Writing is hard. Okay that’s my wisdom for the day…LOLOL! I have a beta reader (Marianne Donley, a writer and a friend!) helping me get the set up of CAGED MAGIC in shape and she’s asking killer-good questions and really helping. But I need more butt-in-the-chair time.
Enough of that. So after all my protests, I have to confess that I caved into Wizard. For the first time ever, I will be flying first class to New York for the RWA conference and Rita Award Ceremony. I fought Wizard on this for a week until something dawned on me…
Wizard is doing something NICE. It’s his version of sending flowers to congratulate me. Only Wizard doesn’t send me flowers. Most of the time, Wizard’s grand gestures are stuff like pouring some wine, unloading the dishwasher, running errands for me, vacuuming the house or once in a while, buying me my favorite chocolate truffles. All of which I love. But this time he wanted to do something with a little bigger for my Rita nomination — send me to NY, including flying first class.
When that finally dawned on me, I did a completely turn around. I told him yes and graciously thanked him. He was thrilled, and I realized how stupid I was being. So now I truly am excited and appreciative. We booked the tickets, it’s all wonderful.
And then there was last night.
We were making dinner and talking, I was telling him, again, how excited I am to go and to fly first class.
Wizard looked over at me and said, “When I pick you up, you’re going to get off that plane, look me with your big Beagle Eyes and decide you’re never flying coach again.”‘
Ummm…what? Never mind the flying coach because, hello, I’m cheap and we are not wealthy, so yeah, I will be flying coach. But…
I choked and then laughed. Then I choked again because I was trying not to laugh, and laughed harder. When I finally could talk again, I’m like, “Did you really just say Beagle Eyes?”
He did that confused guy thing, you know that expression. “Yeah, you have huge brown eyes. Don’t beagles have big eyes like that?”
I kid you not. He said that with a freaking straight face. So I checked my facts. “I have eyes like a beagle?”
He nodded, trying and failing to hide his smirk.
And I couldn’t even smack him because he’s being all kinds of awesome about me going to NY, dang it.
By the way, Wizard was more the welcome to go with me, he debated for a week then decided not to go. But it was totally up to him.
So, this weekend is another busy one. We’re going to CPA Boy’s (oldest son) on Saturday to celebrate his birthday. He’s just coming up for air after a super busy tax season. And Sunday I’m going shopping with a friend to begin looking for a Rita dress, but mostly just to have fun. And I’m working in between that.
How about you guys? Any plans for the weekend?