The scarf is slowly getting longer.
I expected to spend more time on it this weekend, but it was set aside in favor of cleaning the house, visiting with friends, and reading. See, my friend, who passed away a couple of months ago, told me back in January that The Hunger Games was amazing and that I needed to read it NOW. I stalled, because, while she was sometimes right about books being awesome (The Parasol Protectorate comes to mind) there were also a lot of books that she suggested that I could just never get into. They simply weren't my thing. Plus The Hunger Games is such a popular series, and the last time I read a popular series like that was when I read Twilight - and that series was just so horrible that I wanted to throw it across the room - so you can understand why I was a little leery about The Hunger Games. However, I was beginning to run out of books about zombies to read (I've been on a real big zombie kick lately) so I finally broke down and bought The Hunger Games last week. I finished it on Friday, immediately bought Catching Fire the next day, finished that on Sunday, and then promptly started on Mockingjay on Monday.
I think it's safe to say that my friend was right again :)
On other fronts my writing is frustrating me this week. It's like taking one step forward and two steps back at times. I feel like I'm making progress, and then I go back and realize that the flow is awkward, or I forgot to mention something, and then I try to fix the flow, or mention that something, and it just makes the situation worse. Meanwhile, as I explained to Contessa, plot bunnies keep hopping around my head, and while I normally love the plot bunnies, it's annoying that they're choosing to multiply now when I don't have the time to really pay attention to them. Oh well.
We're now about two-ish weeks away from the wedding now and a week and a half away from my vacation starting. To be honest, I'm excited about the wedding, but I'm more excited about the honeymoon and finally visiting Ireland after years and years of wanting to go.
Oh and having almost a month off of work is pretty sweet too.