Saturday, August 29, 2015

Werecat Love

My newest project is a werecat story, Werecat Love, which will be published into the Entice me Anthology.
Its set to publish on October 10, 2015

Friday, August 28, 2015

Getting Used to Garbage day

Woke up at six this morning with my little dog making little woofing noises. Like she way saying, I hear a noise and I'm not sure if I should alert you, but it is a concern to me.

I listened and heard a big truck. What would a big truck be doing in the neighborhood this early?


I tore off through the house and out the door, still in my PJ's and my hair frizzed and standing out from my head. I must of looked like the wild woman of Borneo. I rolled out the garbage cans and set them along the curb in front of our house.

The garbageman slowed and watched my antics for a moment then turned the corner and went on.

Shoot! I must be too late. This is the sixth garbage day since we moved into the new house and we're still getting use the routines of the neighborhood, including garbage day pick-up.

Sighing, I went inside to make a cup of tea and wash dishes.

A couple of minutes later I heard the truck again, sounding like it was right out front.

Yes. *fist pump*

He must have been doing one side then came back to do the other.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Blinded by the Light

Hubby was so proud of himself. He spend $160.00 on new light bulbs, since our PG&E was high, to save money.

After he installed the new bulbs, he takes us into the bathroom and said look what I did, then he turns the light on instantly searing our eyeballs.

SIL stumbles out of the room. "Jesus. I think I now know what Moses saw on the mountain."

My eyes had a blurry spot on them for an hour.

I couldn't write and had to do something else for a while until they cleared up.

 "Oh, and good for you, dear. Good work," I said while I keep my eyes cast down so I don't go blind.

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Back Pain

My back hurt really bad yesterday. I moved some boxes and it went out again. It was one of those can't walk, lie down or breath without it hurting backaches. And hubby and I had some errands to run. Thank goodness my husband drove, because I don't think I could. I had to hang onto my husband's arm just to walk.

Uh, pain.

After the last errand, hubby wanted to get us both a smoothly at the mall. I suggest we have a massage while we're there, maybe it'll help my back.
Well, we couldn't find them. The massage place had been replaced by massage chairs. So I had a massage in one for five dollars. My husband went shopping while I tried to relax. He talked to the store clerk and she told him where the massage people moved to. OMG, we walked right past them.
*eye roll*

So both of us had a massage. I told my masseuse where it hurt and he did his best. Still hurt when he was done, but I was more relaxed and he did get some places to slip back in. This morning my husband wanted me to bend down and look at a patch of wood in the knee hole of my desk that had gotten pushed out. I thought I'd do something bad to my back, but instead bending down was the best thing I could do. 

The spot on my back that had been giving me fits slipped right back into place as easy as you please.