Saturday, November 6, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
So, I'm learning my way here. It's tough to know what to write on a blog everyday. What people are even going to care to read. And of course, I need regularity. I'm going to shoot for two days a week to start. Today, is Saturday, so that wins Day 1. Thursdays, will be Day 2. I'll have to put this on my calendar or I'll never remember.
I'm working on "Scandal" editing. One big thing is that I've changed the name, but haven't decided on a precise title yet. But Heather and I are on schedule and deadline to get eachother's works critiqued. I've cut and cut and cut some more, so I'm down to an acceptable word count. I can definately see an improvement in my work.
On the personal front, my uncle broke is ankle going down the stairs. He's had serious leg injuries in the past and the fall was due to these previous injuries. Fortunately, he's doing well. I guess his ex fell a few days later and broke her leg, going down the stairs. Funny, huh, even though it's not. But after yesterday, it's really not. I tripped coming off my steps--feeling the most excruciating pain I think I've ever felt (next to childbirth) and with my uncle on my mind my thought was, "Oh my God, I just broke my ankle!"
I dropped to the ground screaming, but after a couple of minutes later the pain began to subside a little, so I began to realize that it probably wasn't broken. Thank God, it was only a sprain. But trust me, it's no "walk in the park" either. Still, I'm surviving. And my son is as helpful as a 1 year-old can be.
I'm working on "Scandal" editing. One big thing is that I've changed the name, but haven't decided on a precise title yet. But Heather and I are on schedule and deadline to get eachother's works critiqued. I've cut and cut and cut some more, so I'm down to an acceptable word count. I can definately see an improvement in my work.
On the personal front, my uncle broke is ankle going down the stairs. He's had serious leg injuries in the past and the fall was due to these previous injuries. Fortunately, he's doing well. I guess his ex fell a few days later and broke her leg, going down the stairs. Funny, huh, even though it's not. But after yesterday, it's really not. I tripped coming off my steps--feeling the most excruciating pain I think I've ever felt (next to childbirth) and with my uncle on my mind my thought was, "Oh my God, I just broke my ankle!"
I dropped to the ground screaming, but after a couple of minutes later the pain began to subside a little, so I began to realize that it probably wasn't broken. Thank God, it was only a sprain. But trust me, it's no "walk in the park" either. Still, I'm surviving. And my son is as helpful as a 1 year-old can be.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Legacy
I'm working on my blog, my site will come next, along with my overall web presence. But forgetting all that for a moment, I can't help but think what a legacy we leave for our families and loved ones. I have posts dating back to 2007. Three years of my life documented for the world to see. Granted, I haven't been the best blogger and I am working on that. But the next time you blog or read someone else's think about the legacy that's being left behind. A hundred years ago all you had left of a loved one who'd passed was a memory that faded with time and an ache the didn't. In recent years, we've been fortunate to possess photos to aid in the memories, but today, we have far more. We can have our own thoughts and feelings typed and published for our future generation. So blogging isn't just about changing the world, but changing someone's world. May each blog, someday, be able to do that and truly we will have touched millions.
Monday, May 17, 2010
LOLLIPOP Full Dell Version & Lyrics
Okay, so my sister said I should mention why I have the dell lollipop song vid on my blog. When my son was 8 months or so and they kept playing this commercial on television, he would stop whatever he was doing to watch it. At the time, it was the only thing on TV that he'd stop and watch. He loved the lollipop song.
Monday, January 11, 2010
His mother's son
I love my son dearly, but I must admit I complain because he fights harder than anyone I've ever seen just to sleep! He's four months old. My husband keeps asking what does he possibly think he's going to miss if he closes his eyes to get the much needed shut eye. My answer is I don't know. But after my mother informs I didn't like to go to bed when I should, I realize I'm not so unlike my child. And here I am... up way past my bedtime, admittedly getting some last minute things done, but as I type, I am so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open, my body screams to find a new position... and I wonder if there's one more thing I should do on the net before I sign off. I complain, but how can I blame the child that is his mother's son?
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