I didn't get much done yesterday, other than revising my synopses based on last week's critique. The boy didn't go to work because my brother wasn't feeling good, and Cindi called early and said they were going to watch the game at Lucinda's, on her HDTV. I reminded myself NOT to be a hermit and so we went.

They wouldn't let me switch over to Supernatural even for a minute to see it on the big screen, but I forgave them.

Cindi brought her three kids, and a neighbor kid, whose parents actually got to GO to the game. He was only two, but almost as tall as her five year old! Then Lucinda's grandson, who is four, was there. That was a LOT of kids. But we ate kolaches and taquitos and chips and dip and drank beer and had fun.

I came home and finished reading Under the Wire and started Shadow Hawk.

Today I'm critiquing and entering the Cleveland Rocks contest (if Paypal stops the hating of me.) I'm working on a letter for the newsletter, too. I also need to start my vamp hunters if I want to send it to From the Heart.