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July 06, 2007

That mid-week holiday has really left us all a little snoozy and cranky. Andrew accused Kyra of being the diva of the house. She accused him of being a stinky boy.

Maybe it’s the weather.

Although yesterday, Andrew brought back a present from the fieldtrip he went on, a present for Kyra. I’m thinking he didn’t stink so much after that.

And I’m thinking I’ll take them to Ratatouille this weekend. The reviews are good and I hear the short movie beforehand is hysterical. Hey, any kids’ movie that doesn’t make my eyes bleed is good enough for me. Some popcorn, an Icee, and three seats in our favorite row. Life will be good.

I’ve been working on rewriting MacKenna (aka The Fine Art of Holding Your Breath) in first person. I shouldn’t admit that this is actually a lot of fun. You’re not supposed to mention stuff like that. Writing is hard. It can never be fun. If you’re having a good time, you’re doing something wrong.

So. There you have it. I’m having a lousy time. Actually, it’s sucking all my brainpower. I spend all my time accessing my inner seventeen year old, I have nothing left for blogging. However I did manage to write a review for Marianne’s new review site. You can read it here.

Charity Tahmaseb wrote at 11:45 a.m.

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