So here's the deal:
As my "prize" for finishing NaNoWriMo this past year, I got to submit my novel to CreateSpace for publication. It is now, finally, ready and can be ordered here.
BUT WAIT!
If you buy it online it's $9.99 plus $3.18 shipping. I, however, can get discounted copies. So here's what I'm going to do for you. I'm going to buy a case of books and sell them to my friends and family for $8.50 INCLUDING shipping. That's right. I'll even sign it for you if you want.
So if you could leave a comment letting me know you want one, I will order them. Once they're in I'll contact you by email and you can use my Paypal account to pay and give me your address. If you live near me and want to pick it up, I'll even take another dollar off! $7.50! Really, how can you pass that up?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Weirder than ever
I have enjoyed Weird Al Yankovic's songs since the mid-80s, but hadn't listened to any of his newer songs. I figured since I didn't know the songs he was parodying, I wouldn't "get" them. Oh, how wrong I was. And look, he even wrote a song about me!
Plus, check out his new Doors-inspired song, "Craigslist" - absolutely hysterical!
Plus, check out his new Doors-inspired song, "Craigslist" - absolutely hysterical!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Do I get Social Security now?
The other day we were at a church dinner. Usually, they will announce the order in which the tables are to go up to the food line, but this time they did it a little differently. Anyone 70 or older was allowed to go through the line first.
My seven year old looked up at me. "That's you, Mommy!"
And he seemed truly shocked to find out I am not, in fact, over 70. Then he looked at Hubby. "What about Daddy?"
My seven year old looked up at me. "That's you, Mommy!"
And he seemed truly shocked to find out I am not, in fact, over 70. Then he looked at Hubby. "What about Daddy?"
Monday, June 08, 2009
Catmint
The other day I had picked some mint from the garden to make mint tea. Since I wasn't ready to use it yet, I put it in some water on the counter. A while late, my kitten jumped on the counter (as he does often). When he saw the mint, his eyes went wide. Then he hooked it with one paw and carried it to the floor.
Once in his possession, he chewed it, tossed it around, shredded it, and just generally enjoyed the life out of it. My older cat entered the room, saw the mint, and grabbed some for himself.
I've heard of catnip, but I never heard that regular spearmint would invoke this kind of reaction in felines. Anybody else?
Once in his possession, he chewed it, tossed it around, shredded it, and just generally enjoyed the life out of it. My older cat entered the room, saw the mint, and grabbed some for himself.
I've heard of catnip, but I never heard that regular spearmint would invoke this kind of reaction in felines. Anybody else?
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
My book is out
If you happen to own a Kindle (the coolest device ever), you can now purchase my first novel, Spanish Summer. The print version should be ready soon, and I'll certainly let you know when you can order it!
Grades
I took the four year old for his checkup the other day. While doing the physical exam, the doctor asked him a few questions.
"How high can you count?" was one of them.
"I can count to 100... MILLION!" The doctor probably thought he was kidding, but I bet he could count that high given enough time and patience (I've heard him count to over 100). In any case, the doctor was satisfied with 10. And very impressed when I told him that my preschooler knows all his letters and the sounds they make and is reading simple words.
On the way home, he wanted to know how high his oldest brother could count. "As high as he wants to," I said.
"And what grade is he in?"
"Seventh."
"How high can you count, Mommy?" I gave him the same answer, as high as I want to. "And what grade are you in?"
"I'm not in a grade. I finished school."
He paused for a moment. "So when you finish school you're not in any grade anymore?"
"That's right."
Another pause, then, "That's AWESOME!"
"How high can you count?" was one of them.
"I can count to 100... MILLION!" The doctor probably thought he was kidding, but I bet he could count that high given enough time and patience (I've heard him count to over 100). In any case, the doctor was satisfied with 10. And very impressed when I told him that my preschooler knows all his letters and the sounds they make and is reading simple words.
On the way home, he wanted to know how high his oldest brother could count. "As high as he wants to," I said.
"And what grade is he in?"
"Seventh."
"How high can you count, Mommy?" I gave him the same answer, as high as I want to. "And what grade are you in?"
"I'm not in a grade. I finished school."
He paused for a moment. "So when you finish school you're not in any grade anymore?"
"That's right."
Another pause, then, "That's AWESOME!"
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