According to my latest training, social networking will get my children kidnapped, my house burgled, my laptop stolen and make me an easier target for spies to work over. So there's something of a chilling effect, there.
And... not a whole lot to post about. It's rather obvious work would rather I not talk about work, even if it's UNCLASS. The kids are kids, doing pretty well. Spud's got some developmental delays and is in a county preschool to get some help with them. Boo has discovered stairs, may God have mercy on our souls. We're the parents of two under-5 children, so of course we're stressed out and burnt out and compulsively worrying about getting everything 'right' and/or whether we're doing enough/the right things to address the developmental delay. But there are definite improvements and good signs and life is actually not bad and they're ferociously adorable. But I'm not into daily blogging my frustrations with parenting, so we skip that. Possibly I should blog more about the adorableness, just to help me focus on it more.
I'm still treasurer for the local SCA group, but am not doing too many events (see: two under-5 children). I've started writing again - have been for about a year or so - but it's (gasp, horrors) fanfiction. I've learned some interesting things about writing to spec as a result; it's all very much informed by my experience as a performer and learning to read an audience and give them what they want. I haven't forgotten that I was kicking around the idea of writing a hack novel and may yet attempt it; now that I've managed to churn out two 30K-word novellas of fanfic, I've even got a better idea of what that entails, and confidence that I can do it.
Ba-dum-tish. That's about it.