Hello, dear reader, how are you doing?
Things here are busy. Not insanely busy, mind you. No, all claims pertaining to that frame of mind are reserved for the revision process of my novel, which is plunging me into the depths of madness.
I'm actually trying to step away from it all and keep my head in the game as far as this wonderful time of year is concerned. I want to enjoy it, I want my family to enjoy it. I don't want their memories to be of me with a wild look on my face, saying: what do you mean, you have a concert tonight?! I'm stuck in chapter 3!!
They see enough of that, minus the part about revision.
At any rate, I did want to ask for your thoughts regarding the scariest thing in the world: throwing a party for teenagers. Sophie will turn 16 years old soon and we are having a few friends over to celebrate the event. No, we are not hiring a teen heart throb to make an appearance, nor will there be a new car parked in the driveway with a gigantic bow atop it. So perhaps there's no hope for this party, after all.
But if you have any ideas short of that, I would be grateful.
p.s. my apologies for the pictures and writing being out of context...it was asking too much of me to match it all up.
By way of explanation, then: Izzy is moving full steam ahead with her quest to celebrate the holidays (or any day) with copious amounts of carrot cake, the cat ears continue to find their way onto Caroline's head in the evening, I wanted a picture of just Sophie but couldn't find one where she wasn't playing volleyball, and yes, Charles molted the other day.
Take one look in his eyes and tell me if you don't lose track of time.