I have to confess, my love for Bruce Campbell is growing in leaps and bounds…it’s always been there, because I think he’s just neat, but after re-watching The Adventures of Brisco County, Jr (Which makes me want to know why Jules Carey isn’t a huge star? he’s such a good actor…his timing is brilliant…) and now I’m netflixing Jack of all Trades (Napoleonic War comedy! Spies! Swashes! Buckles!) I am reminded how much I just adore that guy.
I need to watch Army of Darkness again. I’m not huge on comedy, but I like these for some reason…just so pleasant.

What else? It’s rainy out, but it’s spring, warm, delicious, spring. I adore this time of year because I love the rain and the flowers, and the temperature is pretty much optimal for me. I am not a hot weather girl, so weather that’s satiny warm is perfect. I do have something I like about all times of the year, I think it’s silly to love one season much over another, because I am trying to keep myself from that ugly cycle of wishing my life away.

I haven’t written much of late. I burned myself out a little, getting Chocolatier’s Wife done in such a short amount of time, and I need to ease myself back into one of my partial books. I really want to finish the Water’s Edge duo because that will mean that I will have written three books in a year, but that’s a little much, really, because I will probably have to rip out huge amounts of what I have done.

We’re entering the busy part of the semester, so I am solidly occupied for the most part. My father is home again, at least…and Sophie the cat is home…so the family is together again. I am getting close to done on the doll house, putting in ceiling cove and baseboards now (I also still need to reinstall the roof and attic) and I’m overall pleased. I have 6 inches (or in Dollhouse terms, 6 feet) more in both my living room and bedroom because I got rid of my front porch. Sad, that my dollhouse no longer has a porch, but I never saw it anyway, and I feel a dollhouse is really more of a creative display case for the tiny cool things inside the rooms.
I have been reading, thankfully, and that has been lovely. I am almost done with Hannah March’s delightful A Distinction of Blood. I love all of her Robert Fairfax stories, which take place in a wonderfully imagined Georgian England.