Quote du Jour:
Life is what happens when you’re making other plans.

I was going to blog about this yesterday but I couldn’t find the words. Imagine that, eh? Ms. Long-Winded/Writer Girl couldn’t figure out how to communicate her feelings and thoughts.

Anyway…

It’s funny how life can take a strange turn and you wind up where you never thought. How you meet someone one day and end up finding a life-long friend or the love of your life. How you rediscover old friends when you thought all was lost. How you learn to forgive yourself for the mistakes you made long ago and even those you love best.

I was just thinking the other day (always a dangerous thing)…on the way home how things happen like that. Just when you think you’ve figured everything out then something else happens. Something or someone blindsides you. And it’s not necessarily a bad thing.

The last few months I’ve done a lot of thinking. A lot of internalization. Trying to rediscover myself, who I am, what I’ve become and where I’m going. Not sure what the answers are yet, but I’m figuring them out. Sort of. I do know I got back a friend I was missing and that’s important to me. I’m working on all the rest of the stuff.

Things have returned to normal (as I said yesterday) in Mik-World. It feels right. You know? Like all’s right with the hemisphere. I don’t feel nearly as out of balance as I have been. Part of that is accepting what’s done. Another part is learning to forgive. Not an easy thing when you’re a stubborn mule like me. Hey, it’s that Irish/Scottish/German/Cherokee blood in me. It all clashes.

Life. I guess that’s all it is. But I wonder… is this all there is to life? Isn’t there something more? Am I destined for anything else? Not trying to get cerebral here. Just thinking (typing?) out loud. I just want so much more out of life and sometimes I feel like I’m falling short. Running out of time. Like if I don’t hurry through everything, I’ll end up dead before I’ve really lived. Isn’t that morbid?

Okay… enough with the downer talk. Here’s some good news. You’ll be pleased to note the counter on the left side of the page … :drum roll please: HAS MOVED. Yes, folks, that’s right. I have finally finished chapter three of Nice Girls Do! TADA!
:woohoo:

Now on to chapter four. Right?

Enough rambling. I’m off to work! WOO

I heart this stuff.

Your Alias Should Be:

Madyson Alessandra

Things are back to normal. As normal as normal is I suppose. The house once again has harmony. I think.

Anyway…

Forgot my thumb drive at the office the other night. Talk about fear striking the heart. Wow. It was a relief to find it still attached to my computer at the office the next morning. I’ve been bad – I haven’t backed anything up in a long while, so if I lost the thumb drive I would lose EVERYTHING that’s of any importance. All my WIPs, completed manuscripts, notes, EVERYTHING. I really do need to back up my work before I get screwed.

Hey I wrote like four sentences! Bad, Mik, bad. That one scene (snippet posted below) flowed so well and so easily for me. And then it all fizzled out. WHAA. I just gotta forget about the world and just WRITE.

Not much else to blog about here. I guess that’s back to normal then! No long-winded post today.

From Nice Girls Do
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Late blogging this morning due to extreme laziness last night and busyness this morning.

Son has a slight ear infection, according to the doctor yesterday morning. I had to wait 45 minutes to visit with the doctor for a whopping 15 minutes. Gotta love that. He prescribed antibiotics and ear drops for him.

Putting ear drops in a 4 year old is like forcing a cat to take a pill. Not gonna happen. We practically had to hold him down and do it while he screamed bloody murder. You would have thought we were killing him. Getting him to drink the antibiotic was just as thrilling. After long minutes of coaxing while he covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head, I finally threatened no Halloween and told him to drink up. Can’t very well have a sick kid go trick or treating. Anyway, that seemed to work and he finally drank his medicine.

So that was the highlight of my wonderful evening.

Yesterday I managed to write about four paragraphs or so on Nice Girls Do. I’ve been so busy lately I haven’t had a chance to really write much. Which sucks. I miss it. I miss being able to delve into my own little world. Goodness knows I need the escape from the real world sometimes.

Woke up this morning with a horrible cramp in my neck. It hurts to move. I guess it’s going to be one of THOSE days. Especially since I have to print nine sets of a 51-page document that is taking FOR-EVER. It needs to be done by noon. So far, it has taken nearly 10 minutes and it’s not even done with the first set yet.

Hope I make it by the noon deadline. Sheesh.

Well, off to work. I guess I’ll entertain myself while I wait for the stupid thing to print.

Quote du Jour:
Et tu, Brute?
–Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene I

Fall is in full force for sure now. Finally Mother Nature has given us a break from the heat. It’s nice here. About 45 degrees F as I write this. I love this weather. I can pull out my favorite boots and my favorite sweaters! And my new boots should be on their way shortly.

What a weekend and end of week. Friday was literally from hell. I’m usually a very calm person, but when things go wrong, they REALLY go wrong. For the purpose of this blog entry, I’m calling the person I’m going to talk about Hilda since it’s work related and I really don’t want to completely bash her. Even though she a Class A Bitch Right From Hell. Even though she completely deserves to be bashed. Right in the head with a blunt object.
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See? I told you I sucked at math.

You Failed 8th Grade Math

Oh no, you only got 4/10 correct!

Short entry here as it’s a busy Saturday. Airport/birthday party/lunch/BBQ. Then I intend to pass out after eating a very large bowl of Starbucks Java Chip ice cream.

More later with a complete recap of the Friday From Hell. :wave:

Quote du Jour:
Losing gracefully is commended but never chosen.
–Mason Cooley

WOW.. what a despicable game last night. Can’t believe the Stars got their butts kicked so bad by the Kings. What happened to our Marty Turco? He was definitely having an off night. Poor guy. Thankfully, I fell asleep toward the end of the game to I didn’t have to witness the complete horror.

I think I have a crush on Bill Guerin. He’s kind of a hottie. Or maybe I’m just a walking hormone. Who knows.

In other news… I got an ergonomic keyboard at work. And you know, I kind of like it. I type like way fast on it. Not that I didn’t type fast before. Still, there’s something about this keyboard that makes my fingers fly. I guess because it’s ergonomic? Who knows. I’m lobbying for a flat screen monitor, but it looks like my chances are slim to none on that one. Hey, a girl has to try, doesn’t she?

Got to the office this morning to find Troll already here. At 7:30 am even. Wow! He was like, “You’re here early.” And I’m wanting to say, “No, dude… YOU’RE here early. I’m always here this early.” Like, duh. Who does he think makes the coffee? (Moi.) Anyway, I just gave him a sweet lil smile, nodded, and continued drinking my Starbucks (I got the Pumpkin Spice Latte today… it was yum).

Writing News
I finally wrote an entire scene yesterday. WA-HOO. It’s part of chapter three in my club. I guess I’m going to go with Legal Limit since that seems to fit. Next I need to decide atmosphere, music, yadda yadda. Definitely dark and smoky so they can get it on in the corner (well, not really…but at least do some serious smooching).

Anyway, hope to get that chapter three finished. I’m setting myself a goal of a chapter a week. That should get me back into the writing gear. And then once I get going on it, I can start writing my chapter a day again.

Still haven’t decided if I’m going to do NaNoWriMo this year. Probably not since I’ve already got a work in progress and I don’t want to stop writing it to do another new project. I sure would like to have a t-shirt anyway, though…
:hehe:

Good luck to all those doing NaNo this year, though!

Tag, I’m It
Tagged by Debra, I’m taking up the challenge:

1. Delve into your blog archives.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas.
5. Tag five people to do the show.

Here’s my 23rd post on April 25, 2005, 11:18 pm: Lost Muse

Fifth sentence: I thought I’d try to relax a little by downing two martinis.

HA. I really don’t drink that often so when I saw this sentence, it totally cracked me up. I was lamenting the fact that I was alone all the time. This would be during the time Husband spent three-four months solid in Baltimore, leaving me to single-mom it. Although he drives me crazy when he’s home, I’d rather he be here than there. Now, wasn’t that all mushy? And as for the title of the post - Apparently, I was going through another non-writing phase. Figures.

Five People:
1. Sandy J
2. Sandy S
3. Leigh
4. Lara
5. Marwa

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