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14 July 2010 @ 09:30 pm
Some pursue happiness, others create it.  
I've been feeling icky today. It's my own fault, as I've not been taking my medicine regularly since last week (never fear, I got the script refilled yesterday, so all will be well in a few days). Anyway, we didn't go anywhere today because of me feeling like death on a cracker.

The boys and I were on the front porch, watching a storm roll in through the sunset (a pretty impressive piece of God's handiwork, for sure) and Ethan leans into me.

Ethan. Do you still feel yucky?

Me. Yeah. Thanks for asking.

Ethan. Really yucky? Are you any better?

Me. No, I still feel bad.

Aaron. Like bologna on a tortilla.

(Ethan and I just look at him)

Ethan. Yeah, that is pretty bad.

Not that either of them are forced to eat bologna at our house. I think that stuff is foul.

Anyway. I've written quite a bit on a multichapter fic, Up to chapter three! It's a Ron/Pansy, and an idea I've not seen explored in that particular slice of fandom. So yay for being creative and stuff. Beta still needed for that one, but it's a bit more work than a drabble. And I'm going to make blueberry peach jam in the morning if I feel better. Honestly, blueberry peach jam might make me feel better. Yep. It's a plan, for sure.
 
 
I feel:: blahblah
I hear:: Ethan and AJ laughing upstairs
 
 
 
Carrie Leigh: writer schizophreniacarrie_leigh on July 15th, 2010 10:47 pm (UTC)
Get after it, then. I'm not afraid of correction!

I was reading a Bones fic the other day that had Booth saying 'bloody hell' and 'arse over tits.' It made me make a face. I didn't stop reading, but it totally interrupted the flow, you know?

I hope mine won't be as bad as ff.net! Good grief.