Whopping Weasel Wednesday!

I'm still trying to get back into the swing of things since finishing the revisions to Virgin and everything else that's gone on around here. I did more writing upstairs at my sister's house than I can do at home--mainly because I didn't have internet and emails to distract me there!

I'm writing this on Monday afternoon after changing the sheets on my bed and cleaning out the mug cabinet in the kitchen. You know how you buy a new mug wherever you go and someone always gives you a few at Christmas? Well, they add up. Mikey and I filled four big grocery bags full of mugs, cups, and old plates that we never use anymore. I need to make a run to the Goodwill store to drop this stuff off.

Maybe this guy would give me a hand. Of course, I'd never be able to recognize his face from this picture. . .