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lydamorehouseAnd a happy one to you.
I had an absolutely FABULOUS New Year. My folks came through on their way back from "the Valley," the Texas retirement community my aunt Irma and her husband stay at all winter. My mother's birthday is on New Year's Day, so we celebrated with cake and presents on New Year's Eve. Since my folks are secular humanists/Unitarian Universalists, they don't really celebrate Christmas much now that I'm not at home and begging them for a tree, we exchange our presents on New Year's instead. My folks got me exactly what I wanted: more coffee on my card at Amore Cafe! Mason got a cool gear puzzle that he and grandpa instantly started playing, a manget puzzle game, and a Black Lagoon chapter book (alas, one we already have, but Mason is going to see if we can donate it to our local library.)
Our friends Dave and Rachel invited us to their house for an impromtu donut making/New Year's Day brunch, which was a blast. Mason, who was initailly worried about getting along with David's kids, ended up begging us to stay and stay and stay. We were the first to arrive and one of the last to leave. Mason spent almost the entire time engrossed in playing. We had a great time chatting with all of Dave and Rachel's friends, some of whom I'd never met before.
At one point during the donut/brunch phase, when Mason was downstairs with the grown ups, Mason leaned into me and asked, "Can males be mates?" I was very confused by this question, but he eventually explained that he wasn't sure how romantic pairings went, ie, could only two women be partners? I explained that the usual way was male and female, but that he could have a "mate" of whatever gender he preferred. He looked shyly over at Dave's teenage daughter and said, "Great. Then, I want her to be my mate." This caused no end of amusement, although later Mason asked me if he might have embarrassed himself. I told him that everyone thought he was quite sweet and he shouldn't worry about it.
I also had one of those moments that I've always dreamed of. Rachel was introducing me to a couple of her former students that had made a graphic novel anthology (check out![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blackhatcomic), and when she said my name, one of them actually gasped. As, in, "Ack! THE Lyda Morehouse." I nearly did a happy dance. This sort of thing never happens to me. I felt very FAMOUS.
Anyway, I have more fish news, but I need to also get to Kinko's and fax off the corrections to Tate's reader's proofs to Penguin USA. (I re-read the book -- ROMANCING THE DEAD -- as part of all this, of course, and I have to say it's not as bad as I remember it being while I was writing it.) Got to go. Mason is bothering me to get on the road.
I had an absolutely FABULOUS New Year. My folks came through on their way back from "the Valley," the Texas retirement community my aunt Irma and her husband stay at all winter. My mother's birthday is on New Year's Day, so we celebrated with cake and presents on New Year's Eve. Since my folks are secular humanists/Unitarian Universalists, they don't really celebrate Christmas much now that I'm not at home and begging them for a tree, we exchange our presents on New Year's instead. My folks got me exactly what I wanted: more coffee on my card at Amore Cafe! Mason got a cool gear puzzle that he and grandpa instantly started playing, a manget puzzle game, and a Black Lagoon chapter book (alas, one we already have, but Mason is going to see if we can donate it to our local library.)
Our friends Dave and Rachel invited us to their house for an impromtu donut making/New Year's Day brunch, which was a blast. Mason, who was initailly worried about getting along with David's kids, ended up begging us to stay and stay and stay. We were the first to arrive and one of the last to leave. Mason spent almost the entire time engrossed in playing. We had a great time chatting with all of Dave and Rachel's friends, some of whom I'd never met before.
At one point during the donut/brunch phase, when Mason was downstairs with the grown ups, Mason leaned into me and asked, "Can males be mates?" I was very confused by this question, but he eventually explained that he wasn't sure how romantic pairings went, ie, could only two women be partners? I explained that the usual way was male and female, but that he could have a "mate" of whatever gender he preferred. He looked shyly over at Dave's teenage daughter and said, "Great. Then, I want her to be my mate." This caused no end of amusement, although later Mason asked me if he might have embarrassed himself. I told him that everyone thought he was quite sweet and he shouldn't worry about it.
I also had one of those moments that I've always dreamed of. Rachel was introducing me to a couple of her former students that had made a graphic novel anthology (check out
blackhatcomic), and when she said my name, one of them actually gasped. As, in, "Ack! THE Lyda Morehouse." I nearly did a happy dance. This sort of thing never happens to me. I felt very FAMOUS. Anyway, I have more fish news, but I need to also get to Kinko's and fax off the corrections to Tate's reader's proofs to Penguin USA. (I re-read the book -- ROMANCING THE DEAD -- as part of all this, of course, and I have to say it's not as bad as I remember it being while I was writing it.) Got to go. Mason is bothering me to get on the road.
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Date: 2008-01-02 04:33 pm (UTC)In Australia.
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Date: 2008-01-02 05:42 pm (UTC)Mason sounds like he is growing up to be a great kid!
Bon Jour!
Katie F
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Date: 2008-01-03 03:54 am (UTC)Hey, I'm all for that!
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Date: 2008-01-02 06:46 pm (UTC)I tried to get nicole to post some of her fanart on the blackhat blog as a thank you, but she insists that it must not be rushed :)
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Date: 2008-01-03 12:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-03 03:56 am (UTC)