The Agony of Defeat

Sadly, Notre Dame lost in the final seconds of the game. It was a wrenching game, because the clock ran out on one of the plays, which gave us the win. Then the officials ruled that the ball had gone out of bounds and the clock needed to be reset at 7 seconds. The Trojans then won. Emotionally, that was a hard game to watch. But que sera. They played well.

I went back to my current story, which had been plodding along. I dreamed the other night that I needed to go back and add an extra chapter. Sure enough, once I inserted a new chapter, bam! Five pages. I knew there was something wrong. Love it when you not only fix the problem but gain extra pages in the process. Yay! I’m up to page 55 now.

In other news, my son *finally* got the courage to put on his Yoda mask. He had been absolutely terrified of the thing, but once he figured out how to see through the eye holes, he was thrilled to see himself. I’ll have to take a picture of him in his costume at some point soon. His sister kept giggling and trying to tackle him.

Tonight, in theory, my husband is taking me out to dinner to celebrate in advance of my birthday tomorrow. We’re going out to Japan Samarai, a Hibachi grill style restaurant. I love those. They make a big show of tossing the food in the air and providing entertainment while they cook. And the food is phenomenal. I love, love, LOVE it. The reason why I say “in theory” is because the babysitter we scheduled has not gotten back to me on the time of arrival. I *think* she’s coming, but she hasn’t called back yet to confirm. Hope she will. A date night when you have two small children is the Holy Grail.

Anyway, tomorrow is my birthday and I can say in all honesty that I only want one present: a book contract.