Haven’t blogged for a few days, mostly because I’ve been sick. Yeah, that’s not news…I’ve been sick for an entire FREAKING month. Yesterday though, I seem to have added food poisoning on top of the whatever-the-heck-evil-cough-thing I have is. I shall spare you the details, but suffice it to say that food and I were not getting on at all. Water and I, as a matter of a fact, weren’t on speaking terms either.

I’m beginning to wonder if we are, indeed, the House of Plague. Maybe I should get a sign for the door that says “Abandon all Health Ye Who Enter Here.”

But to talk of better things…

I suppose I should mention the Wedding. And you have to capitalize it because it’s that BIG a deal. It was literally a holiday here and I have to think they planned it that way since it gave everyone here a four day weekend (with May Day) and it followed another four day weekend (Easter). You can literally buy *anything* emblazoned with the smiling faces of Prince William and (now) Princess Catherine / Kate.

We did not attend the wedding.

We did not go NEAR the wedding.

I mean, seriously. Did you see the TV coverage? Did you see how many people were there? Some of them having camped out for DAYS?

No, we watched it on TV just like half of the world did. I honestly felt a bit silly watching it, but it *was* a historic occasion. And then we went out to Bel Canto for dinner where the wait staff serenade you with opera.

Not kidding.

It was great. The Max enjoyed it too. Here he is toasting with Katya, one of the singers.

But wait. I promised you cute little boy(s), right? Can’t resist posting one more picture of The Max…

He’s just killing me with the cute.

I think he’s probably enjoying me being sick in a way. Today he got to watch two movies and then he got to eat two popsicles. In a row. And then another one after dinner.

Yeah, I’m that mom when I’m sick.

In other news, I think we’re (and when I say “we” I really mean “The Max”) making some good progress on the potty training front. In the last five days he’s only had one accident and that one wasn’t really his fault. So, YAY!

It’s the little things in life.

He was actually doing really great with it all before we moved, but moving really disrupted…well, everything. I know how the little man feels. So I’m really proud of him.

Potty training also makes for some really interesting conversations, but I’ll spare you those.

Trust me on this one.

Anyway, news on the new book…AKA the Sekrit Project (you know, I know it’s all Internet Cools and All but it kind of kills me a little bit inside whenever I misspell something on purpose…and yet I keep doing it. Hm.)

I’ve got 10 chapters done and also a full synopsis. I had to stop and step back and do one after all. Wasn’t planning on it, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. I’m really liking it. Kinda scary. I keep thinking it’s going to go wrong somewhere, but so far it isn’t (or, at least, I don’t think it is…). I’d taken a brief break to look at some other stuff (and the whole, you know, puking my guts up thing) and am anxious to get back to it. Have twiddled with the chapters that are already done too…something I usually try not to do until I’m all the way through a first draft. Yah, breaking the rules all over the place.

My soundtrack for this book includes Tom Waits, Chris Isaak, K. T. Tunstall, Norah Jones, Nina Simone, Ani DiFranco, Cowboy Junkies, Leonard Cohen, Paula Cole and Christina Aguilera. So far. I seem to be expanding it every day. There might be a really long playlist for this one. I welcome your suggestions (nothing fast paced, ethereal is good, plaintive is okay, heavy on the female side of things).

Oh, and I finally also finished writing up my Dear Teen Me letter. It’ll be going up later this month. Ulp.