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Bleh. Double bleh.

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Bleh.

Double bleh.

I don’t want to eat spaghetti for dinner, but that’s all there is. I’ve had Italian type food every day this week and I am sick of it. Grr.

Anyway, at least I know I’m getting a spiffy Feast gift from Nick. 🙂 He won’t tell me what it is, but he’s ordered it and it might even make it here before we leave for the feast.

In other news, I really think that I have killed my wrist this time. It hurts…more than any other time before…and only feels happy when ensconced in it’s big ol brace. *sigh*

Author:

Lisa Holcomb graduated from Texas A&M University in 1998 with a bachelor’s degree in English. She resides in East Texas with her husband, 3 boys, and 2 cats. She writes fantasy and science fiction for both young adult and adult audiences. She has written for numerous blogs, newsletters, and the occasional poetry magazine. She has spent the last couple decades blogging at various websites about growing up adopted and living and parenting with chronic illness, finally combining it all into one blog at http://lisaholcomb.net. Her first full length novel is nearing completion.