I need to stay focused on writing the WiP, but I wanted to take a few moments to update the blog a bit.
Tonight I head down to LaCrosse again. My father has been FINALLY been dubbed infection free, so, with any luck, they will be scheduling his hip replacement surgery. Regardless, I will be down on Wedendsday to help my mom get furniture moved around in anticipation of the long awaited home coming. Hooray!
While I'm NOT looking forward to the shuttle bus ride down (see previous blog regarding this experience,) I can't wait for the train ride home. I really love taking the train, and last time, thanks to the fact that there's no WiFi on the train, I got a LOT of writing done. Watch: this time I'll fall asleep or something and not get a single word down.
I'm currently hanging out at a new downtown coffee shop called Claddaugh. It's LOVELY. If you are on 7th Avenue (near the Day By Day Cafe,) you should totally check it out. They make an awesome meil, which they call a Black and Tan -- which, if you know me, you understand that I have some trouble ordering by name because of their history in Ireland. I also have to resist singing "Come out ye, Black and Tans" under my breath. But, the coffee is AWESOME as is the decor. You should see this place! Exposed brick, chadeliers, hard wood floors! And, you know, I'll take Irish in whatever form it comes.
I need to pack up soon, alas, because I told Shawn I'd give her a ride to a meeting. Of course, it's absolutely gorgeous out now, but it was raining when I agreed to this. :-)
In other news, I continue to enjoy my WiP, which probably spells its utter doom. Thanks to advice given by my mom one of the last times I was down in LaCrosse, I'm writing like I'm 15 again. That is to say, I'm just letting whatever cool idea occurs to me find a place in the book. Why not, eh?
I'm also recoverding VERY SLOWLY from a nasty cold -- mostly chest congestion, which has been particularly brutal because of my asthma. Normally, I don't suffer unless I excercise, but the congestion has caused me to rely on my inhaler much more than I normally would. I did kuk sool wan last night, and, weirdly, I think that actually cleared me up for a bit. However, this morning I woke up nearly choking on all the phlegm. Gross! I can't wait for this to pass.
Hope you all are well. If I get a chance, I'll write from LaCrosse.
Tonight I head down to LaCrosse again. My father has been FINALLY been dubbed infection free, so, with any luck, they will be scheduling his hip replacement surgery. Regardless, I will be down on Wedendsday to help my mom get furniture moved around in anticipation of the long awaited home coming. Hooray!
While I'm NOT looking forward to the shuttle bus ride down (see previous blog regarding this experience,) I can't wait for the train ride home. I really love taking the train, and last time, thanks to the fact that there's no WiFi on the train, I got a LOT of writing done. Watch: this time I'll fall asleep or something and not get a single word down.
I'm currently hanging out at a new downtown coffee shop called Claddaugh. It's LOVELY. If you are on 7th Avenue (near the Day By Day Cafe,) you should totally check it out. They make an awesome meil, which they call a Black and Tan -- which, if you know me, you understand that I have some trouble ordering by name because of their history in Ireland. I also have to resist singing "Come out ye, Black and Tans" under my breath. But, the coffee is AWESOME as is the decor. You should see this place! Exposed brick, chadeliers, hard wood floors! And, you know, I'll take Irish in whatever form it comes.
I need to pack up soon, alas, because I told Shawn I'd give her a ride to a meeting. Of course, it's absolutely gorgeous out now, but it was raining when I agreed to this. :-)
In other news, I continue to enjoy my WiP, which probably spells its utter doom. Thanks to advice given by my mom one of the last times I was down in LaCrosse, I'm writing like I'm 15 again. That is to say, I'm just letting whatever cool idea occurs to me find a place in the book. Why not, eh?
I'm also recoverding VERY SLOWLY from a nasty cold -- mostly chest congestion, which has been particularly brutal because of my asthma. Normally, I don't suffer unless I excercise, but the congestion has caused me to rely on my inhaler much more than I normally would. I did kuk sool wan last night, and, weirdly, I think that actually cleared me up for a bit. However, this morning I woke up nearly choking on all the phlegm. Gross! I can't wait for this to pass.
Hope you all are well. If I get a chance, I'll write from LaCrosse.