Monday, October 31, 2005


Happy Hallowed-Chocolate!!

People keep asking me if I'm going to dress up--and I keep looking at them like they have gone bonkers. "Me? Dress up?"

Why would I?

And then I explain, it just isn't a big deal in the UK, in fact, as a child I don't remember ever going trick or treating, or even going to a costume party.

But my daughter has caught the bug, and my son will soon catch on. And it is kind of nice for them to have so much fun, even if it is just another commercialised way of generating money. I admit it, I'm a cynic!!!

Saturday, October 29, 2005

RWA 2006

I have just renewed my RWA membership. This will be my third year as a member and it was a tough decision as to whether or not to rejoin, mainly because money is so tight.

Was it worth the US$ 85??

If you'd have asked me the week after the Reno conference I might have said no. Mainly because the awards dinner made me feel like I was an outsider, on the fringe of the group and that my opinions were not welcome. Then some of the fall-out from the dinner started and I realized I was far from alone--after all Jenny Crusie and Nora Roberts also spoke out against the bad taste of the ceremony.

And then I wondered what was RWA doing for me? And I realized that there was so much industry information packed between the covers of the RWR (Romance Writers Report) and on some of the loops, that I actually took that whole wealth of knowledge for granted--as if I'd always had it at my fingertips.

Bad--do not take knowledge for granted! Knowledge is power :)

And there was my Chapter--Kiss of Death (whose publicity committee I am on and who might not be pleased if I decided to suddenly take a hike, LOL).

So I rejoined RWA, though I am less ingenious than I was.

And I noticed tonight, having just packaged up a partial for Kate Duffy at Kensington, that rather than feeling the thrill of excitement about possibilities for the future, I have this flat sick feeling in my stomach. Have I lost my innocence? Or is my cold just getting the better of me? Or maybe the blocked sewer from this morning?

Not sure, but tomorrow I'm taking a time out from writing, finishing off a website and being a mom.

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

Your IQ Is 115

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average

Your Verbal Intelligence is Genius

Your Mathematical Intelligence is Exceptional

Your General Knowledge is Above Average

I was mucking about with a whole bunch of these that will appear when I can't drag my backside to the computer with an original thought--and I did this!! Can you believe my logic score?? I'm a trained scientific researcher with a PhD, LOL. All this time I thought I was perfect and it turns out instead DH was right!!!

Now they didn't give me the answers, else I might start arguing :)

Friday, October 28, 2005


Yesterday I spent much of the day yelling at my kids and I really hate myself for it. They like to moan--loudly, and they don't like to eat. They moan if I say 'let's go outside' on a beautiful day. They moan if I say'let's tidy up.' They both moan about going to school, though they both love playing when they get there. They moan about cycling, scooting, walking, going in the stroller. They moan about shopping, me vaccuuming, putting on coats, hats, gloves. They moan about being cold outside without hats and gloves (though not just now as the weather is beautiful again). They are little people whose first instincts are to shriek 'I don't want to' even about the good stuff.

So I yelled--feeling like a complete nutcase--and made them cry--and felt like slug slime.

How do I stop yelling and regain my nice controlled facade? Without gin that is???

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Oh the joys of growing older :D

Thursday is always super-busy for me and I never have time to blog.
I have 15 pages to go before I finish editing Venus' Slipper. Almost got there tonight except for the need to strip a bed, swiftly followed by the need to watch Russ flexing his Marine Biology muscles in Invasion. I love the fact they have one of 'us' saving the day, as opposed to the usual 'agency' people. Maybe my future ideas for university researchers will work--just think Indiana Jones :)

Wednesday, October 26, 2005


Gosh--I am at a loss as to what to blog. My boring nature is starting to show.
My son is still in bed and my daughter is up plotting fairy cakes (cup cakes to the uninitiated). They are so different, just like me and DH. She gets up at 7 am every day and regardless of the night before, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed (DH often gets up at 4 am to go into work). My son is more likely to be up in the middle of the night for an hour and sometimes doesn't get up till 9 am. I can't sleep before midnight and I'm a bit of an insomniac too, always have been, and going out to work gave me so much stress I found it hard to sleep at all. So being a SAHM and a writer at least reduces my stress on one front.

Of course, no money, bills piling up, rejection, insecurity, lack of faith can all take its place--but HEY I'm in a good mood here, let's not spoil it :)

DH and I are opposites in our sleeping habit, our TV preferences, our love/hate of danger--so why the heck do I love him so much???

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Brad Pitt

Brad is in Winnipeg--Hallilujah!! :) Only for a couple of days, shooting a scene for his latest movie in the Exchange District (where I haven't been yet BTW). DH suggested I pop down there, just in case. I guess if I drag the kids down there and grow my hair a bit, walk on stilts and paint on extra scary thick lips he might be fooled into thinking it's Angelina for a nanosecond. Maybe he'll be impressed by my intelligence because I am probably one of the few(ish) people who know what a nanosecond is :D Maybe not :(

Who cares, Brad within a 10 mile radius and I believe that makes me famous by association :)

Monday, October 24, 2005

Pre-Xmas Goals

I'm 303 pages into editing my 417 page Single title story, Venus' Slipper. I'm going to send it to Kensington because I really liked the editors I met at the conference in Reno and they publish a broad range of fiction than may fit my story better than publishing houses with narrower restrictions/guidelines. I need to finish this by the end of the week.

Next up will be revising Storm Warning as a ST. I originally wrote it for Harlequin Intrigue, but now I want to see if I can let my characters loose for a fully fledged novel-length story. I had cut down some of the character development and now I can go back and add it into the story--including adding the bad language I know a DEA agent would really use, not to mention a real PhD student would occassionally utter :D

I need to get this done before we go to Florida--assuming the Key where we're staying, and the marine lab, hasn't been damaged by Wilma. My heart goes out to all the people who've been hit by disasters this year, quakes, waves, wind, water--the power of Mother Nature is astounding, and not to mention the famine in Africa which is going largely unnoticed. No wonder we believe in a higher power--gives us all a measure of absolution.

I'm not sure what work I'll do in Florida. I can't decide whether to take my Harlequin Presents with me, or whether to take all the craft books I have bought, and read them properly. I am working on getting my conference DVDs onto CD (something which hasn't happened yet because my burner software is a temperamental b1tch), so I can listen to them while out and about.

My daughter said, 'But you're not working in Florida, are you mommy?' And the guilt ate me up. So maybe I won't drag my old laptop down there. Maybe instead I'll try to absorb some of the teachings of others.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

oh oh oh!!

And I got my Brumby books--well 6 of the stories in 2 volumes!!! Watch out Deb!!


Yum Yum Yum!

Just sold the last box of these and they were delicious!! Mint fondant, squished between two biscuit and wrapped with dark chocolate. If my daughter stays in brownies and guides I'll be the size of a house (or bungalow, given the vertically challenged thing I have going :D)

Reminds me of opening my mouth once too often in Reno too. My roomies asked why I wasn't eating all my food (we were having 3 course lunches and dinners) and I said, if I ate all the food on my plate I'd be the size of a .... And I looked around, and we were completely surrounded by rather plump ladies all waiting for me to finish my sentence. Ooops. I think I choked at that point! Sigh.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Books this week

I read fast. I need at least one hour in bed before I fall asleep and then 30 mins of looking at the dark before I nod off. I'd say I read at a rate of between 100-125 pages an hour.

Remember I was researching HEAT in books, wondering how hot, the hot books were just now? Well...

First book I read this week was Jamie by Lori Foster. I couldn't resist the cover :) It is the last in a series that I have yet to read, so I probably got things backwards! I like her style, I like her characters, but I found the plot a little far-fetched. It was sexy and fun and emotional, nothing I couldn't handle, but didn't grab me 100%

Then I read Beach Blanket Bad Boys and had to fan myself afterwards, my cheeks were so red!! There's at least one VERY HOT sex scene per short story, sometimes two or three, and although I liked the stories generally (especially Jill's, even though yes, I am biased) it was too much for me. Seems like an excuse to fit as much sex as possible into as little space as possible. It isn't a complaint exactly, but next time I'll know what I'm getting into and not read every story, one after the other, until I'm exhausted in bed and thinking 'I don't wanna have sex--ever again!'

Friday, October 21, 2005


I watched ER last night and they gave it a real shot in the arm by introducing a new character Dr Victor Clemente (please forgive spelling) played by John Leguizamo.

Never heard of him--until I realized he was Sid's voice in Ice Age. Forgive me, I have to relate to the world in terms of kids TV these days!!

Anyway, it was good, it was fast, it got rid of Susan who has been boring the pants off me and added some excitement.

But I noticed Neela using the word **bad language alert** Wanker. Don't Americans know this is a naughty word, LOL? Or is it OK now? I'm curious. I bet Parminda Negra had a real giggle getting that one past the scriptwriters. I love the word wanker--I'm sorry, but it is like git and moron and rotten bastard all rolled into one and fits the tongue nicely in a very short space of time.

It's my word of the day :)

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Wallace & Gromit


Went to see Wallace & Gromit in 'The Curse of the Were Rabbit' last weekend--the first time the kids have sat through a movie at the cinema.

It were fab!!! :)

Wednesday, October 19, 2005


The little b.. b.. boy, who was so disparaging about my office last week, came over again yesterday. As the day before was a frenzy of cleaning, broken only by potty breaks (for my son) and tea-making breaks (for me), I figured he'd be pretty impressed.

He walked in the door, sniffed, his little (fat) lip quivering and said 'it smells in here--doesn't it smell musty in here, grandma'.

Grrr... two wet dogs... Yes it SMELLS in here!!!! Of course it smells in here! Dammit!

Tuesday, October 18, 2005


For some reason I found myself crying at my keyboard tonight. It must be all the news on TV about the schools collapsing in Pakistan after the earthquake, but it reminded me vividly of the Dunblane massacre. Kids dying in places they should be safe.

My daughter is the same age as the children the gunman shot--she's five years old. He (I won't even think his name) stood over these injured babies and shot them point-blank. I used to live in Dunblane, I had art lessons in that school, walked through the front door, wandered, lost around the gym, never realizing that 6 months later it would be the scene of carnage. I used to work at Stirling University, I knew people whose kids attended that school. One mother had just lost her husband to MS and then lost a child on that terrible day. She died later, I think she just gave up. Sixteen babies died and their teacher, with about the same number seriously injured.

It tore the town apart. Believe it or not, there was resentment of the people who got compensation from the appeal. Resentment of people who got money to replace babies.

I've been to that churchyard, they have a gorgeous cathedral in Dunblane, totally at odds with the size of the town. But the graves are heartbreaking. I pray as a mother, that my children never go through that. I pray I can keep them safe always.

It'll be ten years, next March.

Monday, October 17, 2005

Mouses cont.

The mice seem to have set up home mainly in our spare room, eating the new mattress, reading my little book supply that I keep in there for guests. Happily oblivious to the freaking ultrasonic repeller!!! They come out at night, watch the telly, sit beneath the sofa and make out--and poop. Then head down the light fittings to the kitchen for a late night snack. Well we've freshened the peanut butter and set 3 traps in the spare room--I will not give in--I will fight the mice!!

Reminds me of my granny. When I was a teenager, I remember having to pretend not to see a mouse when she was in our kitchen and one scurried around the floor, caught out in a houseful of people, cats and dogs. Gran would stand on a chair and screech if she saw one, like a cartoon character.

The woman went through the war but was still scared of mice!

Last one. I'm hot sweaty and disgusted by mouse poop. Have to hoover upstairs but haven't seen any critters there yet. Touch wood!!!

Demotivational posters--for a giggle

This is from Meretta--I have many more for busy days :)

I am off to wipe up more mouse poop. Yesterday I said I thought we'd caught the little buggers... and then another one turns up!!!


Sunday, October 16, 2005

Bet Me

Goals were reached yesterday! Edited first 7 Chapters of Venus' Slipper. I'd have done more today, but so far I have walked dogs, visited DH's fish, done weekly grocery shopping. Plus, I feel tired and sore.

Actually this might be just an excuse as I am reading the best book I have read in an age!! Bet Me, by Jennifer Crusie. It has been on my shelf since before Reno and I can't believe I haven't read it before now. Seriously, if you like to read ANYTHING, read this book :)

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Tom Cruise

I watched War of the Worlds last night. Dh had gone out and I decided I couldn't face more edits.

It scared the bejesus out of me because I couldn't remember the ending!!
I'm a wuss!

Anyway I got to thinking how good the acting in it was--Tim Robbins, Dakota Fanning and was it Justin Chatwin? And especially Cruise.

Why is it he's never on any lust lists on the various sites? He is gorgeous and a fantastic actor. In this movie he went from being a complete jerk, to a worried desperate father, to a surviving hero.

Is he somehow so perfect that he is hard to lust after? Has anyone written a hero with him as the model? I'm curious :)

He hasn't ever won an oscar, has he?
I think his time will come!


Don't you HATE insurance companies? Me and DH have had no claims (please God) in more than 16 years of driving (each), in UK, Canada and Australia. Now, move to Manitoba and they only accept driving records from within the Province! So we don't qualify for the first fifty years or so. What a freaking rip off.

I really hate con-men.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Tagged and scratching head!

Melissa tagged me for this interesting little tidbit...

1) Delve into your blog archive.
2) Find your 23rd Post (or closest to it).
3) Find the fifth sentence (or the closest to it).
4) Post the text of the sentence in your blog. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas.
5) Tag three people to do the same.

OK--my 5th sentence from my 23rd Blog was

It is a combination of trying to write brilliantly and fresh that requires real power.

See--see how amazing and enlightened that is ;-) Sometimes I am so busy trying to live I forget I may actually have a clue about writing.

OK--I tag Eve, Peggy & Meretta :)


As a teenage kid I read lots.  It was my escape in a busy household.  We didn’t have much money and I remember a lot of tension.  My dad was laid off during the big recession of the early 80’s—Maggie Thatcher’s Britain, which seemed to threaten every working class family in the nation.  We had our black and white TV—but kids’ TV was rare and if dad was in, the TV was HIS!!!  

I look at my dad now and laugh, because even though his 3 grandkids that live with him have a TV in their rooms, they still get to choose the program, more often than not!  I think it simply means less to him these days and goodness knows my dad has mellowed with age.  He probably doesn’t realize it, but now I have his temper!!

So books were my escape.
I remember reading the Silver Brumby series by Elaine Mitchell.  I looked for these books for my daughter, but can’t find them anywhere.  All about horses in the Australian Blue mountains.  They were so good I’d start the beginning again the moment I finished the end--I’d read them twelve, twenty times in a row.  

Then I read all the James Herriot books, Richards Adams, Harper Lee, Stephen Donaldson, David Eddings and finally my granny’s Mills & Boons.  I was such an angel child the librarian assumed they were just for granny—but she’d share with me :D

I think I probably learned more about sex from those stories than from all the sex education classes in school!!  But the message was always, that sex was between consenting, committed adults (committed to each other, not insane).  

I think I was thirteen. How old would your child be before you let them read a sexy romance???

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Busy Thursday Joke

A joke from my brother-in-law.  This is how Irishmen think!!!

One day an Irishman who had been stranded on a deserted island for over 10 years, saw a speck on the horizon. He thought to himself, "It's certainly Not a ship."  And, as the speck got closer and closer, he began to rule out the possibilities of a small boat and even a raft.  Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wet-suited black clad figure.  Putting aside the scuba gear and the top of the wet suit, there stood a Drop-dead gorgeous blonde! The glamorous blonde strode up to the stunned Irishman and said to him, "Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a good cigar"  "Ten years," replied the amazed Irishman. With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on the left sleeve of her wet suit and pulled out a fresh package of cigars.    He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag. "Faith and begorrah," said The man, "that is so good I'd almost forgotten how great a smoke can be!" "And how long has it  been since you've had a drop of good Powers Irish  Whiskey?" asked the blonde. Trembling, the castaway replied, "Ten years." Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a pocket and removes a flask and hands it to him. He opened the flask and took a long drink. "'Tis nectar of the gods!" stated the Irishman. ''Tis truly Fantastic!"    At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the long front  Of her wet suit, right down the middle. She looked at the trembling man and Asked, "And how long has it been since you played around?"  With tears in his eyes, the Irishman fell to his knees and sobbed, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph!  Don't tell me that you've got golf clubs in there, too!"    

Wednesday, October 12, 2005


I stole this off Suzanne's sidebar because it is so GOOD!!!

Harry Burns: I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle in your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
--When Harry Met Sally

Tuesday, October 11, 2005


We had a little boy over on Friday, just for half an hour after kindy. He walked into my house, stared around, peered into my office and asked.
"Is that your Daddy's Office?"
My daughter snorted, "No, that's my Mummy's Office."
The little boy stared carefully before he said, "It's very messy, isn't it?"

Well, I was a bit dumbfounded, because though no saint on the housework front, the house is usually clean(ish), tidy(ish) and uncluttered(ish). But the office was a little messy with paperwork ect. Anyway after much blushing and many fiendish mutterings I got rid of the kid.

Today we went around to the little boy's house for a quick play--and his place was a freaking shambles, LOL! And did my children say anything? No, they did not. Did I point out to the little boy that his house was 'a little messy'? No, I did not. Will I get points in heaven for this? No, :) I think not :D

Monday, October 10, 2005


Have you ever noticed the cross between mum & dad is

MAD!!! Or DUM!!!

Northern Lights

I have just finished Northern Lights by Nora Roberts.  I really enjoyed this book.  Maybe it is because I can relate in some way to the temperatures her characters experience in Alaska.  I can relate to snow and ice, even though I’m not far from being a lower 48er myself (now).  I have been to remote places in Canada, where sea-planes rule, where knowing a good pilot is key to quality of life.  And I have often wondered WHY people live in these places that have summers three months short, full of mosquitoes and blackflies, followed by deep, dark winters, where flesh freezes in seconds when exposed (just like Winnipeg :)).

But seeing the Northern Lights is a wondrous thing.  Me and DH watched them from our back steps in Cellardyke, Scotland.  Blues and greens shimmering across the sky like an invading army of psychedelic watercolourists gone mad.

Nora’s books go up and down—some I love, like this and Birthright, some I really can not get into, like the Key series.  I’m not expecting the diva to drop in, so I figure I can be honest, right?  But when she gets it right, when she remembers not to head-hop too much, not to get too drawn into faery-realms too deeply, she is unsurpassable at writing romance!

Sunday, October 09, 2005


Today we are having roast beef, roast tatties, boiled potatoes, peas, beans, and yorkshire pud. Followed by apple pie and ice cream.

Yum Yum Yum!!!

DH is cooking (so it'll taste even better). In the meantime we need to rake leaves, paint windowframes and although I have been editing this morning, this afternoon I promised DH we would veg like a normal family in front of Holiday TV. If that turns out to be sport I'll be off ;-)

Watched Alexander last night. What a boring monstrosity of a movie. The acting of Colin Farrell and Angelina Jolie was good, but the sound was terrible and the script long and dull. And what was the point? Did we learn much about his exploits? No we did not. Did we discover some basic human message--I don't think so!!

PS. My photo thing works now, but the spellcheck is on the blink. So excuse the spelling which gets a little confused!!

Friday, October 07, 2005


There is nothing so disconcerting, as coming into the living room to find your son with a poop filled nappy around his ankles and the dog licking his lips.




We have a visiting prof in our house--a very nice man from Alberta. I confess, I was fine about DH taking him out for a meal and entertaining him (even though I haven't been taken out for dinner for at least 6 months). But I was pretty grumpy when they got back at midnight and yapped until 12.30. I confess I was less than subtle when I went down in my jammies (with a smile for the visitor and a glare for DH) and let the dogs back inside and turned the outside lights off.

I can't sleep unless it is quiet, I can't sleep when I'm worried about DH. I expect respect for my work as a mom and writer and I NEED my sleep.

I guess that makes me high maintenance and difficult--:( Sorry!!

Thursday, October 06, 2005


Invasion has a blog and it is a very well done piece of advertising/information. Love the concept.

DH keeps saying 'it's going to be the same thing every week. We keep wondering who the aliens are'. DUH!! And in the same breath he said (as if this were an insult) 'it's just like V.'

I loved 'V'!!!

Now notice he didn't have any complaints last week, or the week before, but last night he was a little disconcerted to see me planted in front of the TV at 9 pm. And I'll give you the chance to wonder why???

What started last night???

Wednesday, October 05, 2005


RONNIE BARKER died yesterday--he was was a British comic genius who was so diverse you sometimes wouldn't recognise him--he was that good!!! I grew up watching such fabulous performers, Eric and Ernie, Tommy Cooper, The two Ronnies, I think I was blessed to enjoy such humor.


>> THE man who invented the zip fastener was today honoured with a lifetime peerage. He will now be known as the Lord of the Flies.

>> IN a packed programme tonight, we will be talking to an out of-work contortionist who says he can no longer make ends meet.

>> IN a packed programme tonight, I shall be having a word with a man who goes in for meditation, because he thinks it's better than sitting around doing nothing

>>AT London's Heathrow, senior customs officer Seaforth Mumbly retired today.
He shook hands with passengers passing through the customs, and confiscated a gold watch for himself.

>> THE Ministry of Defence have announced new pay scales for the Army, heavily favouring the NCOs. Said a new recruit: "It's all very well for the sergeants and the corporals, but it's a nasty blow to the privates."

>> I AM the president of the Loyal Society for the Relief of Suffers from Pismronunciation, for the relief of people who can't say their worms correctly, or who use the wrong worms entirely, so that other people cannot underhand a bird they are spraying.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005


Cold now—forecast to drop to 2C with wind and snow.  Guess I might drive to kindy!!  I don’t mind walking, but my kiddies get a bit cold and it is an hour round trip for the wee one.  

No mice today—not sure if that means we got them all last night or they have wised up.  They did look exceptionally cute--like Angelina Ballerina, which was a little disconcerting.  As long as they don’t start talking it’ll be OK.

The heating has come on and there is that musty smell from disuse.  Yuk!  
Have fun :)


Three days ago I told my husband I thought we might have those furry visitors as I'd heard scratching in the floorboards. Now DH always has that skeptical eyebrow on him. So he patted me on the head and said we'll keep a look out. Yesterday he took his lunch to work and found someone else had got there first :)

So last night he bought some traps and we set them out before we went up to bed. Peanut butter bait. We caught the first mouster before our foot hit the risers, and three by 11 p.m.

So today I have the dubious pleasure of cleaning out all the cupboards, and checking food and cleaning the spare room, where the mice had been sniffing at some of my precious books.

I'm hoping that's it for Mickey!!

Monday, October 03, 2005

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D.
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests.  
I decide to water my garden.  
....As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.  
....As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.  
.... I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.  
.... I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.  
.... So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.  
.... But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.  
.... I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left.  
.... My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.  
.... I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.  
.... As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye -- they need to be watered.  
.... I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.  
.... I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.  
.... I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.  
.... I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.  
.... I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.  
.... So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill
.... Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.    
.... At the end of the day:    

* the car isn't washed  
* the bills aren't paid  
* there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter  
* the flowers don't have enough water,  
* there is still only 1 check in my check book,  
* I can't find the remote,  
* I can't find my glasses,  
* and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.  

.... Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.  
.... I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.  
.... Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.  
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming.

Saturday, October 01, 2005


Do you ever lust after things? I do. I'm not talking hot guys (please), I'm talking toe-curling, absolute-wanting, must-have lust. Clothes, shoes!!

This is kind of new to me. I have never been interested in fashion, or how I look--not really. As long as I don't look stupid (which I have been guilty of in the past), and as long as I'm the right temperature, I'm happy. But now I'm lusting--specifically after boots, specifically after boots in the Boden catalogue (LLBean had lovely ones too).

How sad am I?

September Goals

This morning I got out my goals for the week with a feeling of doom. Then I read them.

1) KOD Announcements--check
2) Banking--check
3) Ironing--check DH!!
4) Chapter 3 WIP--No tick :(

Additional goals were tweaking DH's website, but nothing urgent and I still have today and tomorrow to get Chapter 3 done, so I have hope :). I guess I know myself better than I realize!! Life gets in the way, but as long as your expectations of yourself are reasonable you can make forward progress.

My Friday night was very enjoyable--a curry, red wine and good company. A good week so far :)


Finally got photos to upload again--after switching to FireFox :)