I'm writing earlier today since I'm going to be gone during my usual posting time. Spending the night with my Mom, so she won't be alone.
I've been writing this morning. Invented a futuristic car today, interesting little car if I should say so myself. If I ever decide to try my hand at drawing maybe I'll do a sketch of it.
It's Easter weekend. With the whole family on weight watchers that means not as much candy as before. For candy my daughter asked for a chocolate rabbit, small bag of chocolate Easter eggs, and a bag of apples(she's an apple monster). Son #1 wants a family size bag of doritos, whoppers, and a Cadbury premium dark chocolate bar. Son #2 can't talk but if he could I know what he'd ask for: a kitkat bat. a reese bar, bbq Pepperidge crackers and a box of macaroons. Everything will be eaten in moderation of course. Not much candy if you consider the overload we use to get...good for me both health wise and moneywise.
When I was younger my mom use to hide Easter eggs and big nest and buy us gifts and candy galore. I remember one easter my mom bought me a get in shape girl set, I was on cloud nine. i still have the tape and the ribbon some where packed away. Then as we got older we opted for a weekend out of town that weekend instead.
Well going to write a bit before I have to leave.
~R
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Thursday, March 28, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
My Brother Stole my Writing Time...and Frenchys, of Course
So this morning I had to take my daughter to the dentist, we left an hour and twenty minutes early so I could have some time in to frenchys #1. Son#2 was in desperate need of some t-shirts for school, since he stains up ALLL his t-shirts and I can not get the stains out of them for the life of me. (ANY TIPS ON REMOVING GREASE (PEANUT BUTTER, MARGARINE,) STAINS FROM T-SHIRTS, DROP ME A LINE IN COMMENTS BELOW). On the way to frenchys my daughter says to me. "I really hope I find something nice at frenchys, so I can at least have something good about this trip!" She absolutely hates the dentist, works herself up so bad over it that she actually gets a headache, and gets so dizzy...pretty much ruins her whole day.
Anyway, so we go to frenchys and she comes out happy as a lark! Why would a girl who's going to be 16 in about 3 months come away from a used clothing store happy? You'd think because she found some cool clothing, or shoes, right? Nope, she found a skelanimal (this one), two pokemons (a Pikachu and a mantyke), and her biggest find of all a plush backpack Gir...all for under $5(together). To her that was a happy trip! In her defense at frenchys #2 she left with a pair of jeans, and two jackets, so she did get some clothes. And as suspected she left the dentist with a raging headache.
We came home and after chatting and eating dinner, I had 1 hour left to write, only to get up stairs and have a message waiting for me from brother #4...so there went my writing time, but I always have fun chatting with him so it wasn't a total loss.
I did get a bit of writing done tonight, and I'm heading off to do some more...on to a new chapter.
~R
Anyway, so we go to frenchys and she comes out happy as a lark! Why would a girl who's going to be 16 in about 3 months come away from a used clothing store happy? You'd think because she found some cool clothing, or shoes, right? Nope, she found a skelanimal (this one), two pokemons (a Pikachu and a mantyke), and her biggest find of all a plush backpack Gir...all for under $5(together). To her that was a happy trip! In her defense at frenchys #2 she left with a pair of jeans, and two jackets, so she did get some clothes. And as suspected she left the dentist with a raging headache.
We came home and after chatting and eating dinner, I had 1 hour left to write, only to get up stairs and have a message waiting for me from brother #4...so there went my writing time, but I always have fun chatting with him so it wasn't a total loss.
I did get a bit of writing done tonight, and I'm heading off to do some more...on to a new chapter.
~R
Friday, March 22, 2013
ahhh The bliss of writing without blocks...and chickens :s
I'm loving this writing frenzy. Having so much fun getting to know my characters. I think I'm enjoying the antagonistic characters as much as I'm enjoying the protagonist. I have this weird character trait of one of the protagonists that makes him so fun, and bit funny to write.
I went grocery shopping tonight and broke down and picked up a new microwave too...our old one can not be too safe, the lining inside is so worn.
I took my oldest son with me shopping, he is a hoot to take shopping, keeps me laughing. He doesn't stop talking the whole time, and usually it is about stuff that I have 0% interest in, but I nod and play along. We went to a house just outside of town to pick up a pair of pants I'd bought for my daughter. I pulled into the yard and she had chickens and roosters walking around her yard. I freaked out! I stayed in the van hoping the woman would notice and come out, but she didn't. I told my son, "I'm just going to get out and hope the chickens leave me alone." I stepped out of the van. They were just going about there merry way, so I thought, "okay this is gonna be alright." Until I started around the house for the back door, and then they started following me. I was freaking out, so I took off on the run to the door, knocked once quickly. and then just opened the door and invited myself in. The man kind of looked offended by that too. :) I got the pants and went on the run back to the van, the chickens and rooster running full speed behind me, clucking. And sure enough I got in the van and my son was laughing his head off. As soon as we got home it was the first thing he told my husband. Glad he was entertained, however I'm traumatized! Aghhh I hate chickens!
Overall a good night, if you can forget the chicken ordeal.
~R
I went grocery shopping tonight and broke down and picked up a new microwave too...our old one can not be too safe, the lining inside is so worn.
I took my oldest son with me shopping, he is a hoot to take shopping, keeps me laughing. He doesn't stop talking the whole time, and usually it is about stuff that I have 0% interest in, but I nod and play along. We went to a house just outside of town to pick up a pair of pants I'd bought for my daughter. I pulled into the yard and she had chickens and roosters walking around her yard. I freaked out! I stayed in the van hoping the woman would notice and come out, but she didn't. I told my son, "I'm just going to get out and hope the chickens leave me alone." I stepped out of the van. They were just going about there merry way, so I thought, "okay this is gonna be alright." Until I started around the house for the back door, and then they started following me. I was freaking out, so I took off on the run to the door, knocked once quickly. and then just opened the door and invited myself in. The man kind of looked offended by that too. :) I got the pants and went on the run back to the van, the chickens and rooster running full speed behind me, clucking. And sure enough I got in the van and my son was laughing his head off. As soon as we got home it was the first thing he told my husband. Glad he was entertained, however I'm traumatized! Aghhh I hate chickens!
Overall a good night, if you can forget the chicken ordeal.
~R
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Good writing, good food, Crazy Family
I woke up at 5am this morning with my whole head throbbing...I was so depressed because I was so certain that meant I'd have a headache all day long and all my plans would go down the crapper. Hoping to avoid all that I got up and took two Tylenol...and then did what works for me...warning this is not classy by any means, but I stuck some vicks vaporub up my nose and then wrapped a heating pad around my head. The combination of the three worked, because I woke up feeling fine!
I put child #3 off to school and then started right away to straighten the house. Child #1 and #2 left for school. I finished what I had to do and put chicken in the slow cooker with a blend of herbs so that we could pick it and have chicken soup over the weekend (a favorite of mine and DH).
I headed up stairs at 10am to write, and holy guacamole did I ever have fun, I love days like today when the words seem to be coming faster than my fingers can type. Just before noon I rushed downstairs and put some pork in the oven for stew for supper, and then rushed back up to write some more. 2pm seemed to get here on the double and I ended up having to stop right in the middle of a super fun scene. Ah well in the morning I should be able to get back into the swing pretty quickly.
So when Child #3 got home I finished up the stew and the house was smelling divine, but then DH called and said why don't we save the stew for tomorrow night and head out at 5 to have some Chinese food. So that's what we did. I overate, and now I feel uncomfortable. Been eating like a bird since July 2012, my body isn't use to this much food. The food was good, but this ISN'T a good feeling.
Every time we go somewhere the two older kids don't want to come with us, just this short trip to Digby with everyone talking, and fighting for airtime. made me very grateful they don't come with us all the time. Child #3 (who has autism) did not enjoy the loud chat and was screaming and slapping the back of the seat. My daughter who was setting next to him got the brunt of his anger, so part way home she had to slip into the back seat to get away from him. I know it's not funny, but it made me laugh because Elijah is always so calm during road trips. he loves them, they soothe him and make him so happy, but with my daughters mouth going a mile a minute he was just so overwhelmed.
*yawn*
~R
I put child #3 off to school and then started right away to straighten the house. Child #1 and #2 left for school. I finished what I had to do and put chicken in the slow cooker with a blend of herbs so that we could pick it and have chicken soup over the weekend (a favorite of mine and DH).
I headed up stairs at 10am to write, and holy guacamole did I ever have fun, I love days like today when the words seem to be coming faster than my fingers can type. Just before noon I rushed downstairs and put some pork in the oven for stew for supper, and then rushed back up to write some more. 2pm seemed to get here on the double and I ended up having to stop right in the middle of a super fun scene. Ah well in the morning I should be able to get back into the swing pretty quickly.
So when Child #3 got home I finished up the stew and the house was smelling divine, but then DH called and said why don't we save the stew for tomorrow night and head out at 5 to have some Chinese food. So that's what we did. I overate, and now I feel uncomfortable. Been eating like a bird since July 2012, my body isn't use to this much food. The food was good, but this ISN'T a good feeling.
Every time we go somewhere the two older kids don't want to come with us, just this short trip to Digby with everyone talking, and fighting for airtime. made me very grateful they don't come with us all the time. Child #3 (who has autism) did not enjoy the loud chat and was screaming and slapping the back of the seat. My daughter who was setting next to him got the brunt of his anger, so part way home she had to slip into the back seat to get away from him. I know it's not funny, but it made me laugh because Elijah is always so calm during road trips. he loves them, they soothe him and make him so happy, but with my daughters mouth going a mile a minute he was just so overwhelmed.
*yawn*
~R
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