>All right. Maybe it’s part of getting older, but I gotta tell you. I’m ready for the snow to go. I’ve loved winter all my life, but this year, I just can’t deal with it. Snow days are great. Except, I can’t seem to get back into the swing of things. And all this dry weather has wreaked havoc on my sinuses (and nearly everyone else’s I’ve talked to).
On a funnier note, the dry weather has caused a comical, but terribly frustrating problem. In the mornings, while getting ready for work, I can’t do anything with my hair. It has so much static, it literally stands straight up, and then plasters itself to my face. Un. Bee. Leave. Able.
All that to say this: I finally drew names Thursday night. Old followers got their names put in twice and new followers once. I printed off the names according to the sets specified, cut them out, folded them twice, and put them in a pot. Yep, a pot. Then I let Honey draw from each set while he watched Family Guy.
The winners are:
What the Night Knows-Val Zdero
Odd Thomas-Summer Frey
Harry Potter-Melissa Wideen
Narnia-L. Diane Wolf
Creeper Calendar-Lola Sharp
Steampunk Calendar-Lydia Kang
Zen of Zombie-Ellie Garrett
Congratulations to the winners and many thanks to everyone who entered. This has been a lot of fun for me 🙂
Unexpectedly, I have had several things come up that I have to take care of tomorrow, so I don’t know how quickly I will be able to get to the post office. I will try to have everyone’s package mailed out by the end of next week, if not sooner.
First of all, Theresa encouraged me to join in the 12 Literary Resolutions for 2011. Ann from Inkspots & Quills found this great list of literary resolutions. And guess what? They’re doable!!!!! Theresa’s in and so am I. Evangeline (Co-Teacher) is also going to do it, yay!!! Why don’t you check it out and think about joining us?
For the month of January, we’re supposed to read a classic novel. I’m reading these two (since they’re pretty short):
This book, for me, was very different. And I loved it. Today, I loaned it to Assistant Director and I really want to know her opinion of it. It made me cry at the end (like a really good book should).
If any of you have ever read this, please let me know how you felt about it. I’m not going to do a review; I’m just going to recommend it.
This is the book I won a while back in a contest Theresa hosted. I read it in an hour, but let me tell you, it’s a beautiful read. Lyrical. Haunting. Insightful. Dreadful. Healing. And, there’s a sequel! You know I’m gonna get it, right? Again, no review (it’s the middle of the night and I’m sleepy), but I’m going to highly, highly recommend it. Thank you so much, Theresa!
As soon as I finish my two classics, I’m going to read the book from Lisa Maliga, Notes From Nadir, woohoo! I’m making up for last year, for sure!
Okay, now for some news. Warning – it’s some hard news. I was running through facebook and read a post Theresa had put up. Fellow blogger, and published author, L. K. Madigan was recently diagnosed with Stage IV Pancreatic Cancer. I read the author’s post, and I was moved to tears. What courage! What grace!
Theresa’s post on facebook (and I would link it but I don’t know how to link a post from fb) pointed out that Ms. Madigan had just published a book (her second) that came out in October, and perhaps her family would be aided by sales of the book. It’s called The Mermaid’s Mirror and I found my copy in the Teen section of B & N tonight after work.
I found out that her first book was well received, even winning an award, so I’m really looking forward to reading this one. She and her family will be in my prayers.
I’m posting about this and adding a link to B & N on my sidebar, hoping that curious people will either buy the book, blog about the situation, or both.
Also, please remember to keep our friends who live in Aussie-Land in your thoughts and prayers. Many of them have friends and family who have been displaced by the terrible flooding. Denise from L’Aussie Writing published this link on her facebook page. It’s an anthology of short stories, 500-1,000 words, any genre, any age. And, 100% of the sales profit goes to the Flood Relief Fund.
Please take a moment to read the link and consider doing a post, linking on your sidebar, and/or submitting a story for the anthology.
I think that almost catches everything up. I’ll be around sometime tomorrow. I really enjoyed visiting Monday and Tuesday (snow days) and I got spoiled. Sigh……
I can’t stop yawning now, so I’m off to bed. It’s 2:45 am, but I think I’ll schedule this to post later. I don’t know anyone who’d be awake at this hour……
Have a wonderful, and SAFE weekend!
It’s interesting to compare their behaviors and personalities. Roo was rescued at seven weeks and Kitty Boss at seven months. Roo is much more outgoing and fearless-she’s had a secure life/home since she was still a baby. Kitty Boss is more reserved and skittish. She was nearly full grown before stability came to her. She lived in a state of hunger and fear for much longer than Roo and it still shows to anyone outside our little family.
As I picked up and cuddled Roo for a few moments, it occurred to me that this would be her first Christmas. I was excited for her since she’d formerly been homeless and in need of veterinary aid-she had several health issues in the beginning.
I thought of how much joy she’d brought to our family and how Kitty Boss loves her, even when she’s being a pest.
Then it dawned on me. Honey had rescued all three of us: Kitty Boss, Roo, and me.
I had been a lost girl, too. I had accepted my life of aloneness even though I didn’t like it. I was broken and insecure in more ways than I could tell you in a week.
Honey and I met at work and one day, he just started talking to me. We became friends, then best friends, then…we got married. Not that he’s ever asked me, mind you. He just made up his mind that it was a done deal.
That was nine years ago this coming December 20th. Truly, I’m not the easiest person to put up with sometimes. I still have insecurities and scars that affect me, but Honey is pretty darn terrific at dealing with me.
When there is a sudden noise or unfamiliar voice, Kitty Boss’s eyes widen and you can see her gearing up for flight to the nearest hidey-hole. If there is food on the counter or something shiny on the floor, Roo won’t hesitate to go after it and eat it, even if it’s plastic. I’m an emotional eater; I’m reactionary; I’m a ‘worst case scenario’ thinker…all the time; I’m also impulsive. These things don’t always make for happy-smiley-fun days.
And, yet, here we are, rescued, the three of us, by a guy who probably had no idea what he was getting in to when he brought us home.
We are loved and cared for and even spoiled. He probably wouldn’t give you a nickel for any of us, but he wouldn’t trade us for a million dollars, either.
Kitty Boss has learned to hide less and has taken on a mothering role to Roo. Roo jumps on the cabinets less often and she never gets on the table anymore. I’ve learned about Daddy through Honey’s patience and generosity; I’ve also learned to be a little more optimistic and hopeful about things.
Honey, like my Daddy, is a finder of lost things. Like my Daddy, Honey is kind and patient and gentle (his name actually means ‘healer’). He makes us feel safe and loved and welcome.
As I consider this Christmas, Roo’s first, Kitty Boss’s third, and my ninth, with Honey, I realize how full my heart is. We are very fortunate and I am thankful beyond words.
His lost girls have come a long way….
My Thanksgiving was a little bit different. My husband went to Asheville to see his mom and have lunch. His dad is a sales manager for a large company and had to work, so he wasn’t able to be there.
Neither was I. I have some kind of wicked cough, sinusy/headachy thing and my sister in law on Honey’s side is pregnant. I wouldn’t for anything want her to catch whatever I have.
So, I stayed behind and nursed a headache, coughed, and laughed internally at my raspy, nearly non-existent voice whenever Honey would call to check in on me.
I think, too, that Roo has been online, chatting with the kids in my class. I’m positive she’s taking advantage of my inability to call her down when she’s doing something she’s not supposed to. Kitty Boss is just taking advantage of my being camped out on the daybed today by curling up with me.
Anyway, I took the opportunity to read everyone’s Thanksgiving posts. After that, I thought about working on finishing my nano wip. I wasn’t really in the mood, so thought if I listened to some music I had downloaded for my MC, I could get into the mood. It kinda worked….
I went to Youtube and started looking for some Josh Groban and switched to Sarah Brightman. I found a video I hadn’t seen in years-Sarah and Michael Crawford doing “Music of the Night.” Happy sigh….
On the side, where the suggested videos are, I saw something that literally made me catch my breath. Really? Someone had posted this?!!!!
Way back, more than 10 years, I found this little movie. A treasure. I’ve bought it twice now; once on VHS and then on DVD. It’s called Rigoletto and stars Joseph Paur and Ivey Lloyd.
Paur has a voice that wraps itself around me and turns me into a gooey puddle of liquid bliss. I found several videos, but I will only post two of them. These have only the words; the ones with scenes from the movie aren’t as pure in sound….
If you’ve eaten too much turkey, potatoes, or pie, sit back, close your eyes, and let his voice soothe and enchant. It’s completely amazing…..
This is called The Curse and it was the first time Paur’s character sang in the movie. It told a little of what had happened to him in his world.
This one is called April Child. Paur’s character has by this time befriended many of the children, including his student’s best friend. Now, I’m not telling you anything about the movie, except it is a tiny bit like Beauty and the Beast but with a different message altogether.
I hope that you’ll take a few minutes to listen. Neither are very long at all, and, if you do listen, let me know what you think.
Has anyone else ever seen the movie?
I’m very late getting this post up. Yesterday, I had internet difficulties and couldn’t get online until this morning. Yay.
Thankfully, though, Honey fixed it. (I’m thankful!)
Today, I thought about some of the things I’m thankful for:
A family that, because of time constraints, relishes the times we manage to all gather together.
A boss and an assistant boss who love me and have become my surrogate moms.
Co-workers who have become my extended family and provide a lot of comic relief.
My friend and co-teacher who shares many of my terrible (comical) traits and has become a new sister to me.
My writer/bloggie buddy who ricochets some really fantastic ideas and shares my enthusiasm for all things written. Well, mostly all…
My kitties who are my children and make me laugh and cry and slap my forehead and keep me company.
My Honey, who loves me even when I’m not lovable. Seriously.
My Daddy, who loves me in spite of myself and helped me find my way to all of the above people and situations and keeps me sane when I’m driving.
All of you, my bloggie buddies, who so generously and willingly offer your support, encouragement, insight, and shared experiences. My cyber friends.
paper fights at work with the kids @ laughter @ splashing water while washing hands with the kids @ kisses and hugs just because @ movies @ great books to read @ memory foam mattress toppers @ music @ pumpkin pie @ stuffing @ mashed potatoes @ Mother-in-law’s sweet potatoes @ my niece’s puppy-isms @ purring kitties @ sleep @ toothpaste @ make-up @ electric blankets @ trees with beautiful leaves @ giraffes @ Creepers….I could go on and on, but I’ll stop here.
Well, my Saturday didn’t turn out as I had planned. Not that it ever does, mind you. I did manage to get most of my errands done. Roo, however, taught me that she thinks I’m a push-over. Not for anything could I get her in the carrier. In fact, we could have made it to American’s Funniest Videos had anyone been there to film us. Needless to say, the appointment was moved to Monday morning. Her daddy will be getting her squirmy little self into the carrier and taking her. I’ll pick her up in the afternoon.
It’s just a check-up after her spaying two weeks ago. And, I want them to check her tummy. She’s developed some, uh, hmm, how do I say this, some atrocious aromas? She had been treated for tape worms, of all things, about a month ago. I want to make sure she’s not having trouble with anything else. I cannot imagine what kind of life she had before finding Pooh that late Friday evening.
I’m trying to get to everyone’s blog, but blogger is really giving me a fit, even on comments with just one line. So, it’s been slow going and after 5 hours, I’m taking a break. I’ll visit the rest of you tomorrow. Right now, I’m scheduling some posts.
RenFest packs up after next weekend, so I thought I’d do my last post today. Without further ado….
Well, Monday was the first day of NaNo. The plan was to write, write, and write some more. Instead, I had some adventure!
First, I overslept, which I hate to do. Then, I got up and checked out the blogs that participated in the show your space blogfest hosted by Summer over at ….and this time, concentrate! Lots of fun getting to look in people’s houses without feeling creepy about it. And making new friends is always good.
That bit of blogging may take today’s place….depends on what kind of time I have. Anyhoo, I also got one of the packages I had been expecting, but it’s a secret, so…. The other one, the one I need right now-nope, it didn’t come and it was supposed to. The receipt said so. Hmph.
I also ran two errands, both of which could have been a disaster. Twice, TWICE, cars pulled out right smack in front of me. One ran a stop sign, the other turned left in front of me. If I had not been making a right turn myself, I would have hit the second car. Where do people get their driving licenses these days, out of Happy Meals?
About the errands. The second one was to the grocery store to pick up fixin’s for chili. The first one was a bit more exciting. William had ordered the set of Lost dvds and they came to my house. I dropped them off to him between classes and picked up something from him that he’d gotten for me. Did that make sense?
During Harry Potter Fest at the college, there were a couple bands that sang songs just about HP. I asked him to pick up a couple cd’s for me and he got them autographed. Sweet! Plus, he picked up a handful of buttons. I’m thinking about a giveaway. Initially, I wanted to do it as a kick off for the movie on the 19th. Well, duh! I’m in the middle (okay, beginning) of nano and won’t have time. I’m crazy sometimes, but I ain’t stupid. So, I’ll probably be adding a few other things and doing something for Christmas.
The rest of the afternoon was spent writing. The last time I stopped, I had a word count of over 2600 words-I can’t upload anything because the site is overwhelmed. Dang. I also managed to turn in last week’s homework, as well as this week’s. I thought about doing next week’s but it involved making a chart so I said eh, I can do it later.
Right now, just waiting on the chili to cook and Honey to get home. In the fall, they move their schedule back an hour so technically, he’s off at 7pm instead of 8. Which means, he might get home around 8:30 instead of 9:30 or later. Woohoo.
RenFest was really fun and we got lots of pics. I’ll be doing a couple posts about that Thursday and maybe next Tuesday. I also got to meet BossMan and his wife and son. They’re really nice. And very funny.
I saw something on one person’s blog that I liked and so, of course, I’m stealing it. She’s in nano and has committed to visiting everyone’s blog at least once a week. That sounds pretty good to me. I feel bad, like I’m neglecting you all, but I gotta do what I gotta do, so I hope you’ll forgive me.
When I logged on here to schedule this post, Roo decided to help. She’s grown a bit and in this pic, it shows.
If any of you out there are Lost
fanatics fans, you should check out William’s post. He got some really awesome shots of what all is inside. It’s enough to make me want to watch the whole thing…..
Good luck and happy writing!
This is Baby Roo. She was so tiny when Honey brought her home. For those new to the blog, she wandered up to my sister in law, Pooh, one Friday night when she was out pottying her dogs.
From the beginning, she was a teeny tiny ball of energy and love. One of her favorite things to do is cuddle. When I come home from work, she comes running up to me, meowing and eager to be petted. Her whole body will arch up to meet my obliging hand.
She’s grown a bit since then….
Faster than we can believe, she’s growing into her long legs and giant paws. Her curiosity and abilities are growing, too.
No place is safe from her desire to explore. Cabinets. Sinks. The television or dresser tops. The dining room table….
Bless her, she’s also creative. Everything becomes a toy in her active imagination. Curtains, desktop items, my phone (she still sends texts to the last person with whom I was texting), the toilet paper…..
We’ve been so spoiled by Kitty Boss that we are nearly at a loss with Roo. She’s fearless. At least, I prefer that explanation to being clueless, though sometimes I have to wonder. A gentle swat does nothing to deter her. Water is only slightly better. A very strong “no!” has worked a bit better lately than it used to.
I’m completely against declawing a cat (part of their foot is amputated). Also, what if they got outside? How would they defend themselves? I have to admit, though, that sometimes Roo causes me to understand why people would consider it.
Honey has even entertained the thought of finding another home for her. She wreaks that much havoc. However, it’s only a thought. Firstly because Kitty Boss loves her and Roo is good for her. Secondly, she’s so very cuddly and loving. Thirdly, she’s so darn stinking cute! Thus, we deal with the merry wreckage she constantly leaves in her wake and remain consistent in our firm “no’s” and reassuring love.
I have to say, however, that last night, when I went to potty and had no tissue, I reconsidered, briefly, declawing her. A momentary fantasy flashed through my mind as I glared at the shredded pile of tissue on the floor beside me…..Momentary. I promise.
We believe that her behavior is, in part, because of what she is. CG (niece in law), who works at the vet clinic we take the fur-babies to, firmly believes she is part Siamese. Here is a clip that will substantiate our beliefs and conclusions. She acts JUST like this: