I did manage to get my 3000 words done for the day, however, when Alicia decided---for some inexplicable reason---to clean her room. If all goes well, the next Frost chapter should be up tomorrow.
Still in a cranky as hell mood, though. Took a few risks with dinner and it turned into a disaster, which meant running across the street to Boston Market if we wanted to eat. And then my son seems determined to get on my last nerve. So Craig and I are watching Kill Bill 2 tonight, and I'm going to try and shake this ill humor, and I'll get around to responding to all my e-mails and comments in the morning when I'm in a friendlier mood.
In this sad day in our history, though, I just want to give a silent prayer for everyone who was affected. I am in no place to offer more than that, but it's my sincerest wish that you and your loved ones are safe and treasured today.