Sunday, May 29, 2005
Sickies and such
...so again with the sickies. The heir and spare #2 both got sick this morning, which so didn't go over well when they had to stay home from a pool party for the Memorial day weekend - geez the tears!

Now if I can keep spare #3 away and puke free - spare #2 got it first, unfortunately the last day of school. I say unfortunately because the child has perfect attendance (has only missed one day in 4 years) and still has that record! It is unfortunate though for whomever may have come in contact with him at school. Am I a bad mother for indulging her son's need to have perfect attendance on the last day of school (his idea, so not mine!)??? I sure hope not. But the mother of the next kiddo to get it might not agree - so sorry!

OH...AND...Wait 'til he (heir) finds out he is also going to miss out on seeing Star Wars III again - and at the Imax theater - as his friend's father wants to be as far away from puke as possible! Tears for swimming will not compare to the tidal wave that will flow on the morrow when he asks, "When are they picking me up for the movie?"
Sunday, May 15, 2005
HOLY COW!!!
Okay, so I am guilty of not paying attention to my youngest son today. I was working on the computer and he yapped and yapped and yapped so after a bit (shamefully, maybe only five minutes) I tuned him out so I could finish my work.

About ten minutes later, he came over and apologized. I got "Star Wars" and "Dog" but wasn't paying attention again - my bad! He started to get his just-before-the-crying-jag pouty face and I turned away from the computer and looked at him. "What was that, honey?"

"I sorry," said the teary-eyed little man.

"For?"

"Star Wars in her."

"WHAT?"

Said child was apologizing for poking the puppy in the butt with a Star Wars toy. I fought between laughter and fear as I calmly asked what toy he poked the dog with (and wonder how I was going to explain a miniature light saber up my poor dog's butt to the vet).

He runs into the other room and brings back one of the ships - the 16 inch ship with a long pointy tip. I cringed, said a mental apology to the dog then ran to the sink to douse the ship and child's hands with Ivory soap. SHEESH!!!

Moral: (why so many lately???) when the child is yapping pay attention or the dog will be yapping!
Did I ever mention…
…that I am a whiner??? But hey……My mama always said, "the squeaky wheel gets the grease." Okay she didn’t really, but it sounded good didn’t it??

I had a boss – I think I was 18 or 19 – tell me one day, “You are such a whiner.” I sat in a contemplative haze most of the day as I stuffed fat feet into too-small shoes. {What is it with women that make them refuse to acknowledge their true shoe size???} Later that night, when I got home, I called up my then beau (now hubby extraordinaire) on the phone and complained about that uptight wench (edited for my mother’s mollification – but you can figure out what word I would have used!). And whined, “Why does she have to pick on me?”

I don’t know – that’s kinda my thing. The hubby is sarcastic – I whine.

But I am truly trying to mend my nasally ways as eventually others too, say stop your whining. The hubby is famous for saying, “Don’t whine if you’re not going to do something about it.”

So… moral to the story – you are permitted to whine as long as you are actively trying to correct whatever it is you’re whining about – so there! :-)
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Sickies and such
S’Okay the brown-headed boy and I are sick. Sheesh! We got it from the Heir apparent. And who knows where he got it from…

BUT… I have had so much creativity going the last day and a half. What’s up with that? My ideas as just rolling like crazy! And some of the scenes are crystallizing!

A while back, I wrote one of my best scenes (okay I admit…it was a sex scene) while I had a 101 temperature. For some reason creativity seems to flow when I am at my must vulnerable physically. (Did I mention the young one stayed awake until well after midnight last night, so not only am I sick, but I am exhausted to boot!)

And my eye is acting up worse than ever. The doctor (Yes, I went to the doctor) could find absolutely nothing wrong with it. He said it was healthy with no apparent cause to the blurriness that I have been experiencing for months. I am now scheduled with a specialist on 5/20 – he is that busy that I have to wait that long to see him. (pardon the pun!)

But I shall press on – I mean, if a friend of mine can be in a car accident and break her elbow and ribs (she’s fine now – thanks for asking) and continue to write stellar material, surely I can sure write through a cold and blurred vision! I have written several pages on two different books. One is a regency and one a contemporary so it is easy to keep them separated!
Vanity
I was watching TV (shocker I know) and saw women going through ridiculous procedures in the name of beauty – but I call it vanity. Why cut your face open to make you more appealing to anyone, I wondered… so extreme.

Then I wondered at my own vanity. I have my hair a certain way (as long as hair dye exists I shall not be gray!), clothes a certain way, etc. I am a little on the chubby side (Mother no comments please…) so obviously I don’t bow down to all constraints of societal vanity, but I would hope in the future as I age, that I won’t feel compelled to surgically alter my face. With freckles, however, I don’t know what could be done – connect dot A with dot B and so on – uh, no I don’t think so.

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder and your beholder makes you feel the need for the knife, find another beholder because you will find someone who loves you just the way you are! Thanks Honey!
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Or...maybe this one - this is my fave!
Okay...fine - how's this pic for you, CS???
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
On Track
I finally took a step to get my writing back on track. I joined a Write-a-book-in-a-month-club. Though it is actually the months of May through November. You have to write three pages a day and post it to the yahoogroup-website and you will stay in the group. If you miss a day, you get knocked off and have to face the shame of not being about to put out a mere three daily pages.

So yesterday - I wrote three pages. Woohoo!!! That's three more than the day before and the day before that and so on and so on....... The beauty - it doesn't have to be perfect and you're not allowed to edit, it is just to write and get those pages down. (You can't edit nothing!)

So now, I have the personal incentive I've been lacking. So I will get a little push from outside sources! Whatever it takes to get the pages out...

Again - yeah me!