On Sunday, I listened to the tape I made Saturday on my new digital voice recorder. It sounded so funny. Especially to Mitchell. He was really freaked out. He looked at me and my mouth wasn't moving, then he looked at the recorder and my voice was coming out. He looked back and me, then he just took off. It was about an hour before he'd come back in the room with me. But of course, he got over it and flopped down right in the middle of my MS.
Now I'm to the dreaded grammar and punctuation review. I've put it off as long as I can. Luckily I have my Grammar Girl handy and I can usually find a good answer there. This is going to be a long haul, so wish me luck.