Life is f...

Life is full of little surprises *g*Charlotte was making biscuits (half term and a break from clearing up the Pit). Turned her back for ten seconds, and one chicken breast out of 3 thawing out disappeared between small fangs. Growling sounds from underneath the hall sideboard gave him away - he's got a pathetic miaouw for a big lad, but growls like a lion. The good fight was fought, so tonight there will be 2 chicken breasts for 3 people, and 3 out of 4 cats will get the chewed one. Simba the Thief, much as I love him, is in the doghouse. Cathouse. Well, in trouble. Been looking at the HTML editor's 'table feature' today. Read the instructions twice. Decided to save that one for another day *g*. However, after being stuck in a corner for 3 days, I now have some highly-cooperative muses murmuring helpful suggestions about it being time they got to play.Hehehehe. Work (what's that?)going swimmingly. Enough to pay the bills, not too much to stop play. Chris, of course, is complaining. I'm ignoring him apart from telling him that HTML skills are a useful asset for the future. Of *course* that's why I did it *g*. Nothing to do with an urge to play with a new toy of my very own and stick my various stories in one place. Nononono.

Jen just m...

Jen just mailed you - sorry only just looked at LJ and sorry to contact this way but so sorry to hear your Mum had been ill. Give her a big hug from me and all the cats and tell her to come back and give them more TLC soon!Hectic day. Work is coming in thick and fast but not complaining. Still bouncy (and still v. short of sleep and WISH this bloody jet lag would go once and for all).Chris got himself a Russian client for consulting work - a startup here in Neuchâtel yet again. Hauled out a few bits of polite conversation then ran back to the office deciding I definitely need some practice. Lovely guy - very dramatic, Russian-type but highly amenable too. Note to self: do not put ginger into guacamole (made that last night before I realised what Jen was up to and God, I love that bit) instead of garlic *sigh*. Not a brilliant taste experience but the jars in the fridge look similar. Chris deemed it 'unusual'. The cats loved it. Uh-huh. New trend, maybe. *yawn* must go programme the video.

Geez I feel...

Geez I feel good considering I'm running on no sleep. But work is going WELL. Diet is going WELL. Pictures of SLC have mostly come out in focus despite two batteries succumbing to the sub-zero temperatures. And I'm sitting here with white wine feeling at peace with the world. Invoices done, ends have been met and Chris is being lovely (he *missed* me and *said so* - YAY!). Even been bouncing ideas around with Di for a Pros story, got an idea running around for some original fic, and have countless NP bunnies. Just have to write 'em, I suppose. Everything comes with time. No worries. I love writing and always have and always will. Tomorrow I hit the sound studios, where my dulcet tones will speak a story book (wot I wrote) about crappy, Hong-Kong-made pseudo-Swiss watches and that will be made into a (probably equally crappy) syrupy commericial for the Asian market. Wonder if they can understand Yorkshire accents? Hehehehe. Who cares, they're paying me stacks of $$$ for it :)I think I'm fading though. Must get some sleep some time *g* And food. Liquid supper is probably a bad idea. Flame letters. Got No. 3 and laughed. My ISP didn't and is being terribly Swiss and sweet and devastatingly efficient. Very interesting. I really can't get het up about cowards, though, so won't take it further unless somebody else gets on the receiving end of something similar, at which point I might. Or might not. Am zen. Could be the wine or the jet lag, but hey it's NICE.