magick musings…

Stole this from Cece

You are the Sad Queen! Somber, quiet, softspoken
and yet beautiful, you hold your subjects in
awe of your silent but forceful nature. You are
jaded and tired of this world because you are
so different from everyone else.Possible
Name: Tristyn Element: Shadow
Color: Grey

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I am not sad. Most of the time.

‘Success is a finished book, a stack of pages each of which is filled with words. If you reach that point, you have won a victory over yourself no less impressive than sailing single-handed around the world’

Sometimes success lies within ourselves. It can be something as small as getting your ‘to do’ list done. Trust me, that is a major accomplishement in my life.

Or it can be your first submission of a poem that is accepted and published. I wrote this poem years ago while going through a relationship that wasn’t working out at the time. It is not poet laureate material, but it was written from the heart and I will remember it always as the first time I got brave enough to submit something for possible publication.

Check it out on Circadian Poems if you want.

~Sandy

1. Someone who makes me laugh.
2. Cold, winter evenings snuggled up by the fire watching a good movie or reading a good book.
3. Bubble baths
4. Knowing that your true friends will always be there for you.
5. Starbucks
6. The smell of a little one right after their bath.
7. Blue jeans
8. New Year’s Day
9. Scrapbooking
10. The joy of seeing someone excited about a dream coming true.

Our RWA writing group had their Christmas party last night and it really rocked! We played the Chinese Christmas game and I won a set of three clear glass candles that are beautiful. I even gave up a chance for Starbucks gift cards for it!

No where near ready for Christmas! Have done nearly nil shopping. And work is picking up so I will have to hustle to get everything done. As usual.

Congrats to Mik for her book sale to Samhain Publishing! Way to go, Mik!!!!

Colin’s new book, Fringe Fantastic, The Poet’s Experience of the 2005 Edinburgh Experience, was released Dec 2. Congrats Colin!

My poem will be featured Wednesday, Dec 7, on Circadian Poems and I am so nervous. Will put a link on my blog that day. Maybe.

The nativity scene was my sainted grandmother’s. It was only 9 inches long, 6 inches high, four inches wide and made out of cheap plastic, but it held court under every Christmas tree in my grandparents home that I can remember.

As a little girl, I would lie on my stomach under the colorful winking lights of the tree, gently touching the tiny figures glued to the stable floor and being fascinated about the Christmas story. Imagining how the parents felt with their newborn lying in the scratchy straw and wondering how they kept from freezing to death, I would make up stories about how I would give them a blanket, or food, or pay for their hotel, or bring them home with me.

Years later, it ended up in my possession. I put it under our tree each year, soon to be hidden by the many packages and holiday wrappings, and forgotten. Just like those Christmases long ago were.

Last year, my son sat on it and it exploded into a million pieces. He was so upset that he had broken the ‘family heirloom’ that I almost laughed.

Almost.

I assured him that is wasn’t worth anything and not to worry about it. But the next morning I found it back under the tree all in one piece. When I asked why he had stayed up half the night painstakingly gluing it back together when we had my expensive ceramic set to showcase. To my surprise, he shared with me how, as a little boy, he used to lie under the lights of the tree and make up stories about the family in the manger.

This year it is under the tree again and everytime I look at it, I think of Christmas at my grandmother’s and how proud she would be of her great grandson staying up all night to redeem something that holds nothing more than sentimental value.

Makes me kinda proud too.

Turkey, turkey sandwiches, turkey pot pie, turkey salad, turkey gumbo…

I think I am as stuffed now as the turkey was. Although we ate Thanksgiving at some dear friends, my husband decided we needed to cook a turkey for the home front. So we did. Not because we love the bird that much, but because we love what you can do with the bird AFTER Thanksgiving. (See above) He loves to make his famous turkey salad – which only he loves – and I love to make turkey gumbo – which I love.

My two youngest sons favorite thing about this holiday is that they get to start putting up the Christmas decorations. We’re talking shades of the Griswalds here. But since work for one of them interfered this weekend, the only thing up when I got home from shopping yesterday was the wreath on the front door (minus the lights which will come later). Of course, they didn’t think to take down the Fall decorations yet.

This is the weekend they also give me their Christmas Lists. We have done this ever since they could write and I have kept them all. Almost every one of them starts with “Dear Santa, I have been good this year…” (Right! Santa wasn’t born yesterday!)

This year my youngest son did it on a powerpoint presentation. Ah, modern technology!

Our server was down yesterday almost ALL day long! Had blogging withdrawals!

Sad that today is Sunday and tomorrow work awaits. Where did the weekend go?

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am so thankful for all my family and my friends. Each one of you are so special in my heart that sometimes it hurts.

My wish for you during this holiday:

May you always have
Walls for the winds,
A roof for the rain,
Tea beside the fire,
Laughter to cheer you,
Those you love near you,
And all your heart might desire! ~Irish Blessing

You Are Pumpkin Pie

Even when people are full – they make room for you. Good or bad, your smell is most likely to arouse a man.

You Should Learn Swedish

Fantastisk! You’re laid back about learning a language – and about life in general. Peaceful, beautiful Sweden is ideal for you… And you won’t even have to speak perfect Swedish to get around!

Not so laid back today…

Had a scary moment for awhile. Yesterday at work, I felt a ‘pop’ in my left eye and then all I could see was bright lights. It lasted about ten minutes and then totally went away. I forgot all about it, but since I was seeing the doctor this afternoon about something totally unrelated, I happened to remember and mention it. Immediately, they got on the phone and made me an appointment to see an opthamologist wanting to rule out a detached retina.

Wow! THAT never even crossed my mind. But as I traveled the short distance to the other office, visions of surgery danced in my head. I don’t have time for surgery. I have so many things I need to do BEFORE Christmas and it is going to take every bit of the month of December to do it. Surgery is not included in my plans for December.

Two things I found out at the opthamologist office. 1) it wasn’t a detached retina (thank the good Lord), but something called ocular migraines. (Never heard of ’em.) and 2) I HATE having my eyes dilated!

Not. Fun. At. All!

Especially when the sun is shining at about a bazillion megawatts.
Especially when I have to drive myself home. :bugeyes:
Especially when I still had to pick the dog up from the vet, the laundry from the dry cleaners, and groceries from the store.

But not having a detached retina is one more thing I have to be thankful for this Thanksgiving!

If you want a good laugh (or have daughters and need some useful information) read Jill Shalvis blog today!

~Sandy

I forgot how two year olds can fight. Over identical toys. They look the same, act the same, sound the same, move the same (the toys not the twins) and yet there must be a minute difference that can only be seen when you are less than three feet high. I played referee all weekend long. But I am still smarter than they are and when I hear “Colby haf’ it first” I know it probably means that Brady was playing with it and Colby can’t find his and wants Brady’s. Or vice versa. So then NaNa spends the next fifteen minutes looking for Colby’s. Or Brady’s. But that is the joy of being a Nana. Plus you can go home after the weekend is over.

I am so off work the rest of the week! Looking forward to Thanksgiving at J & M’s and having the rest of the weekend off. Am planning on doing some serious writing. Plus the girls with our RWA chapter are going to try and get together and go see Pride and Prejudice. You know, I am ashamed to say I have never read the book. Bad Sandy.

So excited that CeCe’s new book is out tonight. Check out the cover. It is so hot! Got my copy already!

~Sandy

Inspired by the above new song by Country singer :cowboy: Bobby Pinson , here is my list:

1. …don’t drive up a steep hill with a new refrigerator loaded in the back of your pickup and forget to tie it down.

2. …don’t hold your keys and the trash in the same hand as you head to the garbage can.

3. …don’t put your purse, your extra set of keys, your cell phone, and your dog in the front seat of the car with the motor running and the windows rolled up and step back in the house for something.

4. …don’t take a drink on a Disneyworld ride and not think it won’t show up on the picture they post on the outside.

5. …don’t fish off the front of a boat in case the driver decides to back it up.

6. …don’t think airlines won’t notice that you are over the luggage weight limit.

7. …don’t slide down a 6 story vertical water slide on a dare. Trust me on this one…just don’t.

8. …don’t win $400.00 on a slot machine and put it all back in.

9. …don’t drool all over a country western star’s hand telling him you have ‘all’ his CD’s when he only has one.

10. ..don’t blog anything you don’t want your husband to read.

Have any you would like to share?

LOST

Loved Lost last night. There is something magical to me when a writer can take a character I don’t care for, even so much as to hate, and make you sympathetic to them. They did it with Shannon and now with Ana Lucia. Now that we’re all caught up with the other side of the island, I hope the plot moves a little faster. And nothing better happen to either Sawyer or Syed!

Other News

Got an acceptance back on my short story I submitted to The Scruffy Dog Review. Really rocks to have that waiting in my inbox when I got home yesterday. They are asking for a few revisions and will definitely work on them this weekend.

Get to see our grandtwins this weekend. Hate the five and half hour drive though. This will be the first time we have been there since hurricane Rita hit so it will be interesting to see what has changed.

LOVE this cold weather. But ask me if I still do come March. Still trying to find the codes to put the local weather on my sidebar.

Have a great weekend in case I don’t get to blog until I get back!

~Sandy