I wrote a chapter of the new book, “A Creed in Stone Creek”. YES! This is going so well that I’m beginning to wonder if little elves weave the story while I sleep or something. (Shades of the aliens who used to mess up our hair in Barcelona while we were slumbering, Sally Jean.) Anyway, the words are there, in my head, when I wake up. It’s almost like taking dictation sometimes.
I did quite a bit of planting, though I did not get my roses put in. As soon as my phone charges, I’ll take a few pictures and post them here.
I had to make room for art, so I did a 6-part ATC, where each of the six cards, once joined, compose a whole picture. I’m pretty proud of it, and I will definitely be posting a shot for you to see.
I totally messed up the kitchen. I am a one-woman hurricane.
I listened to a chunk of “Children of War” on my new iPod. (The old one finally bit the dust, after years of faithful service.) I have been fascinated with the Second World War lately, especially the experiences of ordinary people, how they coped, survived, etc.
I went to Walmart. And JoAnn’s. And Barnes and Noble.
I even played slots over at the casino. No big wins, but I broke even. Trust me, when it comes to casinos, breaking even IS winning.
Oh, yes, and I tried to stay positive. It’s hard sometimes, with all the stuff on the news. Earthquakes. Oil spills. Volcanos. Stockmarket dives.
One foot in front of the other. That’s the only solution this ole cowgirl has to offer. We keep on keeping on. We show up.
It’s a new week. Let’s enjoy every minute of it.