For my unborn niece or nephew. That's right: yours truly is going to be an auntie. And obviously I cried for 20 minutes when my sister told me.
"Why You Should Never Look at Accidents"
He drove on down the highway, glancing out the window to his left, when he collided with the car in front of him, both vehicles disintegrating into smithereens.
He rolled out of the wreckage, feeling an immense amount of pressure on his arm, when it fell off.
He sighed, wishing that hadn’t happened in front of all these people.
“Man. I wish that hadn’t happened in front of all these people,” he said.
“Hey dude, you okay?” the man he’d run into asked, holding his head up on his shoulders.
He shrugged. “Eh.”
Across the divider, where drivers were headed northbound, cars had slowed to a stop to stare at them in awe.
“Look, nothing to see here,” he said, waving them on with the arm that was still attached as the other guy called an ambulance.
But the onlookers refused to listen. They continued to gawk at the armless and headless men.
“Please keep moving. This is all really very embarrassing for me.”
As if he hadn’t said anything, they continued to stare.
“Kindly keep moving? I’d prefer no one saw me like this. There’s blood everywhere. And I might have pooped my pants.”
He sighed when everyone remained where they were.
Two miles away, impatiently sitting in bumper to bumper traffic, a talented young writer was eager to get to her loving boyfriend, whom she hadn’t seen in a week. But because she was so infuriated from being in traffic as long as she had, she exploded. And when the world lost such an amazing person, it exploded. And that’s why you should never look at accidents.
And yes, I'll be posting my short "Why you should never look at accidents" later today when I'm at my computer. Because it has never been so relevant. If I remember. Remind me.
Which should actually be my twice a day ritual, but I don't want anything to interfere with my synthroid and such. So, what I do is I start with montelukast: the smallest of the bunch. Then it goes my pituitary support. Then hormone protect, then magnesium, then PMS support - Big Bertha and Little Daddy. They're massive and take the most water and food to choke down. And then I'm done! And do it all again the next night.
I have started doodling some calligraphy, writing out some of my favorite quotes from my books. Take a peek - and hopefully soon I'll have more up. Hope you like!
We decided to have a sleepover in the living room Saturday night so in the middle of setting up there was a cuddle session. Obviously.
The best thing that ever happened to me. I'm thinking about sending them Christmas in Woodbridge to turn it into a movie. Also it's going to be available this Christmas again but to own, I'll make it into the ush: eBook, paperback, and hardcover. But not till after Thanksgiving. It's too early to be getting into the Christmas spirit when it's not even Halloween yet.
In paperback and hardcover. eBook by tonight I think, I've been running through the manuscript with a fine-toothed comb and converting all morning so I'm going to take a break and work on my cooking scrapbook.
I'll keep you posted.
I never watch Hallmark Channel other than during Christmas but nothing else was on and I was somewhat intrigued by what was playing. And it's pretty great. I'll have to work this channel into my routine more often...which will be doable more than ever, I'm not scheduled for a week. But as I'm sitting here I keep thinking about all the Christmas premiers I watched last year and all it reminds me of is having to stay up all night during a reverse reaction to Zoloft, which I was taking in hopes of kicking the severe anxiety put on by Hashimoto's Thyroiditis and having excruciating stomach pain and diarrhea.
Hopefully this Christmas is better.
Had these baked tomatoes at a German restaurant we went to once and have been wanting to try them so I finally did; also I'm kind of working on photographing recipes for my paleo (kind of) recipe book. That's what I'm actually calling it. "Paleo (kind of) Recipe Book." They were delish. If you're looking for a healthier version of pizza it tastes just like it.
I've been eyeing these little dishes at work for quite some time now and finally decided to buy them. With my employee discount it ended up being a better price than Goodwill, which is rare, but when it happens it's quite exciting. I even used recycled wax; so this project cost roughly $4.
Been waiting for this since last season. Seriously. I saw it at TJ Maxx last year, had my usual "But do I need it now?" and came back a few months later to get it and it was no longer available. Obviously it's available all the time anywhere but at that price? Only seasonal at TJ Maxx. I'm a maxxinista.
We just finished Malcolm in the Middle, I'm alone in my room, it's quiet, I've just lit my candle, and now: it's writing time.
Made some baked pears in honor of autumn:
Preheat to 350
Bake for 30 mins
Serve with vanilla ice cream/whipped cream
Bent over to plug my laptop in after a long day writing when my phone fell on the floor. Picked it up to find this:
And thought I might as well give you a writing update. I'm almost to 80 pages which means we're in the homestretch (you know me; when the bulk of the story is out in the open I end it like a firecracker. Meaning it ends super duper fast. And amazingly). So it should be up and running once I go back and add some stuff as it's just got its' skeleton right now. But I will say I already have another story I'm thinking about, too. This is the most exciting day ever.
Found this "blood jewelry" while pinteresting Halloween. It just looks like someone had a thyroid removed.