What would Buffy do?

“Watch out for the apocalypse!”

That’s what my daughter called out to me as she climbed on the school bus this morning. And as much as I was kind of weirded out by that, I still managed to reply, “If the apocalypse comes, beep me.”

Because culture is important.

The whole thing raises some concern about my parenting, I suppose. But we’ve come up with a fitness plan for Spring Break next week. I’ve been stalled out on Couch to 5k, waiting for running shoes to arrive (which are scheduled for delivery the day after tomorrow). Because starting such an endeavor without proper footwear was a Bad Idea. Anyway, our current plan is to do a ghetto version of Zombies, Run! in which she pretends to be a zombie and I run away. We practiced this a bit in the house this morning, with fairly good results, so I’m hoping this will translate into actual time on the track while she’s off school. We could both use it.

In other news, I’m supposed to be out walking right now and then on to the coffee shop to get some writing done. Pretty sure I’m stalling because Tim and Raine are supposed have words and I have no idea what those words are. So I’m using the excuse that my laptop needs a bit of charging before I head out for the morning.

In other other news, last night I finished reading the front end of Kait’s current WIP. It is absolutely full of win. You are going to love it.