Where did the weekend go? I swear, it was just Friday. *sigh* Oh, and I need today's hottie to come to my house to do some painting. I haven't painted in like five years (coincides with when I started writing), and it's past time I changed up some of the colors around the house. I've been trying to nudge hubby to do it, but...so far, no results.
The writing is coming along, I even got all the forms done for Beyond Reckless and turned them in *pats self on back*. I've got the 2nd round of edits due for His Client at the beginning of Nov, so I need to finish them up. After that, I'll need to turn my attention to edits and revisions for Bound Forever. Yeah, revisions. :( But my editor's right, the ending needs a tweak and Oliver will be the better for it. Ollie's my boy, after all, and I'll do whatever it takes to show him the love. *g*
There were some interesting happenings in the kidlet's playroom recently. Kitteh proved herself quite the cowgirl.
When I saw this next one in the corner of the playroom, I will admit, I was struck speachless. Speachless in a 'what the??....oh, dear lord...' sort of way. I snapped a quick pic on my phone when the kidlet was out of the room, then casually asked her what was up with The Prince. Any guesses on her answer?
Ahhh. See, totally reasonable reason for him to be bent over Kitteh's scratching thingy with his bum hanging out. The nearby nekkid barbie - not sure what's up with her. Didn't ask. But I did fix The Prince's pants for him. This is not the first instance where the poor fellow's been left in the lurch. Clearly I need to get him some clothes that are easier for the kidlet to get on him.