here. Adonis? He has a B average. Everyone kneel on the prayer rug and count your blessings...he keeps this up and I'll let him get his license! KitKat...um, she's set. Like always.

Promise #5 - I will get back to weekend cooking. Maybe. I learned how to make a new dessert! I call it Caramel Coronary, and I even made my own caramel out of sweetened condensed milk. I asked for saffron for Christmas from my mommy. She promised me. I have a lot of rice ready for it.

Promise #6 - We will have an awesome slither season. Expect commentary on a lot of our visual morphs. The lady who produced Lotus (our pied) is now 2500 grams, and that could be eight eggs, maybe 2 or 3 piebalds. Three pieds x 2000 bucks = happy Sapphire. We now have a pin and a mojave. The Cactus Jack project is still online and we've got some pretty girls, but Jack might be too young yet. He's not showing much interest. Actually, nobody's really too interested, but it's early yet. Gideon's online and doing his duty. Good boy.

Promise #7 - I will try not to read other's writing without cringing at passive voice. Lord, but it's hard. Years of training only to discover that the top-selling authors get away with "she had had more than she could take..." really, really bites.

Okay, that's a wrap...for now. Love and stuff for the holidays!