I'm home again and exhausted. It was a wonderful trip to RWA (Romance Writers of America) National Conference and I don't even know where to begin telling you about it.
I know it's been weeks and weeks since I blogged. The next time I tried to boot up my computer, while the grandboys were here, it wouldn't boot. It locked up somewhere in the middle and would do absolutely nothing. So I had to leave the son and spouse in command and hustle the machine to The Big City to get it fixed. Meanwhile, I was in charge of taking down names for the Published Authors Special Interest Chapter (PASIC) of RWA for our Editor of the Year reception in Atlanta--and here I was, in the last week before our RSVP deadline with a dead computer and no way to tell the committee chairman what was going on. ACK!! Oh, and the little boys were still here.
We had a great time with them. Took them swimming. Hung around the house. Goofed off. That kind of thing. Then we went to DH's conference in north Plano and gave the boys back to their parents. And went shopping. The conference had golf scheduled in the 102 degree Dallas heat and DH didn't want to play, so we hit the stores. Nice T-shirts for $2.50--yep, I went wild. And finally found something to wear to the Harlequin party in Atlanta at this neat import store in the shopping area near the hotel. A deep blue belly-dancing scarf with silver sequins and trim on it. It adds bling to pretty much anything...
Then we came home and I pretty much went into hibernation. Okay, I re-read ALL of Laurell K. Hamilton's books during the week, besides doing things to get ready to go to Atlanta and send the son back to college--you know, getting him an appointment at the eye doctor for new contacts and going with him to pay for it, finishing revisions on the workshop I was presenting and printing the sucker out--that sort of thing. We still have to find him a small desk to take along...
And then it was time to pack and get ready to go. And I'll tell you more about the trip tomorrow. I need to go rotate laundry, and then I think I'll take a nap. I'm REALLY tired. Later...
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