Wednesday Wonderings

It’s been a busy week! Between getting ready for my school’s Open House and trying to finish my AA’s by this morning, my time has been completely sucked away. AA’s, for those of you unfamiliar with the term, are Author Alterations. My publisher sends a printed copy of my manuscript, and I have to do a final proofread for typos, misspellings, or other word issues. (It’s a little different from galleys or line edits, since the changes are already typed in.) I’m not allowed to do any story revisions, per se, at this point.

My books are copyedited out of London, which is always an adventure for me since I’m not always familiar with British spellings. Thank goodness for dictionary.com because I’m constantly looking at spellings and thinking, “Do they really spell it that way?” For example, the word jewelry is spelled jewellery. The “our” combinations like colour and honour don’t bother me because I’m used to them. I’ll never forget the first time I saw maneuver spelled as manouevre. I just about passed out.

Anyway, I sent those off last night and celebrated by watching a movie with my husband. It was very much a guy film, the movie “300,” but seeing really strong, buff men fighting was good eye candy. I could imagine getting a few romance heroes out of those men, even if it was quite gory.

Today I was *supposed* to get my gestational diabetes test done. My OB’s office said that as long as I had fasted an hour beforehand, it would be fine. This is the first time I’ve ever had it done in the hospital because apparently they’ve changed all the guidelines. I didn’t realize that A) you have to have an appointment and B) you can’t have it done unless you’ve fasted for eight hours. Darn that cup of coffee I had this morning! When I called the lab, they told me that it would mess up the results. So, I’ll get that done Friday instead. I’ve heard horror stories about the glucose drink and I am NOT looking forward to it. Ick.

Mel tagged me with a me-me, but I think I’ll share something else instead. Hers was a middle-name me-me where you describe characteristics of yourself by using your middle name. Instead, I’ll share with you the fact that Michelle is my middle name. My real first name is actually Mary. I’ve never been called Mary by anyone, but it used to drive me nuts when people who didn’t know me would call me by that name. I swore I’d never name any of my children in that way because I remember how frustrating that was.

What about you? What’s your middle name?