The Pizza is Calling

I'm in one of those phases where any food that is remotely exciting in the house goes directly into my mouth.  For instance, Annie's various bunnies graham crackers.  I wouldn't even buy them, except now I have a child who needs to eat.  That sounded weird.  What I meant was, pre-Romy, I just wouldn't buy food I shouldn't eat.  But now, Romy needs things to eat, and Annie's graham crackers are a pleasant snack.  Romy loves them.  I could shove a handful into my mouth at one time.  And don't get me started on the combo flavor pack they claim are "friends."  Friends of the snack devil!  Right now I am trying to not eat the leftover pizza in the fridge.  Can you hear it, too?

In writing news, I think I may have decided (can you feel the confidence in that statement) to postpone working on the GET WELL SOON sequel, at least for a week or so.  I have written thirty pages so far, but I feel like I am just forcing myself to write.  Instead, I am going to give myself a tiny bit of vacation.  Wish I could have done it in DC at ALA!  But I'll think of something cool to do.  So far Romy and I have tested out three new parks.  That's way cool.  Just as long as I don't eat all the Annie's before we get there.