Book

Yea, so after three years of planning and development I thought I was ready to start typing my book. Then I got this other twist and am now thinking about revamping again. Someday I'm going to get it perfect, and the typing will be the easiest part. :)

Sentimental

I have to say that the National Anthem makes me cry. Yup, it does, and not just on special occasions. I really realized this when I got bombarded over the 4th. Everytime I got all misty, ok, more than misty, let's call it drippy. We sang it at church, it was on the radio, the scottish festival played it, and everytime drip, drip, drip. It was really annoying when I was in the ROTC and they played it once a month or whatever. Here I was surrounded by a bunch of macho guys in BDU's (That would be Battle Dress Uniforms, or Camo) and I'm blinking like crazy and trying not to sniff or sob. niiiiiccceeee.

Whether Weather

I just wish that the stupid weather would decide to stop being nasty and start being springy. I don't mind the kinda cool April showers that push the flowers and trees into a flowering frenzy. It's this stupid "warm for three days, snow for 5 days" that I hate. It's warm enough for some quality time outdoors so Kit and I get all excited and say out until I remember that we could get burned and so we retreat into the house for a few hours just to venture out again later that day. Kit loves it outside, so she really loves the warmer weather. We start getting into a pattern (I even got into a waling group with some neighbors) but then it SNOWS!!!! we get two or three beautiful days, the last one gest really windy, then BAM! that night it starts snowing and it doesn't stop for DAYS! Kit wakes up and asks for shoes "shooo" and the dog "g'boey" and then when mom pretends not to notice, she gets her shoes on(sometimes on the right feet), puts on a jacket(usually backwards & inside out), trompes over to the door, grabes the handle, looks at me and says outside "oou-IDE" I get all bundled up, but after a minute outside I realize it's about 20 degrees with a nasty wind, and we can't go out and play. Kit freaks out that I ahve to pull her back inside after an inadequate time outside. Then for 5 days I have to keep telling her "no" everytime she wants to go outside. Whihc of course results in a freak-out, and I stand there giving Kit the "really? are we throwing ourselves on the floor again?" look. It's all quite tragic. Well, it snowed on Saturday (those Conference watchers could see that). Sunday it started clearing. Yesterday it was around 60 degrees today was closer to 70, and now the wind is trying to tear the roof off, and tomorrow through Sunday is supposed to be Wet,Wet,Wet (and cold). Blast it ALL!

Just 'cause

Ok, so I updated my other post and this poor one has been sitting longer. It's amazing that all my pondering comes after bedtime. Most of the time I can ignore it and sleep, but sometimes not. Those are the times I create these beautiful, articulate, spectacular posts in my head. But by the time I am done editing them in my head I am tired enough to go to sleep. Go figure.