And this one time, in band camp....

Okay, I have nothing important to say here, so be warned. This post will mention nothing you need or want to know, consider it a warm up, a "where's my brain" exercise.

Some bits and pieces of my day--

I had two pieces of doublemint gum left and the ghost stole it from my office, then two drawers in my kitchen were open. I should probably look in there for the gum.

This is sad, but I like to go to my bank in the morning for free coffee, cookies, and dog biscuits for Buddy Holly. But it's Lent so no cookies for me, even if there were cookies there, which there were not, but I had the coffee.

3w2ew -- my cat just stepped on the keyboard of my new laptop. Nice.

After writing about my ghost, I just found my gum (I kid you not), in a drawer, though not in the kitchen.

Tonight driving to the $1 store I thought about Bush's No Child Left Behind Plan. If I'm understanding it correctly, the schools that do the *worst* lose funding. Shouldn't be the other way around? Shouldn't schools that are having trouble be given more money so the kids can have tutors, counselors, etc? Maybe it's just me, but I think we've skimmed the icing and the cake off of our schools and are not just left with the crummy crumb-filled plate.

Things our waitress said at dinner: That stinks. You can't screw up ice cream.

***We liked her .

Soon I'll have good news to tell you, but it's not about a second book or a second child.

I received Mary Biddinger's book PRAIRIE FEVER in the mail and it's lovely! I'm looking forward to sitting down with it (on my red chaise) and diving in.

Sometimes I fantasize about condos or small cabins.

Tonight I'm proud of my golden retriever.

Happy Daze. . .

Update--


I'm feeling better and trying to find a poem to bring to my workshop tonight. My poet friends always make me feel better about things. We have about a 20 minute drive to the island (there's a bridge, we're not in a magical boatcar) and these talks can sometimes become my inexpensive version of therapy.

Though I said I might delete that last post, I won't because I'm working on being more vulnerable. I know, that's not much, but it's what it is. I like thick walls and thicker skin. I always liked Leather Tuscadero better than Pinky, just as I preferred Kristy McNichol over Tatum O'Neill in Little Darlings.

The Eyes Have It-

For those of you keeping track of my December eye issues, I had an eye appt. today and my eyes are almost completely back to normal. I'm back with 20/20 vision and my right eye shows barely any signs that there was an issue, the left eye shows a bit, but things are looking (no pun intended) good. I'll be back in for another MRI this month-- bring on the tube of relaxation.

The Good Book--
I mentioned recently I've read a great book and I'll post more on it soon, but I'll give you the title: Mary Pipher's Writing to Change the World. Quite remarkable. Here's a quote from it:

If we are not discovering new territory as we write, we will not be able to offer our readers fresh vistas.

There will be more of this book to share... coming soon to a blog near you...




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