What a day…

Today’s quite a day!  Well, today/tomorrow, really.  Today, England’s women’s cricket team won their second match in WWC13 (Women’s World Cup 2013 – Cricket), some good soccer matches on this afternoon, I was able to go shopping with Jenny (rare these days) and there’s the greatest sporting occasion of the year, from 10:30pm – Super Bowl XLVII!!  Even better, my Ravens are playing.  Got a few luxuries in ready for the big game.  During the game, we’ll tick over into Monday, and Jenny’s birthday!  Of course, with such long hours (the women’s cricket match started in the wee, small hours of this morning), I’ve been napping off and on, when I could squeeze it in between events.  Jenny’s taking a proper nap even as I write – she doesn’t want to miss the Super Bowl tonight, either.  We’ve talked about it and decided – the winner will be: Harbaugh!  LOLlol

Naturally, with all this going on, I’ve not done much in the way of writing or reading.  Jenny’s off work for the next week, too, so I might well be quieter than usual.

~ Steve


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About Steve

An author since the age of 13 years, writing again dominates my activities. My "Imagineer-ing" blog is my primary site. Also: Beginner knitter since November 2010. Favourite knitting techniques: cable and lace. Beginner cross stitcher. Beginner jewellery maker. With the promotion of self publication and all the other work that has been going on here, Dad decided around 2am this morning (22/11/2013) that it was time to begin his next adventure. He was seen off earlier the previous evening by myself, my brother, my sister in law, and my sister, as well as his wife (our mum), and an enigmatic being known only as A Lorraine. After this time of story telling, laughing, crying, joking and mickey taking, we saw how tired both mum and dad were, and we decided to leave them under the (sometimes) gentle care of The Lorraine. When Dad found the timetable for his travels, he let Mum know gently, which woke her from her drowsing, then, with the same gentleness he showed in this universe, he boarded his favourite mode of transport, the Interdimensional Steam Train, and set off with a smile and a wave. For those of us closest, that smile was a reminder that his pain has ended, and the wave, an indicator that he will pop in to all those that knew him, from time to time. Usually at the most inconvenient and in opportune moments he can. While we are sad that he is no longer here, we are happy he now has no pain, and is experiencing more extraordinary things that his writers mind will be frantically weaving into a new story. Posted by Son Damien

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