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  • write to my grandmother every six weeks or so
  • call my moms every month or so
  • cook/eat better
  • clean out and organize my writng/craft room
  • re-institute the cleaning plan
  • publish six books by September 2017
  • reach 120 to 125 pounds
  • walk the dog three times a week

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Thursday, October 22, 2009

More rain... (and other stuff)

...which is really okay. My lawn is loving it, as is my daughter who can't mow when it's sopping wet.

My oldest child got a new job, which is good. We can get her off our payroll, and I think she'll be much happier in a more active environment. She's been hired by a restaurant as a hostess and she'll get a free meal on every shift. Nice.

My son has been transitioned from trumpet to baritone (tuba). Apparently, the two instruments are the same in terms of fingerings and music, and the teacher needed to strengthen the bass section of their band.

My hubby has been in court as a computer forensic expert for the last three days.

And my middle child and me, we've just been hanging in there.
Sunday, October 11, 2009

Time for growing up...

What's a mom to do when she has to start buying her baby pants based on waist size and inseam length?

I didn't think I'd be quite so melancholy about my baby growing up, and by the time he gets through high school and onto college or the military, I may just be ready to let him go or kick him out.

But right now, it's hard some days to look at him and see the young man he's morphing into and not the sweet-cheeked toddler he once was. He hasn't cut the apron strings quite yet, for which I'm grateful. And my favorite words out of his mouth in just that sweet tone are, "Yes, momma." He's still willing to hug me in front of his friends, so we have a bit of time yet...

What makes you wistful to remember?
Friday, October 9, 2009

It's raining, it's pouring...

...but the old man isn't snoring. He's hard at work already.

It's perfect sleeping in weather. The cold front hit and we have delightful coolness and more rain. But that's okay, 'cause this is Texas and we always need rain. As does my lawn.

I'd rather be home cleaning house and writing--

Hope you are able to do what pleases you today.
Thursday, October 8, 2009

A misty, moisty morning...

...when cloudy was the weather.

It's been cloudy, rainy, and warm here in North Texas.

My porch is dripping wet with dew, not rain. I wish it would cool off some, just enough to reduce the humidity.

Ah, well, enough whining...
Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Work, work, and more work...

I participated in an interesting event this weekend: working.

Normally, my weekends are my own and I get to stay home and catch up on laundry, grocery shopping, and writing (such as it is).

But my hubby worked over-time on top of over-time last week to fix the complete cluster**** of a project our employees created the weekend before. I wanted to fire the lot of them, but that isn't necessarily in the best interest of our business at the moment, but it still isn't outside the realm of possibility...

So I offered to my services to my hubby, which he accepted. Saturday wasn't so bad as we worked in our office and had some serious discussions about the direction of our business, its growth potential, and the firing of all employees, save one.

Sunday, however, was another story...we headed out mid-morning to the client's office. I'm not a PC tech, but I'm computer-savvy enough to do things with direction. So, hubby gave me task one, which I completed without too much difficulty. Onto task two, which was not hard, but was time consuming. I finished pretty late, 9:30ish PM. All the while, hubby has been doing other stuff, busy, busy, busy the whole time, stopping only when I ran into a stumbling block.

So ten o'clock rolls around and there's nothing more I can do but keep hubby company, which I do. Along comes eleven and there's still another couple of hours of work he needs to do (remember, complete cluster****), so he finds me a sofa and tells me to sleep.

When I finally wake up it's five-thirty AM. He's finally wrapping up and we are on the way home by sixish.

That was hubby's day pretty much all last week, working to two and three in the morning, driving home, catching a few hours of sleep, but back at the client's by eight...

Yeah, I know...fire them all I say.

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Jen's Glossary of Terms

  • DH = my husband
  • my Brown Eyed Girl = my oldest daughter
  • DD = my Darling Daughter (the younger one)
  • Sonshine or Marching Band Boy = my son
  • NT = the North Texas chapter of RWA
  • RWA = Romance Writers of America