What One Girl Knows

Much of the same. Completed a short story and fifty-one poems, am submitting to three journals per week. Soon the rejections will come. Jason's already been rejected from three magazines, but he still has twenty-two submissions out (and counting). My mom came to visit us in Pittsburgh last weekend, which was nice -- she was strangely mellow, not at all upset when we didn't leave to sightsee at the crack of the dawn. We went to the Dusquesne Incline and, oddly enough, to Steak 'n Shake. She brought her chocolate lab, Smoky, and kitten Lexie with her, which made it quite a full house, but also rather nice. Piper really liked the dog company, though Ella was pissed off about having to compete with another kitten.

We're in Dunkirk tonight, until Friday night. We brought Ella and Piper, but left Rue at home for Nina to cat-sit. Jason's mother isn't doing so well. She's going to have blood tests done tomorrow morning -- she's fatigued and has a pinched nerve in her back. So we'll try to help out as much as we can.