It got cold!

The weather turned from 70 degrees to 38 degrees (with a windchill of 25) and we actually got snow flurries, freezing rain and sleet.

It’s supposed to be warm again this weekend. Go figure.

I love Texas.

March is definitely in like a lion. Actually more like a polar bear. It’s been very windy, too. And here Mother Nature was tricking us into thinking it was Spring. Uh huh.

I think the hardest months of the year for me are January and February. Not sure why that is, but I suspect it has something to do with starting off a new year. It takes me that long to get acclimated.

I’ve been going through some personal drama lately. Ever feel like you’re the rope in a tug of war? I feel like that sometimes. Mostly, it’s self induced. But some of it is from outside forces. I think I’ve surmised that even though I may have a couple of men in my life whom I really enjoy spending time with, ultimately, I won’t “end up” with either. Ultimately, I’ll end up staying single. And you know, that’s really kind of okay with me. So I’m just taking it all for what it is – total face value. No more reading between the lines or analyzing every little word to death. It is what it is and nothing more.

I have a date tomorrow night – dinner and hockey. This will be with Man #2 (I think I’m just going to lose the boyfriend tag altogether since it doesn’t really fit). Man #2 and I have already broken up once and now we’re testing the waters again. I’m sure I’ll regret I opened that can of worms again, but we’ll see how it goes. I seem to have a knack for picking unavailable men, emotionally or otherwise. Go me.


I’m working away on the new book. I’m close to busting the 10K mark. Last night didn’t turn out exactly how I thought it would and I ended up writing most of the night. Well, that and I got my newsletter out. Yes, I know. It’s late. But, hey, it’s out!

I’m pretty excited about this book, still. I like Delilah’s voice a lot. As I was writing a scene, I realized what her story comes down to – she has to chose between the Bum of Yesterday and the Rich Guy of Today. We’ll see where she ends up. It could really change the blurb I had all prepared, but that’s okay. I’ve never been one to plot anyway, so why start now? 😉

That’s about it for me. I’m off to work. One more day and then I get to stare at hockey boys… yay!

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.