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Friday, December 18, 2009

Angst Free Post

I know... I know... it feels wrong to post something that isn't filled with car-related drama, or whining about how awful the querying process is, or monologues on death, or T driving me nuts.

I got sleep last night. It apparently helps to restore equilibrium in this crazy little world of mine. Depression always makes me sleepy. It's pretty intense. It's a lousy survival mechanism in my opinion. "Things suck. Okay, well, lets sleep on it because that always fixes things." On the other hand, it's not drinking or smoking or swearing, so my mom can't get after me for it. That's always nice.

So, today is a half-day for the kids. I need to run to the bank. I need to pretty-please a friend into printing out a phrase for the bottom of a bizarre etched snowman scene I did on glass yesterday. I still haven't tackled Christmas cards really. Partridge--pear tree. Actually, as T would say, "A cartridge in a pair of trees." Twelve days of Christmas can be both humorous and awful in his tiny, genius hands. Tonight is our church's Christmas party. I should figure out something to bring. I wasn't sure if we'd be in town still, so I didn't sign up for anything. I'm thinking of something chocolatey--which would be easy, but create the quandary of not being able to eat it.

First things first, I need a shower so people don't think I've crawled out from under a rock. I haven't written anything at Flashy Fiction this week either. I'm a writing slacker. I might still mosey that way and punch out some things later, though.


  1. Do you have apples? I've discovered that apple crisp is the easest thing in the world to make last-minute. I love it! And I have a great recipe. If you need one, feel free to email me. :)

  2. Well,I went to bed early thinking I could use the extra sleep, but the youngest woke me up at 5:00 am with a coughing/puking session. Not fun.

    I hope your Christmas party goes well. We're having ours Sunday night after the Christmas play.

  3. Wendy, I think we've all slacked off over at Flashy Fiction. :(
    But, I'm glad to hear you are feeling better!

  4. It's Christmastime. If you can't slack now, there's something wrong with the world. And spring time, I still get spring fever even though I haven't been in school for over twenty years. Wow, I'm old. How depressing? Shutting my cakehole now.

  5. Angsty or angst-free, you make me happy. I hope your party was fun :)