TGIF!

Thank God. It's been a long and busy week here. Actually, the weekend is going to be even busier. Both of our girls have their dance recital tomorrow. Baptism party in the city on Sunday. Busy, busy.. can't wait for school to get out so we can just relax a bit. Wait, WTF am I saying - that means the kids will be home full-time...yikes.

The WIP is moving right along. It's such a struggle to not edit as I go along. My goal is to type through to the end, type "THE END" and then edit. I'm battling with myself. My goal is 2,000 words this weekend.

I'm reading about the "controversy" in Philly with Geno's cheesesteak place requesting that customers order in English. My reaction is: "So?" The owner of the joint's parents came over from Italy and learned the language - if a person living in South Philly can't say "cheesesteak" in English, he should learn to do so. In fact, it should be one of their first words - they're that delicious! Stores shouldn't have to learn Spanish or any other language in order to serve their customers in the U.S. Period. Assimilate, people, assimilate. OK, political rant over.


Thought For The Day:

Of course I don't look busy - I did it right the first time!

Our Little Secret

I've got to bitch and moan about something that has to stay in cyberspace. My husband is being laid off as of 6/30. Not good news, of course, especially since I don't work outside the home - for a paycheck, that is. He is very close to accepting a job, which is the good news. The bad news is that he doesn't want to do this job. It's not a good fit for him, but it does have the potential to be good financially. I feel bad. Really bad that in order to support our family he has to do something that probably doesn't suit him. I'm not talking "it's not much fun" ... it's in sales, and he's so *not* a salesguy. He's so damned smart and is rather high up on the management and salary rung, which makes finding another position tough.

I don't want to stress him out by bitching to him that I'm worried. I'm trying to suppress the angst I feel inside 'cause he just doesn't need to hear it now. I'm being as supportive as possible. But it's killing me. Sheesh. This sales job pays 1/3 of what he makes now in base pay, then more than covers his current salary in bonuses throughout the year. But he wouldn't get his first bonus for four months... which leaves us in a bit of a bind. I think we can make do, but it'll be tight. He's more of a "glass is half empty" kind of person, so he's really worried. I go back and forth - gee can you tell?

I'm hoping that it all turns out for the best and that he loves his new job and makes oodles of money and everything is dandy. I just had to unload on someone - being the positive one all the time is a drain.

Sigh....

Not much to say today beyond the thought for the day. It's rainy here. Crappy rainy day - again. We haven't had much sun here for awhile. Loads of stuff to do today. Not much time for my writing ... again. I got over 1,000 words last night - will try for the same tonight.

I definitely will make time for my writing exercise, though - another flash 500 from the Crabby Cows. I'm thinking dark, murderous thoughts for this one to see where it goes. I'm much too sunshine and light in my writing to suit one bovine's tastes. :)




Thought For The Day:

If we are what we eat, I'm fast, cheap and easy.

Tuesday ramblings...boring!

So.... it's not Lyme's Disease. Thank God. It was only a spider bite. She does have an infection, though, of which I had no clue. Her tonsils and ears are red and inflamed and she has swollen glands. She's running around and eating, so I had no clue. LOL Her dance recital is Saturday, so I'm glad we caught this.

Today's humdrum schedule is laundry. Piles of it. Jabba the Hut sized piles. Ick. And writing in between loads. I'm at a good jumping off point for my second Freya's Bower work and would love 2 or 3 hours alone to get some words on the page. Maybe later tonight after swim practice.

Today's Thought for the Day:

Don't worry. It'll only seem kinky the first time.

Damn ticks...

I'm off to bring my 5 year old to the doc's. She's got a suspicious rash. Looks damned near like a bullseye. Shit, shit, double shit. I just had to let out some of my tension here. I've been trying to tell myself it's nothing to be worried about, but I saw a doctor-friend over the weekend, who said she would get her in on Monday to be looked at. Ticks are prevalent here in NJ, and I'm worried. I'm hoping if it is Lymes Disease, all she needs is some antibiotics. But I've got that bad pit in the middle of my stomach feeling. All she wants to know is whether she's going to need to get a needle. Fuck. I hope they don't have to draw blood. Deep breath. OK. I'm off...

Celeb Rant

I just got done watching the last few minutes of SNL tonight. Fortunately, I didn't catch most of the show because Lindsay Lohan was the guest star. Good God, it's time for a rant against celebrities. This chickie is freakin' 19 or 20 years old. Why the hell is she a celebrity? What has she done that's been so earth-shatteringly wonderful? Argh. This crap is driving me nuts. Why does America seem to care that the Pitt-Jolie baby was born? Do I feel sorry for Jennifer Aniston? For Christ's sake, NO! Can I please have her money and looks and life and then see how awful things are for her? Criminey. But all the attention on the younger celebs really gets to me. Paris, Nicole, Lindsay, Jessica, Britney... who gives a rat's ass? Not me. These people know nothing about life. They're just too young to know anything yet - there's certainly no reason for me to care about theirs. Stop the madness! Turn off Extra! Boycot Entertainment Tonight and People Magazine! Start now!

So I know it's typical to blog more than once a month. I'm on it. I swear. My goal is to blog every other day. We'll see about that. Life is hectic right now. I'm the parent rep for our summer swim team and that means craziness. But it's fun - I love hanging at the club each night, chatting with friends, watching the kids swim. All we need are a few beers and it would be perfect. ;)

I'm working on my second work for Freya's Bower, a novel-length contemporary. The draft is due 9/15. I've worked out an outline this time around. Divas know that I suffered angst and a sagging middle with my first WIP - from not outlining! Argh! That's not going to happen this go-round. Well, that's the plan anyway...

My Bites are out at www.freyasbower.com! It's amazing to see my name and story available for sale. It's still a little surreal to me. They have some great stories at FB. Take a look at their website. My editor, Faith, was wonderful, and I've learned so much from her. Speaking of editing and learning...

for shits and giggles, take a gander at this blog - http://www.crabbycows.blogspot.com/ Good stuff, and writers might learn something in all the sarcasm. I know I did.