April, Come She Will

"Spring is here
The grass is riz
I wonder where
The posies is?"

Well, the purple crocuses (crocii?) are blooming in my yard. YAY! Another version of this ditty wonders "where the birdies is" . . . and I saw three robins on my fence and in my maple tree the other day. Geese dot the gray sky, honking their way through Central New York.

I finished the revisions on my book (a rewrite, really), printed it off, along with several versions of a synopsis, and mailed it to my agent on Monday. This is the first werewolf book, affectionately called WWI. Now I've unearthed the second book in the series -- WWII -- which was being rewritten when my agent and I decided to redo WWI. I'm looking forward to digging into that. I love this story about a gentle, very non-alpha werewolf and his frothy lady-love.

On the family front: X-Chromo's Science Fair project garnered an Honorable Mention in the 8th grade. She was awarded a blue ribbon for it by the "Stumpies" from the local forestry school. TV Stevie & I had fun going to the Science Fair Awards & Ice Cream Social, then dashing to the high school for Y-Chromo's performance in Tri-M (National Music Honor Society) Open Mic Night. Last night was the community dinner and spring play at X-Chromo's middle school, where TV Stevie is PTO Prez, and I'm on countless committees. We actually won a basket in the PTO raffle -- a basket of chocolate! It happened to be donated by X-Chromo's team of teachers, which makes it a doubly nice win. On Friday and Saturday, I have to drive Y-Chromo to the 'burbs for the All-County Jazz Festival. He's singing, which is surprising, as he's been a jazz saxophonist for years. Still, it's pretty cool that he's one of twelve males chosen from the entire county to sing in the festival.

As much as I dislike all the running around, it could be worse: I could have more children or I could have children who require lawyers and probation officers instead of sax lessons and tri-fold display boards.