It's the morning after the time change and I don't really care what week it is. Stupid people messing with the social constructs. Blerg.
Anyway, here's the week that was...
I didn't do any writing. I thought about it, but I did not do it. I got a box with copies of Wish Hits the Fan in it, though. So pretty. I need to do some kind of contest or something.
I didn't do too much reading last week. I got through another Cat Who mystery and then I started Silver James' new release, The Sound of Silence. I'm about 88% of the way through that. It's AWESOME. Naturally. I'll probably finish it up today and then write the reviews. I have a few books in the hopper for next week, but...
I signed up for Ancestry.com again. So, for the next month, I'll be swinging from the family trees. I already made some awesome discoveries. Like determining whether great-great grandpa Sam really did kill himself. (Yes... and no. He jumped out a window, broke a bunch of stuff, and then died of pneumonia in a hospital a couple weeks later.) And I finally figured out where 3x great grandma Minnie is buried. Yay. That one's been a burr in my side for a while now. I also discovered last night that Dad's one cousin who'd come to the family reunions my dad organized died last month. I remember him. He was nice.
The weather has gotten warmer again. It's freakin' November for petesakes.
Okay, I think that's it for me this week. I hope all y'all had a nice week and have an awesome week to come. =o)