Posted in Yahweh's fingerprints

A COMPLIMENT…

Today I ran into an old friend. We were closer some 8 years ago, but she was a person who knew me well way back when. Let’s just say she knew me when I was at my darkest. She is now married and expecting her first baby in three months. I haven’t seen her for at least two years.

I saw her today at work and I hugged her and we talked briefly. As I was walking away, she said, “how are you?” and I said, “great,” and she said:

“You look happy.”

That means a lot considering where I was (unmistakably miserable). I suppose I am “happy,” and I know it’s because I choose to be. There’s not much more to say than that.

Posted in Writing

RE-WRITES AND INK CARTRIDGES

I am in love with paper. I love everything about paper except that it breaks down and gives off dust particles that make me sick. Even with that side effect, I am surrounded by paper.

Yes, I could edit my manuscript on the computer. It would be cheaper and save trees and ink, but I love the feel of paper. I love leaning back on my pillow, running my fingers over the nearly smooth paper and I love the act of turning the pages. No e-books for me… not until someone steals my inkjet printer or until my inkjet printer is as obsolete as my VCR.

I have always loved paper. To this day, I love to walk into a bookstore and take a deep breath and feel a sense of “home.” I know, it’s a bit odd, but this is me, a lover of words and paper.

I have finally put an ending to my 50,000 + word odyssey from NANOWRIMO in November. I am eagerly re-writing it, scripting transitions to go with my witty dialogue. I truly do not know when I will be finished with it. Probably never. The Roomie will have to sit on my inner critic and help me let the “finished” product go eventually.

Until eventually…I edit.

Posted in hurricane, weather

BRR… AND BRR…

Last night it got down to freezing or below freezing for the first time this year… and really this is the first sign of “winter” we’ve had all season. I will not whine, though, most of the northeast is buried under a foot or more of snow, so I consider myself fortunate to just be cold. I’m loving the coffee this morning.

I forgot to cover my fern last night and have not checked on it. I doubt it was freezing or below for more than two or three hours, but I should at least go check and see how Ferny is doing.

The heater actually kicked on several times last night, so the upstairs is significantly warmer than downstairs. The only downside of this is the dry skin and nosebleeds I’ve been experiencing this morning.

Now I’m watching qualifying for the Daytona 500, which I am really excited about. I love racing. Anyone who could get 90mph out of a 1979 Chevy Chevette with year-round snow tires on it should love racing. My goal is to get to a race by 2008, which gives me plenty of time to figure out how to pay for it and decide which race I want to attend.

SHINGLES UPDATE:
And, a little update on the shingles episode… I feel much better, but the fatigue still clings to me and I’m doing all I can to overcome that. The itching is gone (thank goodness), but I’m still dealing with the lethargy and the mental confusion (i.e. “blondness”) so, keep praying for me, if you are so inclined.

Back to qualifying…