Blessed by Heaven
If you saw that weather report for the East Coast, gang, then you know I am blessed by heaven. The week before I went to New York, they had a blizzard. And now the week after I went to New York -- another blizzard! And yet while I was there, the weather was tres magnifique!
Yes. Blessed by heaven. I'm probably blessed by heaven in more ways than I can imagine, but the most obvious way right now is by looking at the weather report.
Here, we have more snow, too, but it's nothing major. Just some flurries that aren't amounting to much.
Tonight, Jay & I are going to see that infamous jazz concert (see post archived below somewhere) that we went to a whole month early back in January! I think this time, we'll skip the expensive dinner at the downtown hotel, thank you very much. Mom was supposed to be coming with us but she has a nasty cold and is opting to stay put tonight. So it's just me and Jay. Probably a good thing we're going out b/c when we hang out around here, we get into nothing but trouble. Last night was another shot at martini madness, which means more cigarettes, and more PIZZA at 10 o'clock at night, etc., etc. But while hanging out in my office by candlelight, listening to whatever songs popped out of my MP3 player, we watched our little rabbit hanging out in the backyard for quite a long time and then a raccoon came to visit and stayed out there, too. Because of all the tons of bright white snow out there, the animals are very easy to see -- although they probably don't realize that we're watching them.
The situation with the big black ants finally became unmanageable. We knew this would happen. More & more of them were finding their ways into our upstairs bathroom and into the white kitchen, where they were incredibly easy to see at all times of the day & night; making us nuts. Finally, Jay had to spray them. He used environmentally-friendly ant spray that smells like cloves magnified by ten thousand (if you can magnify a smell). It takes a couple days for the ants to die so in the meantime, I've been calling it Armageddon around here and freaking out about all the suffering ants and trying not to cry about it. I even had to take a sleeping pill the other night b/c I just can't stand to see anything suffering, you know?
(I know, if I got out more I wouldn't be so obsessive about the big black ants, but I really, really don't like to leave my house unless it's absolutely necessary.)
Okay. We can't wait until it's time to be hanging around outdoors in the yard again. Last night, Jay tried to figure out where he was going to plant his vegetable garden this spring. And of course, I can't wait for all my flowers to start blooming again. And just imagine: by then, not only will the edits finally be done on Freak Parade, but you'll actually be able to buy the book by then, as well. You probably think the novel is just a figment of my imagination, at this point. If I didn't suffer so much from distracting depression.... but, oh well. Onward. We do the best we can, don't we, gang?
Meanwhile, not only did a terrific royalty check arrive this week, and I sold yet another story to my publisher in France, but I also filed my taxes today and am getting money back -- yay! (The upside of not selling as many novels right now as I used to is that I don't owe taxes. How cool is that, gang?) (Well, to be honest, I'd rather owe taxes if it meant I was selling more books, but the century is young, folks, right? Still plenty of time to turn it all around before we check out for good from this mad fever of living.)
Anyway. I'm gonna go get ready for our little outing this evening. And you have a good time, too, wherever you are! Thanks for visiting, gang. See ya!
Yes. Blessed by heaven. I'm probably blessed by heaven in more ways than I can imagine, but the most obvious way right now is by looking at the weather report.
Here, we have more snow, too, but it's nothing major. Just some flurries that aren't amounting to much.
Tonight, Jay & I are going to see that infamous jazz concert (see post archived below somewhere) that we went to a whole month early back in January! I think this time, we'll skip the expensive dinner at the downtown hotel, thank you very much. Mom was supposed to be coming with us but she has a nasty cold and is opting to stay put tonight. So it's just me and Jay. Probably a good thing we're going out b/c when we hang out around here, we get into nothing but trouble. Last night was another shot at martini madness, which means more cigarettes, and more PIZZA at 10 o'clock at night, etc., etc. But while hanging out in my office by candlelight, listening to whatever songs popped out of my MP3 player, we watched our little rabbit hanging out in the backyard for quite a long time and then a raccoon came to visit and stayed out there, too. Because of all the tons of bright white snow out there, the animals are very easy to see -- although they probably don't realize that we're watching them.
The situation with the big black ants finally became unmanageable. We knew this would happen. More & more of them were finding their ways into our upstairs bathroom and into the white kitchen, where they were incredibly easy to see at all times of the day & night; making us nuts. Finally, Jay had to spray them. He used environmentally-friendly ant spray that smells like cloves magnified by ten thousand (if you can magnify a smell). It takes a couple days for the ants to die so in the meantime, I've been calling it Armageddon around here and freaking out about all the suffering ants and trying not to cry about it. I even had to take a sleeping pill the other night b/c I just can't stand to see anything suffering, you know?
(I know, if I got out more I wouldn't be so obsessive about the big black ants, but I really, really don't like to leave my house unless it's absolutely necessary.)
Okay. We can't wait until it's time to be hanging around outdoors in the yard again. Last night, Jay tried to figure out where he was going to plant his vegetable garden this spring. And of course, I can't wait for all my flowers to start blooming again. And just imagine: by then, not only will the edits finally be done on Freak Parade, but you'll actually be able to buy the book by then, as well. You probably think the novel is just a figment of my imagination, at this point. If I didn't suffer so much from distracting depression.... but, oh well. Onward. We do the best we can, don't we, gang?
Meanwhile, not only did a terrific royalty check arrive this week, and I sold yet another story to my publisher in France, but I also filed my taxes today and am getting money back -- yay! (The upside of not selling as many novels right now as I used to is that I don't owe taxes. How cool is that, gang?) (Well, to be honest, I'd rather owe taxes if it meant I was selling more books, but the century is young, folks, right? Still plenty of time to turn it all around before we check out for good from this mad fever of living.)
Anyway. I'm gonna go get ready for our little outing this evening. And you have a good time, too, wherever you are! Thanks for visiting, gang. See ya!
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