I know–today is supposed to be Hunk Fail. But Wizard is getting on my nerves.

First–I DON’T HAVE A PUPPY! OR A DOG! Wizard gets me almost everything I want…but that. It’s okay though, I’m wearing him down and I predict that by 2030 I will actually have a dog.

Something to look forward to.

Then, to really annoy me, the other night we were talking about something, I can’t remember what, and Wizard says, “What was with that old guy on your blog last week? He’s not Wing Slayer Worthy.”

“Hey! You’re not a witch so you don’t get a vote,” I said, and yeah, okay, maybe I snarled it.

“Yes I do,” he said in that smug way of his designed to make me insane.

“Do not! You’re a guy, you don’t get a vote!”

“He was stupid. And old. Are you losing your eye sight?”

I think I resorted to sign language at that point. Don’t judge me, Wizard was pushing my buttons on purpose. He was probably bored or something.

In any case, just to PROVE to Wizard my eyesight it perfectly good, I’m posting this picture….

I don’t seem so blind now, do I Wizard????

There I feel a lot better.  Have a great weekend!

This week I won’t be blogging much or at all.  If I can get online, I may check in, but that’s really iffy.

So tomorrow, if all goes well I’ll be boarding the plane for Orlando, and the Romance Writers of America Conference. (I hope–we’ve had some ill family members, but I’m thinking positive!)

And I really like this plane in the picture! I’d fly him!

For any of you looking for me in Orlando, I will be at the RWA Literacy signing on Wednesday night. I think that’s from 5:30 to 7:30.   And I’ll be at the Ballantine signing Saturday morning morning 9 to 10:30.

Please stop by and say hello!!

This weekend was mostly prep work, hanging out with Wizard, casting a few spells to aide family members in getting and staying well. Oh and I bought new shoes that will cripple me (more than I already am!) to wear at conference.  Wizard said, “Why????”  Then I put them on, and he liked them, LOL. Still–will they be worth the pain and blisters?

Oh and I read Kate Carlisle’s THE MILLIONAIRE MEETS HIS MATCH and loved it! Next up is Maureen Child’s CLAIMING HER BILLION-DOLLAR BIRTHRIGHT. On the plane, I think I’m going to read Nalini Singh’s BONDS OF JUSTICE.

So how was your weekend?

On Saturday afternoon, Wizard and I were sitting in the living room talking.  It dawned on me that hey, neither one of us are doing anything. And so I got an idea…

“Wizard, let’s go to the animal shelter!”

He frowned at me. “Why?”

Being clever, I said, “I just want to see the animal shelter.”

He rolled his eyes. “You worked at an animal shelter.”

“Not THIS one.  Besides, that was *mumble mumble* years ago. Come on, it’ll be fun.”

Evil laugh. “Not a chance. You’re trying to trick me.  You’ll show me a cute dog, do some shifty magic and I’ll give in and get you a dog.”

Totally busted. I tried to deny and cajole, but Wizard  wouldn’t budge.

Since then, I’ve been pouting thinking…If wizard is afraid of me, a witch and a cute little puppy, doesn’t that make him, a big…

And yeah, I’m going to be in all kinds of trouble for this. Wizard loves to get even!

Bailey has a new goal…Teach the Wizard how to Play.

I may have mentioned this before–Wizard is not a Dog Lover. Wizard understand all things numerical (he’s an accounting wizard) and all things magical.

He does not understand dogs.

Bailey bounds over to Wizard with his new toy.

Wizard tries to pat Bailey’s head.

Bailey tries to shove his toy in Wizard’s hand.

Wizard recoils. “Stop that. Hold still so I can pet you.” He says this like the dog should understand.

Bailey quickly translates this into his native dog language and realizes Wizard must not  SEE the AWESOME TOY in his mouth. With his incredible problem solving skills, he squeaks his toy so Wizard will hear it and grasp how super cool is it to play tug of war.

Wizard looks at me with a helplessly confused expression. “Why is he doing that?”

I answer,  “He wants to play tug of war with you.”

Wizard shudders.  He managed to pet Bailey’s head while Bailey is aggressively squeaking the toy. Then he walks away.

Bailey trots over to me. He knows witches are smart and know how to play

This story has no point except that Wizard was tormenting me tonight with comments like. “Don’t you wish Bailey was here?”

Sometimes, Wizards are annoying