Monday, December 19, 2016
It never fails…I seem to drop off the face of the planet. BUT I’M STILL HERE!!
I unexpectedly came down with a case of pneumonia. Some of you know how serious that is for me. I have COPD, and the two just clash and try to kill me. I even had to have a nice little emergency trip to the ER one night. As a result, I’m back to trusting my oxygen unit at home again. I keep it hooked up to my CPAP for ease. When I feel too weak, I lie down with it and focus on deep breaths.
I think this was all brought on by spreading myself a little thin the month of November, exhausting myself, and then the way the crazy Southern weather fluctuates. Or, one of the kids picked up a germ or two and brought it into the house. My immunity levels are nearly non-existent, so of course I’d catch a bug and it turn near fatal.
So, there is the explanation of my rather sudden disappearance.
I have something really wonderful to share however, that will take me offline again next week after the 25th. But with that brief absence, I will be back with my new baby!
Here is the story…
ChesterAnn (aka Fat Cat) died last year, as some of you know, and it devastated me. Since then, I have gotten three other cats. I love each and every single one of them. My baby though, is BaxterMarie. She’s up my butt in and my business all the time.
Some of you are also well aware that my best friend lives all the way out in New Mexico. Well…a small kitten, too young to even be weaned yet, showed up around her house crying. It was very feral. However, being the animal lover my best friend is, she set up a crate shelter in the inside of her garage next to the door and kept the garage door cracked for the kitten to find its way there and keep warm, and to finally have some food.
Upon finally seeing this little kitten, she snapped a quick picture of it and sent it to me. I swear, it is ChesterAnn reborn.
So, come the 26th, I will be on the road from Alabama to New Mexico to 1. See one of the most influential people in my life and 2. to pick up my new (old?) kitteh. My best friend swears it is ChesterAnn reincarnated, and was sent to her to bring us all together, and I am in with that belief. The resemblance is uncanny, the attitude as well. The kitten isn’t as feral as first thought, though is rather shy of people.
I’m super excited. I’m sure all my other cats will hate me for a bit for bringing another baby into the house, but they need a sibling.
BaxterMarie will have the biggest adjustment as I bottle feed the kitten and wean it properly.
Happy Holidays to all of you…my friends and followers. All the best to you and your families.
Be sweet, my lovelies.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
So, as you all may know, I bought one of those dandy storage barns to clear all the boxes and whatnot out of my third bedroom to make it habitable once again. I also did the same for the rest of the house since I seem to horde things.
My mistake was thinking I could handle everything on my own. Not taking my current spinal injury into account, I seem to have overdone it. On one of my trips to the storage barn with boxes loaded in my arms, I fell backwards out of the barn (it has a sizeable step and I have no cinder blocks at the moments to make a makeshift set of stairs).
So, pain is in full force. So much so, that at 5am this morning, I was huddled over my desk, near in tears, from the pain. And I have a very high pain threashold and rarely cry. I ended up taking two of every pain killer I have and dragging myself to bed when they started easing the pain. And when I say ‘dragging myself’…well…if it were not for walls to hold on to, I very likely would have had to crawl on hands and knees.
I have not been called with my MRI date as of yet, so I have no clue when this surgery is going to go down. I am thinking January. Another whole month of this pain. Sure, I could take it easy, but thats just not me. I have 3 kids living here with me now (kids = they are pushing 30 ) and I feel I have to take care of them all. Only one is mine!!! But, I tend to be a mother goose. That being said, you need to understand that I like my house kept a certain way. Wipe down all the counters, dont leave the bread bag open, CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF…and clean as you cook. Put things back where you found them.
This is not happening in my house, adding to my stress and tension. I dont want to be mean or rude, especially to my new sons, but lawdy, my own child knows these things and is not conveying to them just how important my routines and way of doing things is important to me. Yes, she can be selfish. Typical of her age, in a new relationship and so on.
I got myself in over my head with all this. I have boxes of things still left to go into the barn, all stacked up in front of the dining room table and patio door. I keep tripping over things. One of these boys could be taking this stuff out for me. I dont care that its raining, and will continue to rain for the next 7 days. (yes, we went from a ‘burn ban’ to a ‘flood warning’ in two days. Only in the south)
I can get no decent writing done. My head cant focus on plotting and whatnot. I am shaking, and I dont know whether its from being chilly, or from being in pain. At 5am, I knew it was from the pain. It felt as if I sat still, my spine would burst out of my back.
Wow…I’m SUCH a whiner today!!!
I’m allowed to whine sometimes, right? Someone tell me its okay…~nods~
Thank you for reading, and send some healing thoughts my way if you wouldnt mind.
Be sweet, my lovelies.
Thursday, December 1, 2016
Well, NaNoWriMo is done for 2016. I exceeded my word count and everything is all happy and smiles.
However, its not the end for me. Tonight I will be hosting a final TGIO party for my group of Wrimo’s. (I’m a Municipal Liaison for NaNo)
Tonight we will laugh, vent, maybe even cry. All while stuffing our faces with pizza and snacks!
And the best news of all – the creativity isnt going to end with NaNoWriMo and the joint venture with the Library system that allowed us to use their facilities for our events.
I have coordinated with the directors of the Library system to host creative writing classes every other month throughout 2017 to bring in new writers and introduce them to their inner creative monsters and to the NaNoWriMo project. Its going to be a beautiful thing.
As for December, however, after tonights shindig, I am going to take the month to myself. I am going to bring all my roleplay gaming characters out of their sleep mode and start to game writing again. I’ve missed my writing buddys and the worlds of the two games I play. Will Genesis finally kill Addison? Will Addison find werewolf biscuits and win the heart and friendship of Genesis? Will Nemesis finally reach her goal of collecting more kittens in Ravenblack than anyone ever? Oh, the things I will write for my beloved characters.
January will see me balancing, with no pressure, between my gaming writing and my continued work on my novel. Streamlining, editing, all that stuff that makes liquor taste a lot better.
I also still have collections of short stories to share. Newly written ones as well! Oh! Lets not forget those little teases of Book Two excerpts either. AND SMUT! Okay, well, not a lot of smut, I know its not for everyone. Sometimes I just feel the need to share my dirty little writings. I CAN write more than horror…I can do romance. Its rough and tumble romance…but you can feel the love….ugh, I ramble…
I’m hoping 2017 will be much nicer to me than 2016 was. Once I get this spinal surgery done I am hoping to be a little more pain free and active. I miss my treadmill at the gym. And swimming. Gosh do I love swimming.
I also have travel plans for late in 2017 to go to Guatemala with my bestest friend in the world to see my mom! So exciting. I’ve got my passport paperwork, and had to wait for an official copy of my birth certificate, but I am ready to get the process started now.
So, I have things to do and people to harass for now.
Be sweet my lovelies…