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Oct. 9th, 2007
01:42 am - I'm back. (What's left of me.)
So, I got married. And then I went to Vegas. (With a pause in there to teach two more days of class; I couldn't just cancel a whole week.) Now I'm home.
Very, very glad to be home.
I'm trying to recover enough brain to deal with the backlog of e-mail that has built up over the last month or more. Most of the truly crucial stuff has been dealt with as it happened -- I hope -- but there's a lot of non-crucial stuff owing. If any of that stuff involves you, Dear Readers, then please bear with me as I try to wade through it. Cerberus (my collection of three e-mail accounts) has grown a fine new set of teeth on all of its heads; dealing with those will take a little while.
In the meantime, I'm enjoying my return from the land of Flashing! Lights! and Brightly! Colored! Things! and did we mention the Obnoxious! Noises! The shows we saw (Penn & Teller, and Cirque du Soleil's Kà and Mystere) were fabulous, but right about now, I'm taking deep pleasure in reading unmoving black text on a white page. And even writing a bit of my own; one of the flash vignettes that will make up the story "How They Fall" (if that ends up being its title) got scribbled down during my office hours today. I have hope this signals the return of my brain. It's been missing for several weeks now; I'd love to see it again.
Oct. 1st, 2007
11:18 am
Am hitched.
More later.
Sep. 27th, 2007
03:21 pm - radio silence starts
Not like I haven't been under a pretty thorough radio silence lately anyway, just with being insanely busy. But in half an hour I'm going to be kidnapped for the start of my bachelorette party, and then there are rehearsals and dinners and the whole gettin' hitched thing.
When you hear from me again, I will be married.
(Assuming all goes according to plan.)
Sep. 16th, 2007
10:09 am - SF Novelists blogging
I forgot to mention it last month (bad Swan, bad), but I'm one of the contributors to the SF Novelists group blog. The sixteenth of the month is my day to post, so today, it's a ramble on respecting history -- that is, writing historical fiction while being respectful to the real people of the time.
In other news, I'm sick. Better now, thirteen days before the wedding, than some time next week, right? Right?
Jul. 22nd, 2007
02:20 pm - Thank you!
I'll go crazy posting "Thank you!" responses to everybody who congratulated me on the ring, so I'll do the lame thing and say "thank you!" here instead. I am very pleased by my new sparkly, and am glad other people like it, too.
Now we just have the rest of the wedding to plan, ne?
Jul. 21st, 2007
12:04 am - proof!
This post will get buried in the deluge of Pottermania tomorrow, but I'll never hear the end of it if I don't put it up soon.
Folks, I'm getting married.
That's been true for a year and five months now, but at last, two months before the wedding, I have the traditional proof. Ain't it pretty? ^_^
The central stone is courtesy of Apollo Diamond, a company run by family friends of ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
kniedzw, my soon-to-be better half. Djimon Hounsou's son was not harmed in the making of this engagement ring.
Feb. 12th, 2007
02:47 pm - feeling accomplished
Spent the weekend up in Indy. Four stores and obscene quantities of silk, satin, taffeta, tulle, crystal, and lace later, ladies and gentlemen, I think I've found my wedding dress.
If I weren't so proud of myself for having put together this icon, I might be tempted to use the detail photo my mother took of the embroidery as my wedding icon.
We've also scoped out hotels to put the guests up in, looked askance at the horrible selection of bridesmaids' dresses, and started thinking about florists. We are, it seems, in business.
Jan. 29th, 2007
02:51 pm - Stupid Psychological Trick #449
Maybe if I have a wedding icon, I'll be more likely to stay on top of this whole "wedding planning" thing.
At least I managed to make myself an icon that is topical without leaving me in a mood to stab my eyes out with a sugar-coated fork. I rather suspect that, were I to have hired a wedding consultant, she would have despaired over my intolerance for all the cutesy baggage. And hey! It even has text! I generally don't (can't) do icon text without it coming out looking like crap.