magick musings…

Been so busy with work I haven’t had to blog. Slowly working on my new WIP but need some help plotting. Work is going well and I love it but it is sooo stressful. Always worried if I am going to say the wrong thing to the wrong people. Then it will end up in an email and the poop will start flying. Gaw! Can’t everyone play nice in the sandbox?

Talked to my grandtwins tonight. Well, actually, just Colby. Brady was too busy to talk. But my daughter-in-law (still is and always will be) said that Colby had been asking to call his ‘Nana’ all day. Sweet, sweet, wonderful boy. When he got on the phone the first thing he said to me was that he was ‘feeling grumpy all day”. So funny. I think it is safe to assume he was ‘grumpy’ all day because he missed his Nana.

Just finished The Dream Thief by Shana Abe. It was wonderful! As good as the first one in the series The Smoke Thief. Absolutely wonderful books. Had stopped The Rogue Angel: Destiny by Alex Archer to read it but went right back to it and finished it last night. Not a romance book, but a little on the paranormal side. All about Joan of Arc’s sword. Now started Nora Roberts ‘Morrigan’s Cross’. Did you know that Nora has two books on the bestseller list right now? She is definitely fantastic.

Gotta run. Woo Hoo! The weekend is only one day away!

~Sandy

~Sandy

Happy Labor Day, everyone! It felt heavenly to sleep in a little this morning. Woke about 8:00 which is pretty late for me. Saturday woke to the clock saying 6:25 and I panicked thinking it was Friday and I was going to be late for work. By the time I got my teeth brushed and the water hot in the shower I realized it was Saturday. A little stressed lately, perhaps, Sandy?

So headed back to bed and slept until 9:30. What a treat! The mall soon beckoned with its Labor Day bargains where I bought a few necessities that were on sale for a song. Bought hubby and youngest son a few of their favorite dress shirts that were regularly priced at $44.00 on sale for $4.97. And 15% off that if you used your credit card. How fast can you say ‘charge!’

Made the trip all worth while. I ‘heart’ sales.

Had lunch with a friend where we plotted a book for her and had the best time. What is it when we always get together and can’t stop laughing and getting into things that are just downright funny. Just call us the Lucy and Ethel act. And we plotted the coolest story for an anthology for her. I am so hoping this gets published. It would be shame and a waste not to.

We finally are getting the rain we needed. A soft, constant rain not a storm or deluge. Which is great for the brown grass and dead flowers, but is ruining a lot of Labor Day plans.

I wrote two pages last night on a new story. Couldn’t help myself. Something different I have never done before. It is very rough right now and not sure where I am going with it (imagine that…me…queen of the anal plotters) but it just flowed. I know it sucks right now, but I keep Nora’s mantra a constant in my head…’You can’t fix a blank page’! And who should know better than the Queen herself.

Oh, did you hear about Steve Irwin, the crocodile hunter, being killed by a stingray? My thoughts and prayers to his family. He brought a lot to the world in a very different and interesting way and he will be missed.

Sorry to ramble. It’s just a ramble kind of day. Think I will go work on this new story and find out what it’s all about,

Have a great holiday!

~Sandy

This is a cute story I was sent by a friend!

I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the afternoon and that morning I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30am. I had only just
packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have time to spare.

As most woman do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort. So I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth
that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash “in that area” to make sure I was at least presentable.

I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away.

I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?”

I didn’t respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal…some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc.

After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mommy, where’s my washcloth?” I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.”

~Sandy

…a new artist! And I want some of these photographs for my new office walls!

It is a husband and wife team named John and Deb Scanlan and their website is awesome . And they will be in Dallas the weekend of my birthday. Hey, honey, guess what I want for my birthday?

What do you think? Doesn’t it make you want to visit these places?

~Sandy

…that wet stuff?

We finally got some rain and cooler weather. And, let me tell you folks, why:

My husband washed his car yesterday.
My son washed his car yesterday.
We went to a pool party yesterday.
I left a pair of shoes out on the patio for the sun to dry them while I was gone.

So, because of all that, we got rain. And thunder. And lightening. And more rain.

No thanks needed from the dry north Texas area, just remember us fondly.

…casual writing.

According to Paul Raymond Martin’s Inspiration and Motivation Writer’s Little Instruction Book!

And I quote:

‘Everything you write is an opportunity to practice your craft, whether it’s a sympathy note, a personal letter, an email message, or an anecdote in your journal. Express yourself as well as you can at that particular moment.’

Of course, I try my best to practice my craft. Writing my shopping list is a work of art. I just don’t actually remember to take it to the store with me.

And answering an email to my co-workers takes an hour to craft to make sure the verbage is just so. Unfortunately, by the time I finally get it done, I have six others from them I need to answer. Must write faster…must write faster!

But I did get four pages done over the weekend. Unfortunately, two on one book and two on the other. But I have set a new goal. I don’t dare voice it as I don’t want the evil trolls of non-writing to hear and visit me.

I will be so glad when fall comes. The weather has been hitting over 100 for weeks now. We had to have the air conditioning company come and fix our upstairs a/c and thankyouverymuch, God, it only cost $194.58! He said we needed a new coil but this one should last us over the winter. In case you didn’t know, coils are VERY expensive.

I hope he means this coming winter. That’s what he said last summer. Or, maybe, he thinks it is still summer from last year since we didn’t have a winter this year. 😯

We have some people in from Minnesota visiting at work and they said their nights have been in the 60’s up north. They are still in shock that last night at 8:30pm it was still in the 80’s.

Welcome to Texas, boys. :cowboy:

~Sandy

…you graduate college in Texas:

Your friends take you to a place where they make you sit on a saddle in front of everyone and holler “Yee Haw!”

Congratulations to my youngest son! We are so proud of you!

Got some rain Saturday and it was definitely needed. Was even treated to some thunder and lightening. I love storms. But the rest of the week will be slightly over the 100’s.

Didn’t get much done this weekend except the graduation ceremony and visiting with the twin grandsons. Forgot how busy three year olds can keep you.

Want to say a very special Happy Birthday to Amie! Hope you had a wonderful weekend!

Did anyone get any writing done? Or maybe read something good?

~Sandy

It’s a scorcher out there, folks. Got into my car after work and the temp was registering 108 degrees. School started in a lot of districts and I am not sure how the wee folk can stand it. I can’t wait for my kind of weather. October weather. The fall. When leaves start turning and the air is crisp and cooler and all seems right with the world. And Starbucks comes out with frothy drinks called Pumpkin Spice Latte.

My boss is headed to the Colorado mountains in a few weeks and I am so jealous.

If I could live anywhere in the world, I would live in the mountains. Where would you live if you had your choice?

~Sandy

Wanda’s dishwasher quit working so she called a repairman. Since she had to go to work the next day, she told the repairman, “I’ll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter and I’ll mail you a check.”

“Oh, by the way don’t worry about my bulldog Spike. He won’t bother you. But, whatever you do, do NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!”

“I REPEAT, DO NOT TALK TO MY PARROT!!!”

When the repairman arrived at Wanda’s apartment the following day, he discovered the biggest, meanest looking bulldog he has ever seen. But, just as she had said, the dog just lay there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his work.

The parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing and name calling.

Finally the repairman couldn’t contain himself any longer and yelled, “Shut up, you stupid, ugly bird!”

To which the parrot replied, “Get him, Spike!”

See– Men just don’t listen!

Note from Sandy:
Present company excluded for all those men out there that just might read this blog.

~Sandy