happy saturday!

I feel almost normal again! I actually went to the store this morning so I could get some creamer for my coffee…yes, I am going to have coffee this morning! Now I know I’m on the road to recovery!

It was a brisk 28 degrees when I took my jaunt to Kroger, but the sun was out and the skies were blue. I love clear, blue, cold days. They make the temperature seem bearable. I think I’ll take the dogs for a walk in a little bit.

Yesterday, when the fog began to lift, I sat down and wrote three pages to the first chapter of Love Sux. That felt great. I love starting a new book. Of course, I’m not really starting a new story with Love Sux, but it is a new beginning.

Okay, I’m off to enjoy my coffee and danish, then I think I’ll see if I can finish chapter one. We’ll see…

clearing fog

I’m getting there. Not 100% yet, but I’m getting better. My head hurts when I sneeze and cough (which, incidentally, is a whole damn lot) and it hurts when I move too fast (which thankfully, I am not doing much of at all right now).

But it’s better.

I actually ate something today and I TASTED it. Whoot! I didn’t really eat because I was hungry, I ate because I was so lightheaded and dizzy. I’ve been living on medication and water alone. Not. Good.

I literally slept the majority of yesterday away. When I wasn’t sleeping, I was vegging out to soaps, Law and Order reruns, and reading Twilight.

I finished Twilight this morning. Wow. Someone, somewhere called this book ‘seductive’ and you know what, she was right. It is technically a YA but I was totally drawn into the world Stephenie Meyer built. Very engaging…and seductive. I highly recommend this read–even if you think you’re ‘so over’ the vampire thing. You’re not over this.

Y’all got any big plans for the weekend? I’m going to start working on chapter one of Love Sux! (the sequel to Bite Me!) I also have a new women’s fiction story that has been brewing non-stop lately that I need to jot down. I’m tentatively calling it Back to Blue but I’m not sure if that’s the real title. We’ll see.

bark bark

Why do I bark?

Because I’m sick as a dog.

I felt it coming on Christmas Eve. Christmas Day I felt kinda lousy but it was manageable. Yesterday I thought was the worst. But I was wrong. The worst so far, is today. Ruby and I finally got out of bed at 11:00 after going to bed around 10:00 last night. We’re watching soaps today. I started reading Twilight (the ONLY book I got for Christmas, can you believe that?) but it was too difficult for me to focus. So, I’m watching mind-numbing soap operas instead.

I should hear from fabulous editor today or tomorrow about my revisions. I hope I nailed them. I have decided that if I can do revisions during the two weeks prior to Christmas while I unpacking and with a sick kid (yes, his Christmas present to me), then I can do anything. I just hope I did them right. LOL

hi! i’m a mac and I’m a PIECE, er PC.

Well, I did it. I took the plunge and switched from my laptop to a MacBook.

I have always considered myself to be “bicomputeral.” I have always enjoyed different aspects of both Macs and PCs. Fishdog is a Mac guy all the way. I’ve always purchased PC laptops for myself because I was most familiar with them since that’s what I’d always worked on when I worked 8-5.

So last year when my old Dell gave me the blue screen of death, I decided to buy a new Dell. I mean, why shouldn’t I? My old one last me 5 years and I never had a problem. Actually, we had it rebuilt and it’s still going strong. (Okay, it’s a little janky, being held together with duct tape, but it is the little PC that could…)

I thought I loved my new Dell. It was pretty. And Vista had it’s pretty little moments…(it really was trying very hard to be a Mac) but I just couldn’t get it to work for me. After a few months, I was ready to chuck it. Seriously. I contemplated going back to XP but honestly, I wasn’t even sure it was worth it because I loathed my computer so much. It would freeze up when I closed it. It would just restart when it felt like it. The 4 hour battery lasted 4 hours ONCE. Then it went to 1 and a half hours. I hated that computer. I can say one thing about the “Mac vs PC” commercials…they are dead on. Apple’s marketing dept deserves a big fat raise. This sums it up perfectly for me:

Today I am typing to you from my brand new refurbed MacBook. It’s a cute little thing. It will take me a little time to learn the ins and outs of it but thankfully I have a Mac Guy in the house with me who has offered personal tutoring sessions.

On a happier note, my momma bought me a new desk for Christmas so now I have a place to work. It’s been pretty damn difficult doing revisions while not having a workspace. (please take note of who has made herself at home in the lower part of the desk)

Oh, and Happy Birthday Party, Feisty! I hope tonight rocks!

oh my achin’ everything!

I love that I have a new house to paint.

I hate that I have to paint it.

I am aching in places that I didn’t even know had muscles. And I’ve only painted the kitchen!

Due to our current status of “in between houses” this will be the first Thanksgiving in 10 years that I’m not cooking. I’m actually a little sad, because I do fix one helluva turkey, if I do say so myself. And my pecan, apple, and pumpkin pies kick major ass. Major. Ass.

I promise, I might lie to you about other things, but I would never lie to you about my pie baking ability.

Fishdog will be back in the Rock tomorrow night. He’s bringing with him our Directv receivers and a couple of televisions. We might not have furniture in the house, but we aren’t gonna go a day longer than we have to without our TV. Especially since it’s a big college football weekend. Duh.

What’s going on with you guys? Go ahead and report in while I run to grab me another beer and a muscle relaxer.

why am i so happy here?

Because I finally typed the last words to the first draft of Bite Me!

woo-to-the-fucking-hoo!

It needs quite a bit of work and next week will be tricky doing revisions while painting, moving, and eating Thanksgiving dinner, but I can manage.

I feel fucking awesome. I think I’ll go shopping.

not the daily show

Miss The Daily Show? Me too.

I wish the idiot corporations would get their heads out of their asses and settle with the writers. But they aren’t and everyone else is suffering. As a writer, I’m offended. As a viewer, I’m pissed off.

Anyway, if you miss The Daily Show, watch this video. I promise, even knowing all you want to know about the strike, this is totally worth watching if you’re a Daily Show fan.

Thanks to Wil Wheaton for posting this so I could steal it. I needed a fix.

Okay, I’m back to writing. Yesterday was a good day, today will be better. This weekend will be wrapped up in house stuff, so I need to finish. (starting to sound like a broken record, eh?)

the house hunting diaries…

Yesterday, Fishdog and I spent several hours with our real estate agent (whom I love, love, love) house hunting. I had seen one of the houses a couple of times and we kept coming back to it. So I needed to look at it once more to see if it was gonna stay on our list or be voted off.

I think we voted it off. We could make it work, but this being a buyer’s market, we have too many options.

The next house we went to see was technically perfect. It was totally remodeled and nicely done at that. All we would’ve had to do would be replace the ugly ass front door, fence in the backyard and build a deck. I liked the house a lot but for some reason, it left me cold. I kept thinking as we were looking at it, “I should love this house.” But I didn’t love it. I liked it. We kept it on the list but I knew this wasn’t going to be our house. We moved on.

The third house we went to see was very typical of us. We like the 50s-70s style ranch homes (my God, they are so sturdy) and this house was built in 1955. I actually expected not to like it. I had seen the pics and it just didn’t look like a place I wanted to live.

I was wrong. It was such a funky, fun little place. It needs quite a bit of work. (new countertops, remove cabinets from over the bar to open up the kitchen, refinishing floors and new lights) But the house has personality and character. It moved to the top of the list.

Then we went to see the Love Shack. This house is everything I’ve ever wanted. It’s in a neighborhood that was built around several lakes, it has a pool, hot tub, awesome alien looking dome pool house, decking all around that is in mint condition…and it still has the original 70s wall paper in the house. Totally cool. It needed a LOT of work (imagine that) but I loved it. And i wanted it. Bad.

But, I had to be practical. (That is so hard for me) And in the end, after I listed out the pros and the cons, we decided it was not the house for us. (I’m still a little in mourning, but honestly it really wasn’t the right house for us.)

We’ve made an offer on House #3 (but it’s #1 in our hearts) We’re taking the boys there today to look at it with them, sign the paperwork and hope that in a few weeks, we’ll have our own home in Little Rock, AR.

Now, if there’s anyone out there wanting a great deal on a beautiful home in Oxford, MS…let me know.

writers supporting writers

The WGA strike sucks…but not for the reasons you think. Sure, there’s a good chance I’m going to through withdrawals over my addiction, but that’s okay. Because I support the strike. They deserve to get paid. Watch this video to understand what the strike is all about.

Speaking of writing…I’m almost there! First draft is [] this close to being done! Whoohoo!

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I am not feeling particularly witty or bloggy today. But I have been a good blogger lately, so I thought I would continue the trend.

Did you know this is NaBloPoMo? Yes, instead of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) they’ve created a National Blog Posting Month. My friends and very witty bloggers, Killer and Liz, are participating. You should go check them out. There’s no telling what today’s topic will be. Usually it’s balls, or farts, or booze–sometimes their blogss hit the tri-fecta and cover all three topics in one post! I’ve been so buried in my cave, I haven’t even been able to read all their posts for the month, yet. But I have them marked unread on my google reader so I can go back and enjoy them when I finish the book.

Speaking of the book and balls–yesterday sucked monkey balls. Blech. I wrote 3 pages. I couldn’t concentrate. I am my own worst enemy when it comes to distraction. I can be sitting in a dark room with nothing but a laptop and before you know it, I’ve been playing with a piece of lint on my shirt for an hour. Seriously, focus is not my friend.

But today is another day.

Fishdog
is in town now. Wonder if he’ll stay out of my hair. If the man wanted hair, he could try to regrow his own, you know?

Oh, and to the person in Iowa who googled:

my farts smell disgusting what is wrong with me

Thanks for stopping by, and good luck with finding a cure for that. If you do find one, could you let me know? I live in a house with all boys and sometimes, they asphyxiate me with their heinous anuses. or would that be ani?