Different Things

1. I made pot roast for dinner tonight, and added pickling spices and malt vinegar to the onion beef broth in the slow-cooker this morning. I think if I could get away with slow-cooking it in JUST vinegar, I would. But Neil may have something to say about that.

2. Today, Neil and I have been together for 22 months. I remember the day I met him like it was yesterday. Two days after we met in person, I suspected I was in love with him. A month later, we confirmed it vocally, and a month after that, he brought up a possible upcoming ring purchase.

3. I just discovered DailyLit, a site that delivers full texts to your inbox in installments (those in the public domain, anyway). I signed up for Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, among others. I'm not expecting Anne of Green Gables here, but I do know I'm a sucker for classic children's literature, especially with sassy girl heroines. And, unlike the book club sponsored by DBRL, it doesn't give you just a sample...I have too many books on my 'to-read' list to buy/check out any new ones, for goodness' sake. This way I'll actually get books read instead of just getting a teaser.

4. I've been working on finishing Midnight Sun--the half that was leaked--for a few days. I don't like reading for a long period on the computer, but for hour-intervals, I settled in the recliner with the soft ivory blanket and a couch pillow for the laptop to rest in, to make it seem more like a book. And I have to say...the magic was back. It felt like the first time I read Twilight...even better, at times, because Edward's love was so intense so quickly. As I read, I kept thinking "Okay, Meyer, I know this is going to end before I want it to, but please let's have the meadow scene in here. Please...? You can bitch and moan all you want about how someone broke your trust and leaked it and now you'll never write again because you're so mad you'd kill everyone off, and I won't complain (I could do without hearing about how many pieces they tore James into, anyway), but Do The Meadow Scene."

I think she was listening to me, and I think she hates me personally. Maybe because I didn't like Eclipse or Breaking Dawn...maybe because she knows I think she's a big crybaby...maybe because she knows that I see her egregious spelling errors and realize that she may have a way with formulating sentences, but not such a way with the actual words (lightening, Steph? LIGHTENING?!!! This is what one does to their hair with Sun-In during their spring break trip to the beach. This is not what comes from the sky during storms).

Whatever the reason, I am convinced she heard me. And thought "I'm not only going to not include the meadow scene...I'm going to write until just the night before they leave, so she might think there's a chance of it being included. Then she'll realize, with 30 pages to go, considering my wordiness and my propensity to write a paragraph when a sentence would do, that we still have a whole night and day to go in Forks before that Saturday, and the meadow scene will never fit. That's the ticket!"

Long story short (see what I did there? I pulled a Meyer! I made what could have been a very short story, LONG! I am genius!), there's no f&*%ing meadow scene.

5. The new "90210"...isn't good. I've only seen the pilot, and have the other two waiting on the DVR...and there's a reason I'm not devouring them like "The Hills" recordings are. What's with that sugary sweet lead girl? She's too goody-goody, like Liz Wakefield or Mary Anne Spier.

6. I got all the invites out. Finally. I know you don't want to hear about it. But I did! Now there's only five hundred and SIX things to do before the big day! I wish I'd taken photos of the process, or made sure I had enough materials to make one for us...but I didn't do either. I'm sure I'll regret it someday, but right now I don't give a hooey.

7. I'm seeing my darlingest Sarah I. tomorrow in J.C. after my -*gulp*- interview. I'm trying to think of how much I'm looking forward to gabbing with her all evening rather than the hours-long interview before it. It'll be a bummer if it doesn't work out, but don't worry, I'm sure I'll complain either way. My suit, which was ill-fitting for a couple of years, is back to fastening around me, but it feels a tad snug, so I'm hoping it still makes me look like someone they want cataloging their stuff.

8. I wore my glasses all day today. Like a real librarian! I don't know if I can pull off the 'bun/glasses/sexy underneath' librarian thing--in fact, I know I can't--but my contacts were bugging me this morning, so there you go.

9. It'll be a long, tedious day tomorrow, so I'm going to bed before even eleven o' clock. I *know*!