Quote of the Day:
Why do writers write? Because it isnâ€™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 itâ€™s Monday again. Why, oh why, does Monday have to come around every bloody week? I think itâ€™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 â€“ 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 itâ€™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. Thereâ€™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 â€œMOM!â€ 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, Iâ€™d get a foot in my side or heâ€™d bounce around. He didnâ€™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 complexâ€™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.
Itâ€™s always an adjustment for me after having him all weekend. I canâ€™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 â€“ go check it out. I have added an excerpt page for Ransom & Fortune so if you just canâ€™t wait for the serial in just over a month, you can get a sneak peak.
Anyway, I sometimes get depressed discovering Iâ€™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, Iâ€™ve decided to sign up for online dating.
For grins I thought Iâ€™d just test the water and see whatâ€™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, hereâ€™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 Iâ€™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. Wouldnâ€™t it be nice if I could find Mr. Hockey Player? 😉
And for the record, itâ€™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 Iâ€™m complaining. Heâ€™s super sweet and I like kissing his little head. Heâ€™s always much more needy of my attention after the Sweetie Boy has been here.
I suppose this entry is way long enough, so Iâ€™ll shut up now. Before I go, my good friend Leigh has a brand new home for her blog. Check it out here!