Okay, so I’d love to say that I finished my round of edits for Journey of St. Laurent and I’m ready to send out some copy to those who have said they’ll help me edit. I’d love it.
I’d love to say that I actually finished the draft of my Children’s novel.
But I can’t.
Things have been crazy in my life.
The biggest thing is that I’ve been fixing up my house / building a shed / installing a new retaining wall in preparation for selling our house. Well, I guess it paid off, because the house is now under contract.
As soon as that happened, it was frantic-search-for-a-new-place time. We’ve now made a verbal agreement with a nice couple, and we’ll sign some papers and pay some earnest money tomorrow evening. Yay!
Assuming all goes well, that means we’ll be in a new place by Christmas. So now there’s lots of boxing up and such to get done.
As to the Asia thing.
Several months back I was downtown in Salt Lake City waiting for my daughter to finish a choir practice in the Tabernacle at temple square, where her choir was soon to have a big performance. As I played on the grass with the baby (then about 8 or 9 months old), an Asian group tour came out of the Assembly Hall and saw him (my son) sitting there smiling. They went nuts over him. About 20 people gathered around and started snapping pictures.
And then few days ago we went to Yellowstone for a family reunion. As I came out of the restroom at Mammoth Hot Springs There was a group of 15 or so nice Asian folk gathered around something and taking pictures. As I stepped into the crowd, I saw my 3 year old sitting on a big rock, hamming it up and posing for all she’s worth. I turned to my left, and there was my 7 year old doing the same thing with a crowd around her as well. My wife was just standing off to the side, trying not to laugh.
So by now I’m certain that my kids have made it onto a dozen personal blogs that I wouldn’t know how to read.