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Saturday, November 14, 2015

Jennifer 2:48 PM

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Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Jennifer 10:22 PM

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Yesterday, the heating guys came and installed a wall furnace in the kitchen. It was a lot of money, but it will eliminate the issue I had with the unbalanced system last winter--since the kitchen will now have heat, I won't have that black hole of coldness in the entry room and throughout the rest of the house.

This is a good thing! And makes me feel much better about the impending winter.

The weatherpeople are calling for frost/freeze this weekend, so I'll be bringing in my plants, including the citrus, although they're not all going upstairs this year, I think. I have extra space in the library/office due to rearranging, so I'm planning to put one of them in that room. Even though it's unheated, it didn't get cold enough in there to kill my rosemary, so I assume the citrus will be OK in that room, too.

I've been off all week, and will be off until next Tuesday, so I've been busy getting stuff done around the house and relaxing, both of which are good things. :) I've also been working on Book 3 of the Abby Duncan series--which is going quite well so far.

I bought a small used freezer to replace the big freezer that died, and picked it up today. I'll be filling it up with the stuff I saved from the old freezer (it's all up at church at the moment.) It's not very big, but it will come in handy nonetheless. My fridge's freezer is jam packed with mostly blueberries and raspberries, so fitting anything in there has been quite tricky. I'm hoping with a smaller freezer, I'll not have the problem with losing stuff in the bottom, and never using stuff that I could have used. I threw out a lot from the big freezer, but most of what I tossed was years and years old.

It's my birthday today, too! And I'm 41 years old. I don't feel like I'm 41 years old. How time flies...

Jennifer 4:12 PM

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Saturday, October 03, 2015

It's too early to turn on the heat, however. Even though its 56F in my bedroom. 

Jennifer 8:02 PM

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Wednesday, September 23, 2015

I've been rearranging. I touched (and moved) every single thing in my living room. Goal: a cozy place to relax. 

This is the front half. So far, so good. 

Jennifer 7:05 PM

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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

The Uncrowned Queen,
sequel to By Any Other Name, is finished! 80,102 words, 75 days. 

I have ideas for the next book already, but there are others in the wings as well... 

Jennifer 5:23 PM

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Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Say you're a vampire. 

Your best friend dies in a car accident. You are with him. The drunk driver of the truck who hits you doesn't die. 

You're badly hurt. There's only one way you can heal yourself. Your friend is dead. His blood will not help you. 

Your best friend had a prophetic dream about the accident and his subsequent death. He did not tell you about the dream, or tell the rest of your friends. 

He contacted his sister, who has the peculiar talent to bring the dead back to life, and asked for her help, fully knowing that her talent would require a life for a life. 

Fully knowing that the driver of the truck would survive the initial accident. 

He had no way to track this person down to turn him from this path. To save his own life as well as the driver's life. He knows what his sister would have to do to bring him back to life. He asks her to come anyway. 

You are grieving. Hurting. Badly wounded. The driver manages to exit his smashed up vehicle and stagger onto the road. 

You know nothing of the sister's talent, only that your friend had asked her for help. 

You are a vampire. There's only one way for you to heal. 

You don't remember what happens, only that when you're next aware, the driver is dead. 

Later, you find out he would have died anyway to bring your friend back to life. Your friend's sister has no problems with this. 

You've never killed someone before. In your right mind, you would not have killed someone to save your own life. But you were not in your right mind. 

Your friend is now alive. The driver's body will never be found. No one will ever question you about this. Your friends do not damn you because of what you did. They do not turn away from you. No one thinks you are a monster--except, perhaps, for yourself. 

Can you live with what you've done?

Jennifer 7:53 PM

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Friday, July 24, 2015

So last Friday, I bought a new lawnmower. My Earthwise mower's battery died, and I decided that instead of buying a new battery, I'd try a new mower (more expensive, yes, but also 40 lbs lighter!) since the Earthwise had lasted me 6 1/2 years. I decided on the EGO mower, and Home Depot had the best price, so I picked one up last Friday.

Saturday morning, I mowed. Sunday was supposed to be Burlington. We packed up Dad's van, and I headed home to get things situated so that I could leave on time Sunday morning. I even went to bed on time, but couldn't get to sleep, because the Storm of Storms arrived, and when my neighbor posted on Facebook that she had three feet of water in her basement, I climbed out of bed to check my basement, even though my basement doesn't flood.

My house is up on a hill. It's not a steep hill, but it's a hill.

I opened my basement door, and there was six inches of water at the steps, which eventually rose to 14" of water at the steps--something that has never happened. The water rose chest-high in my garden; within 8 feet of my front porch, within 6 feet of the walk-down to the basement, which would have literally sunk me, and within 6 feet of my car.

It was the scariest, most surreal thing I've ever seen. Picture this: I head outside with my flashlight, it's almost midnight at that point, in my rubber boots and still in my pajamas, and I can't even get halfway down my driveway because the water's too high. I had to wait for it to recede before I finally made it to the road. And then, I discovered that my neighbor's house was completely flooded. She had a foot of water in her first floor.

Surreal. Crazy. Unbelievable. Those are the words we've been using all week, as everyone cleaned up and threw out. It's definitely something I hope never happens again.

Fortunately for me, since my insurance would not have covered anything (a fact which I've fixed now), I only lost a couple of bags of crap from my basement, a dead old electric lawnmower, and a carpet cleaner.

Jennifer 7:32 PM

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