I must have celebrated too much on my birthday, because I seem to have the flu or something coming on. Keeping my fingers crossed that I can feel well enough to get some serious word count underway on my new WIP.
Have you ever noticed how days go in cycles like this? Good day, bad day, etc etc. One of my sons, when he was little, would start out smiling. Then when something went wrong he would howl, "And I thought this was going to be such a good day!"
Yep, this is him, all grown up, having his head licked by a baby giraffe in South Africa.
Okay, I'm going to bed. Catch you all later.