I told you I'd be out of touch for awhile. But I've just sent off the second of three articles I aimed to get done by today; the third I can finish tomorrow. The third is "on spec" anyway - that means the magazine has asked to see my revisions, but they haven't guaranteed they'll buy the finished project. Hate that! But it's a magazine I've long wanted to get into, not for the money, which wouldn't be great, but for the prestige. So we'll see. The first two stories are already sold, so of course they had my attention first.
We went to the Marine Corps Ball last night. I went to my first ball back in 1999, in Moscow. They have a traditional opening ceremony - my favorite part is when they present a slice of cake to the oldest marine present and then to the youngest. The oldest - you'll see her here - was born in 1922. The youngest was born the year I graduated from high school. The gentleman standing with them is the current U.S. Ambassador to China.
And there we are - such a cute couple, aren't we?
We were out until 1 a.m., and I still got up at 3 a.m. to feed Ainsley. So I'm exhausted. Good night; more from me later.