Press Release

Quote of the Day:
Why do writers write? Because it isn’t there.
– Thomas Berger

Press release is out! Actually, I must have lost my mind because the release was out Sunday not today! DUH! You can see it here.

Okay, so it’s Monday again. Why, oh why, does Monday have to come around every bloody week? I think it’s my most hated day.

Sunday was good, although I guess I was having a day because everything and everyone was getting on my nerves. We had a slow start to the day – or rather I should rephrase and say it was an early THEN a slow start to the day. Since I live in a one-bedroom apartment these days (I really like it and it’s totally cute and I love it because I got to decorate just the way I wanted), I have to share the queen size bed with Sweetie Boy when he comes over to stay with me. Normally, this is okay. But Friday night, that kid was a bed hog in the worst way. There’s nothing like having small feet in your kidneys at 3 am.

So, Saturday night, I decided to just give him the bed and I would sleep on the futon in the living room. This was fantastic, as I slept like the dead until about 5 am when I got a frantic “MOM!” from the bedroom. He came hauling ass out of the bedroom and dove onto the futon with me and said he was scared in that room all alone. Then I felt bad. So we cuddled for a minute and then we went back to bed.

Every time I tried to doze off, I’d get a foot in my side or he’d bounce around. He didn’t want to go back to sleep but I told him it was way too early to be getting up. Finally! He went back to sleep as did I and we got up about 8:30.

Then I cooked bacon and it stunk up the place. Ew.

We went to the mall and walked around a bit then it was off to the park so he could play a little. It was super windy out though, so we headed back home and he watched a movie. Clearly, he was bored so we walked over to the complex’s playground. There were two boys there already playing and he got to play really hard. About that time, it was time for him to go home.

It’s always an adjustment for me after having him all weekend. I can’t quite figure out what to do with myself. I rambled around the apartment for a little bit, and then I updated my website. That reminds me – go check it out. I have added an excerpt page for Ransom & Fortune so if you just can’t wait for the serial in just over a month, you can get a sneak peak.

Anyway, I sometimes get depressed discovering I’m all alone again. Sometimes I just want to sit down, put my head in my hands, and weep. But I know that will accomplish nothing so instead, I sit down at the computer and I tinker with the website, get online, read email, read forums, read blogs. How pathetic, I am.

In other news, I’ve decided to sign up for online dating.
For grins I thought I’d just test the water and see what’s out there. You know, kinda like sticking your big toe in the pool before jumping in. So, anyway, I first logged into Yahoo Personals. Guys, here’s a tip for you. Photos of yourself where you look like an escaped convict are not appropriate. Also, self portraits that remind me of the Blair Witch Project are clearly a no. Perhaps my standards are too high and I’m looking for Mr. Hot & Sexy when clearly only Mr. Mediocre exists. I may continue observations on online dating as I have them. Who knows, I might find Mr. Right instead of Mr. Right Now. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could find Mr. Hockey Player? 😉

And for the record, it’s exceedingly difficult to type of a very large kitty cat on your lap. But Sampson insists on sitting in my lap and purring his little head off. Not that I’m complaining. He’s super sweet and I like kissing his little head. He’s always much more needy of my attention after the Sweetie Boy has been here.

I suppose this entry is way long enough, so I’ll shut up now. Before I go, my good friend Leigh has a brand new home for her blog. Check it out here!

By Michelle

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