Lately, I have been trying to write down everything that inspires me, or little quotes that pop into my head to use in my book.
I have officially decided to write a book about a girl from Maryland and a boy from an area like Temperance Hall, meeting in college up north and her coming home to meet his giant Southern family on various occasions (christmas, thanksgiving, a funeral, a baby shower, and a big beach trip). It's going to be broken up by the years they're in school. The two (who are tentatively named Whitley & Cooper) meet in August of their Freshman year, break up once in their Sophomore year, get back together in their Junior year, engaged during Senior year and married afterwards.
There are all sorts of crazy things that happen while they're dating. Cooper has numerous girl cousins who all dislike any girl he dates and one girl best friend (Faith) who is a spitfire, but takes up for Whitley when necessary (which is often since Whitley was raised a snooty kind of polite and coldness where the T.Hall family was raised to be open, loud, and charming).
I had a dream about the best friend character a few nights ago and in the dream she was mad at Whitley for hurting Cooper. Faith said, "Don't think that just because I say "yes ma'am" and smile real sweet that I won't hurt you."
Faith's boyfriend is shy and is also good friends with Cooper (they all grew up together).
Whitley eventually learns a lot about family and loss from her time with Cooper's family and I am so excited to write about it.
I think the book will be finished one day and hopefully MY T.Hall family will like it and not take offense, nor will any of my friends who have characters in the book *cough* Hope *cough*.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Our baby girl is getting so ginormous. This is her new favorite sleeping position, a slight improvement over laying smack dab in the middle of Josh and me.
Her latest catastrophe involved two very small pairs of underwear.
On Thursday night as I was just drifting off into my dreamland (usually starring crazy, weird situations and colors that have yet to be invented), Josh flew out of the bed and started chasing a barking Sookie around our bedroom. All I could see of Sookie was a red blur with a tiny speck of turquoise that quickly disappeared. As I sat up in the bed to figure out what was going on I saw Josh plunging his fingers down Sookie's throat.
Apparently, Sookie had swallowed a pair of turquoise panties.
I quickly googled "dogs and underwear" (word to the wise: there are lots of filthy things involving those three words on the internet) and discovered that we should just wait to see if Sookie pooped them out and if she starting puking to visit the vets office.
Wellllll, I came home Friday after work to find Josh shoveling poop. He brought the shovel over to graciously show me the poop containing my underwear, but IT WASN'T THE TURQUOISE PAIR. It was entirely different pair of underwear that she must have swallowed another time. Which means we are STILL on poop watch.