Saturday, July 28, 2007
Emotional eatingI'm on the high side of the 30 pounds I've gained and lost at least 10 times in my adult life. I blame it on work, which has been extraordinarily stressful, but I wonder if I'd be doing food overload even if work was going okay--in which case would I say I'm just fat when I'm happy?
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Counting down...It's getting down to excitement time for the book and me. I got my free copies in the mail day before yesterday and have been like a kid on Christmas morning every since. Now the site's up--isn't it pretty?
The book won't be out for a month or so. It's kind of like when the kids were little and it didn't seem as though time moved along very quickly (you remember, when you didn't sleep through the night for something like 17 years), but then all of a sudden they were grown and gone. I'm anxious to see this "kid" on the shelves, but not anxious to see it gone!
Hope you're having a good summer!
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Oh, my gosh, a blogAll I've ever done is send in comments, and then only after I misread the security code a couple of times and had to start over.
So, what would you like to talk about? Husbands? I have one of those, have had for 36 years. I've about decided I'll keep him, though there are still days I wouldn't mind loaning him out--a feeling that is entirely reciprocal, I might add. Duane was and is my hero, the father of my kids, a wonderful grandpa to our six grands (stick around--I'll send pictures!), and a musician whose voice and guitar give me heart's ease whenever I hear them.
Or maybe you like cats. I do. We have two, Gabe and Jessy, or maybe I should say they have us. Since I'm housekeeping challenged anyway and don't want to mess with either a litter box or cat hair on the furniture, the cats live outside. This means that the front porch is required to give them all the comforts of home. They have a nice insulated house out there (it's a doghouse, but we haven't told them that), several sets of feeding dishes, toys, and brushes. They also have the porch swing (it's a people swing, but we haven't told them that, either), an entire set of lawn chairs, and a glass-topped table that Duane insists they don't sleep on. (We have told them that--they don't listen.) The cats have long hair, so naturally the front porch does, too. It's a nice porch, really. Just don't go out there wearing black and for heaven's sake, don't sit down!
We can talk about writing if you like, about what it's like to try to start a new career when you're 56 and kind of tired. But mostly, we can just talk. So get comfortable and tell me about your day--I'd love to hear it.
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