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An actual update...I know, the shock!

Things have been happening. Lots of things. Yet, at the same time, they seem to just be the same things that are happening over and over and over again.

First, there's school. Lots of reading and researching. I presented two papers in as many weeks. No wonder I felt as if my life had suddenly been taken over by library books and internet searches! When I wasn't trying to find info, I was writing the paper and preparing PowerPoint presentations. Oh, yes. Each paper had to be presented in class and since we all know I have the world's worst memory, I opted for visual prompts in the form of PowerPoint slides.

There has also been a lot of reading going on. I think we're on our last book now, though, so all's good! Garden of Eden by Hemingway. I'm only two chapters in so far, but I can already see this one is going to be dealing with sexuality. A lot.

Of course, I have to admit I was tempted to ignore Hemingway last night and indulge in Jacqueline Carey's Santa Olivia. I'm about halfway through the book, but I haven't touched it since the ferry ride home the weekend of my writing conference. Maybe this weekend...

Before we get to this weekend, though, there are baseball and soccer games to contend with. Tonight we get to travel to a remote baseball field. They say there's a small town there somewhere, but I'm not buying it. Looks more like the sports complex, if you can call it that, was just sort of plopped down in the middle of the country.

Friday night the kiddo has soccer. And Saturday morning. (I need to remember to ask about when we'll get to pick up his pictures!)

Sounds fun, huh? Actually, I love watching the kids play soccer, so it kind of is. What isn't fun, though, is the fact that were also camping this weekend. Traveling five minutes up the road from our house has just turned into a half-hour drive. Still..camping! I love camping!

Oh, on a completely unrelated note to anything I've said so far, my oldest is out of his cast. The break is still a bit fragile but as long as the child doesn't do anything too rough with his foot, he should be fine. In an attempt to keep him from hopping, jumping, or kicking anything too hard, the doctor did warn him that if he re-breaks it before its properly healed he'll have to have surgery.

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