2017 is a welcome change. 2016 wasn’t bad, but we always hope for better, right? I stayed home and started watching a new series on Amazon Video. I’ll leave the drinking, frolicking and subsequent puking to the young whippersnappers – as long as they stay off my lawn.
My car still has a crumpled back panel. A man came out to take pictures of the damage on Friday. They sent me an app to do it myself and I’m not above taking pictures of the damage for the insurance, but after I watched the five minute “how to” video, I’m like, why do I have to do this? Their client hit my car. So, I made a call and they had someone come out. I hope to hear back from the adjuster.
I have to say the damage wasn’t as bad as it sounded like it would be when the truck hit me. I think that says something about American Manufacturing. I expected the whole side to be smashed to hell, but it wasn’t.
This time last year we were driving the family to Orlando for a week of fun at Disney World and Universal Studios. Yep, four hungover kids plus a friend. We drove two cars because we all can’t fit into one. It was our first trip to Universal. It was fun, but they really need to take a page from Disney with regards to crowd control. Hogwarts and Diagon Alley were PACKED!
Here are some pics:
It was sooo much fun. I love Florida! In fact, one of my “bucket list” items is spending a week at the Animal Kingdom Resort at Disney World. I don’t have much use for princesses, but I love me some Animal Kingdom as well as all the other characters!
While there’ll be no week long vacay in Florida this year, we’ve planned something better for June. The vacations with all the kids are probably coming to an end, but they all glommed on this year. I hope they continue.
I’ll readily admit I love the New Year and all the resolutions. Although this year will see another kid leave our cozy next as she’ll be moving to Raleigh in two days. Two freakin’ days! It’s only two hours away, but I’ll sure miss her dropping by at random times. I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry . . . but I will be driving to Raleigh next weekend to see her place. Just for the day of course. My last name’s not Chrisley and I’ve never been called a helicopter parent.
Hell, half the time I never know where my eighteen-year-old is and he’s the one that still lives at home. But he has a part-time job and attends community college with decent grades, so I don’t hold the strings to tightly. But, his Ford F150 still has my name on the title if he gets too out of hand.
This week it’s back to the new book. I think I’ll outline this one instead of being a panser. There’s lots of arcs in this one and I’ll have to plot. I’ll also be sending out more agent queries. There has to be an agent out there somewhere. But if there isn’t, I won’t be discouraged. Positive thoughts leads to positive actions which leads to happiness. I won’t let the “Publishing Man” get me down.
Whelp, that’s it for today. Again, Happy New Year!!!!