Where have I been?

Nose Cast

The emergency room in May for breaking my nose on the tennis courts. Yes, I managed to do a full face plant running down a ball and then falling flat on the hard courts. This drama was rather quickly resolved when the Ear Nose and Throat specialist decided that she could just maneuver the bones back into place manually and that I did not require surgery. I did, however, require full anesthesia  I was prepped in hospital ward as if I were going to have open-heart surgery--the gown and bonnet and no-slip socks, and an IV. The "procedure" itself took about 10 minutes.  I will spare you the before and after pictures, but I did hang onto my nose cast souvenir a little too long for the family's taste.

The Vineyard Sound

In a perpetual state of jealousy about my son's summer job. Get this, my son is in an a Capella group called The Vineyard Sound which requires him to spend the entire summer on Martha's Vineyard in a big house with 9 guys, beaching by day and performing several times a week at night.  They have done weddings, parties and regular gigs in town churches...all FOR PAY. We have rented a house there next week from which I will be reporting.

Old-style proofreading marks; now everything is red-lined

"Mother's taking in a little sewing" I decided to look for some freelance proofreading jobs I could do from home in my spare time. I am actually a sort of proofreading geek. Nothing delights me more than a dog-eared manuscript that needs a fix-up. I did my niece's thesis on a pro bono basis just to keep from jones-ing for proofreading work while I was searching. I finally landed a job with a magazine and it delights me.  When I found pomegranate misspelled in a sub head in a proof, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

Reading Somehow I have managed to over commit myself by joining two book clubs, and the consequence is that I am way behind in my New Yorker reading. I have to read each issue in chronological order from front to back (no obsessiveness there) so I will be hauling 13 New Yorkers to Martha's Vineyard.

The college search  No news since spring. Oh well, there's always August.