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Last year I did gift bags with homemade baked goods for my husband's clients. This year I'm getting more than a 5 day heads up on this, so yay.

Help me decide? For all the Food Geeks and Cookie Connoisseurs, I have included pictures and links.
( If you're into Food Porn and recipes and stuff. )

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Um.

I'm grateful. Want to know why?

'Kay. I'll tell you. I'm grateful that 99% of the time I don't feel as if my head is filled with concrete. That other one percent is happening today,and I'm just... Urg. It's a head cold, it's just a old cold. But triple bleh.

In other news, I started writing my dgficexchange prompt. In longhand.

The tenses are screwing me up. The point of view is giving me a headache something fierce. But the character wants to tell the story. *sigh* Against my better judgment, I'm going to let them. But the character does not want to divulge all the information that I think necessary. It's like we're at a Mexican standoff, with the character's heels dug in and my arms crossed firmly over my chest and we're glaring at one another.

So there's that.

No, I'm not crazy. Hush it, you.

Then I did something impulsive and wrote my first (published) B/B ficlet in response to this:



Go have fun there. They all seem like nice, supportive peoples.

And lastly, A poll to name Aiden's replacement.

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Threads of plot, half finished ideas, partially developed characters, lackluster dialogue and holes you can drive a truck through. Thank you, nanowrimo, for giving me accountability for my 36,754 words of mediocrity.

Thanksgiving week begins. Nolan's home safe and sound from his hunting trip, sans any furry creatures, the lawn is mowed, the laundry is done. Tomorrow I grocery shop for the Thanksgiving crowd, get the house clean and ready for guests, and iron. I'm glamorous, let me tell you. For now, I need your help.

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So... I pouted for a lot of the week because Nolan didn't get me anything for my birthday. Correction. He did. He got me a bottle of lotion and a bottle of bubble bath. I pouted, quietly, pretending as if I didn't care.

Meanwhile, seegrim sent me a collectible teapot, teacup and stand (so adorable, I gave a litle happy sigh when I unwrapped it), elyaeru gave me an LJ gift certificate, Dad sent a check, and I got well wishes and fun comments, and e-cards from the flist, but nothing from hubs.

Admittedly, time is fluid in Nolanland. It doesn't always happen on anyone else's timetable. I know this. And he abhors the greeting card holidays. Valentine's day, mother's day, etc., I can practically guarantee I get zilch. However, a random Thursday? Yep, he brings me flowers, Or does something nice. So I usually don't complain. But he usually gets the birthday right. Thus, the pout.

So yesterday he brings me my birthday present. Wholly unexpected. A brand new, HP Pavillion dv6000 LAPTOP. Oh, my, he is lovely. I am in heaven. I'm currently sitting at the dining table, in close proximity to the kiddos, sipping coffee at the pretty guy.

But he needs a name.

He's sleek, sophisticated, powerful, masculine, and he admittedly turns me on, just a little. So he needs a good name. F-list? You have your work cut out for you!

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