Friday, February 17, 2012

Sick of it

I'm friggin' sick of this. C'mon, Facebook, it's been days now. Get your friggin' act together!

Your former friend,


Tuesday, February 14, 2012

All you need is love

On this Valentine's Day, I find myself singing in my head: "All you need is love, waa waah, wa-wa waah..." An old Beatles song that you can listen to here.

But is that true? Is love really all you need?

Obviously we all need food, shelter, clothing, the basic necessities. In addition to that, I've always found I need some sort of sense of purpose, some meaningful work, be it paid or volunteer. And a little appreciation for what I do.

Chocolate doesn't hurt, either.

For me, love is the icing. And how lucky I've been.

How about you? Is love all you need?

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Excuses, excuses

I still haven't even looked at my romance novel yet.

And I have good excuses. First there was the whole Kindle Fire debacle. You can read about it here.

Then, well, I had to pick up soup.

Then, well, I had to go to church.

Monday, my day off, I had to rest and read.

Yesterday I had to work, and then when I got home I had to take a nap.

Okay, pretty pitiful excuses. But today I've got a really good excuse... I feel terrible.

It's just a cold, but I feel too awful to do anything except sit and stare at the wall. Or maybe the TV.

Here's hoping I'll feel better tomorrow.

Then I'll have to think of another excuse... :)

Friday, February 3, 2012

Curses, foiled again

I had the best of intentions.

We had to go up to the mountains for a few days to move my mother-in-law, affectionately known online as "mildew," into a permanent nursing home. Sad.

While up there, we stay at mildew's house, which has been sitting empty for months. It's up in the middle of nowhere, and we've discontinued the satellite TV service, so no TV. And even worse than that, no cell phone service. Hey, when I say middle of nowhere, I mean it!

So before we left, I converted the chapter-and-a-half of the romance novel I've been working on into kindle format and loaded it onto my Fire. My intention was to read it over a couple of times to get myself back into the mood, and hope for a visit from the muse. I didn't wanna lug my computer all that way, but the Fire is a good all-round, game-playing, reading technological marvel.

So the first evening, I pulled out the Fire, opened it up and... no story. Everything else was there, including a half dozen pictures I'd loaded at the same time.

What the heck?

So anyway, in spite of good intentions, I haven't even read over what I wrote two years ago. I'm no closer to working on this romance novel now than I was three days ago. And it wasn't my fault!

Of course now I'm home, with my computer right here, so no more excuses, right?

I'll think of something... :)