Friday, September 27, 2013

Settling In

It's such a pretty night, and I'm doing nothing but listening to beautiful music.  My manuscript went stagnant this week after my blog went MIA.  It occurred to me that it's harder for me to write without my word meter.  Such a stupid little thing, but without being able to see myself progressing, I get discouraged before I even begin.  I'm like a little kid--I need that affirmation.  Now my little ticker is back and I should be able to get a couple thousand words pounded out soon (I hope).

This week was relaxing, somehow.  It helps that I adore my students this year.  Like, all of them, which is rare.  I wish I could retire with this group and end my career on a high.  One thing I find amusing is they are all so eager to volunteer for stuff, even before they know what they're volunteering for.  Today I needed a volunteer to be my "technical assistant."  Here's how that went down:
"I need a volunteer to--"  (twenty hands shoot up in the air, I raise my eyebrows) "--to clean my toilets this weekend and every alternating Thursday." (They roar with laughter).  "Cool, I'll take you, you, and YOU.  Thanks guys!"  
I'd like to say they learned their lesson, but yeah...no.
   
Clint was gone for five days and just got back today.  His schedule is still an adjustment, but it's getting easier.  I can finally sleep through the night now without jumping at every noise.  It helps that the dogs sleep in the house now.  And the rooster, but that's a whole 'nother story.  It also helps that I booby-trap all my doors.   

Okay, I might be a touch on the paranoid side.    

We have a birthday party tomorrow.  It's my little niece (Moo's little girl) who's turning three, but it's a costume party.  I guess that sounds odd.  Every year we have a themed-costume night with Clint's family around Halloween; this year everyone voted to move it up a month because we're all crazy-busy for Halloween.  So they decided to have the costume party for my niece's birthday.  The theme is Enchanted Forest.  I'm dressing up as...well, I don't know what it is.  I picked up the costume last year for 50% off, and it's some kind of purple, girly one-eyed woodland creature/monster thing.  Maybe I'll call myself the "One-eyed, one-horned, flying purple people eater."  Anything can be found in an enchanted forest, right?

Speaking of birthdays, Shan and I celebrated our 35th last week.  I wasn't depressed to turn 35, which surprised me.  I think it helps that I inadvertently roll my sister's successes into my own, and between the two of us we kicked ass this year (I can say that in my blog because I'm an awkward ball of insecurity in real life).  For our birthday, as I mentioned before, we went to the LA County Fair.  It was both fun and not at the same time.  Fun throughout most of the day while we were enjoying margaritas, funnel cake, and shopping; not fun when I got terrible cramps/fatigue that night (three guesses why) and lost the three dresses my parents had bought me for my birthday.  They were all in one bag, and I had set the bag down when Clint and I were talking to a guy about possibly installing an in-ground pool.  When we left the booth to catch up to my family, I realized I had left it behind.  When I ran back to get it, the bag was gone.  I knew for a fact that if I told my parents I had lost it, my dad would want to re-purchase the dresses--which would make me feel even more crummy.  So I decided to lie.  When I reunited with my parents, I forced a cheery smile on my face and said I had found the dresses, and Clint had made me stuff them into my backpack so I wouldn't lose them again.  They believed me and everyone was happy.  Except for Shannon--she walked up to me about five minutes later and whispered "You're so full of it. You didn't find that bag."  I was shocked.  I whisper-exclaimed, "How did you know? I thought I was so convincing!"  She said, "You were.  I just know you."

Twin sisters.  Or therapists.  Either way, *sigh*.

Signing off now to listen to more music.  I wonder if songs of the future will ever be as good as those of the past.  It seems impossible.  Here's an old-school piece I ran into on YouTube--Total Eclipse of the Heart.  This was my mom's all-time favorite song in the 80s.  She rarely blasted music, but she would blast this one, which was much more preferable at the time than Crimson and Clover, over and OVER (also her favorite).  Total Eclipse has got some of that 80s corniness, but wow does her voice and the instrumental get powerful.  I bet you Bonnie Tyler collapsed when she reached the end of this song...it had to be exhausting.  Seriously, it practically blows up near the end.  It's like a gripping story line, with that steady build-up of rising action, until it peaks at the climax and all that intensity explodes...okay, I swear I'm not talking dirty.  Those are the appropriate terms.  Really.

Whatever.  Never mind.

I love these lyrics because they're no frills.   


10 comments:

  1. I saw the costume party pictures on Facebook. You all looked so adorable! I literally laughed out loud at Clints costume. That is awesome!

    I sort of felt like you, not at all worried about turning 35 this year. But, I'm sorry you lost your dresses. That really sucks! But, it sounds like you had fun anyway, maybe? I love the fair but it has been YEARS since I've been to one. The Texas State Fair is here right now, but I don't see that we'll have time and I'm not sure Matt's much into it, anyway. Come to think of it, he's not much into anything. LOL.

    Oh, and I had the exact same problem you have sleeping at night when Matt's not here. He works nights, so I finally, eventually decided I wouldn't be afraid of every little sound anymore and started to force myself to sleep through the night without him. It wasn't at all easy. It helps, though, that I have a handgun and two barking dogs (even if they're small dogs). But, when I'm awake and afraid, I tend to turn on all the lights. It's not economical but, strangely, it makes me feel more secure. So I feel your pain! :)

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    1. You got to see the pictures before me! I just now checked them out. Clint's costume was HILARIOUS--it was even funnier in person.

      I left out the fact that my .38 helps me sleep more soundly at night too because sometimes I think I might sound a little gun-crazy, but definitely YES--it helps a ton knowing it's there. Puts me on equal footing with any would-be perps. You poor thing, having to turn on all your lights. It hasn't gotten that bad for me (yet).

      I think you and Matt would have a great time going to the fair, but only if you had a little extra money to spend. We love looking at all the exhibits, treating ourselves to some famous fair food, and shopping. The dresses were a huge bummer...I'm still pretty mad at myself for losing them. But, like you said, it was still a fun day. :)

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  2. Hey Jojo! I meant to say thanks for revamping our blog with a new URL and title. :-) I meant to a while ago, but I'm seriously going nuts here. By the way, I love that old Bonnie Tyler song. Your last sentence about the climax and stuff made me feel a bit tingly, so you might want to watch how you word things. ;)
    ~Sho

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  3. LOL--the language arts gurus (whoever they are) really need to change the word "climax" to "turning point." Do you know how hard it is to teach elements of plot to 13 year olds while keeping a straight face?

    I know you're going crazy Sho, so no worries! Just do your thing and we'll see you on the 11th.

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  4. I agree. Songs of the future would never beat songs of the past, but I'm really hoping I'd be proved wrong. I mean, wouldn't that be a sort of dystopian future? I love this song too! Though to be honest, I heard it first on a Glee episode, but you've really bought me over to this original version.;)

    And can I say this, you're a beautiful writer. DoT sounds so literal sometimes, so musical. Makes me sit up and pay attention, so I don't miss any beautiful sentence. I want to write like you when I grow up. :)

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  5. And happy belated birthday to both you and Shannon! I'm really curious about the particular day it is but I'll act like I'm not... :D

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    1. That' right, I had forgotten that the song was on Glee. Now I'm going to have to YouTube THAT version too.

      Thank you so much for saying I'm a beautiful writer. Wow--that means so much to me. Where are you at in the MS now? I imagine it's hard to find time to read when you're going through medical school.

      Thanks for the birthday wishes! It's September 23. ;)

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    2. I'm in chapter 9...but thing is it's a hard place to be. I have a quiz on Monday and I'm sure the first thing I'll jump into after that is SPIRALING and not a read-and-pause kind of reading...because it's got to the point where I keep thinking of only Taz and Stryder, and the deadline. Gotta finish it to concentrate on my books. It's actually part of my frustration now, I want to read it but my pharmacology books are staring at me, so I came online instead. Hardyharhar.

      Oh and guess what! My sister's September 25. So close! :D

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  6. Your sis's birthday IS close! But I'm guessing she's in her 20s like you? Not in her mid-thirties like some of us ancient folks? LOL.

    Oooh, chapter 9...I believe that's when "the curse" officially begins.But yes, STUDYING comes first! No touching the story until after your quiz. *uses best lecturing voice* ;)

    Sometime this week I'll be sending you my MS again, just because some of the later chapters got revised a bit. When you get the updated MS, you can ditch the one your reading and switch to the newer one.

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  7. Yes, she turned 21! She's now in the Adult club.

    Sure, you can send it when you're ready and you'll have the notes I made on this one! I'm sooo frustrated.

    I mean, not you. The quiz.

    Good night. :)

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