If It Don’t Take Two

Sunday morning and I’m not coming down, although that is a great song. The temperature has dropped here; it’s only fifty-four this morning, which is indeed cold for a November morning in New Orleans. I slept extremely well last night under my pile o’blankets, and feel pretty good this morning. Whatever this krud was, it seems to have run its course and all that’s left is the raspy voice….which I can actually live with, methinks. I don’t mind sounding like Kathleen Turner. I have an errand to run this morning, which I’ll do in a little bit. Yesterday wasn’t a good day for me as a football fan; some teams that I wanted to win did (Georgia and Tennessee come to mind), but most of the teams I did want to win did not. LSU embarrassed itself at home yesterday–the less said about that the better–but I knew they were going to lose as soon as I learned the Slovene Hooker was there, LSU had partnered with her “foundation,” and the team was wearing BE BEST stickers. For that alone, they deserved to lose, as they did when the stadium gave her a raucous welcome. Everything they touch dies, you know, and this was all because of our piece of shit governor, the sycophantic Klandry. So the loss was bittersweet;I hate it when LSU loses, but in this instance they deserved to, and I stand by that. Klandry makes it really hard for me to root for my home team, which makes me hate him all the more.

Tick-tock, bitch, tick-tock.

But a disappointing day in college football is a small price to pay for last Tuesday, and I’ll take Tuesday’s wins over an LSU win any day.

We also spent some more time with Black Doves, which is quite fun, primarily thanks to Ben Whishaw, who should get more flowers, and of course, Sarah Lancashire is a gift in everything she does. I can highly recommend the show, and do. I think there are some other shows we want to watch that have also dropped. I also got caught up on The Traitors–New Blood, and am loving Victor, who is the breakout star of the season. There are also some films that have dropped that I would like to watch as well, which is always fun–and I have my Friday the 13th-the Series to rewatch, too. I didn’t really do much yesterday, which is quite shameful, but this morning I think I’ll read a bit before running my errand (groceries), and maybe do some writing, too. Paul will probably not come downstairs until this afternoon, and the Saints game isn’t until noon, so I should be able to get some chores done.

It’s hard to grasp that it’s already November, and almost mid-November, at that. Thanksgiving will be here before you know it, and I’ll have a marvelous four day holiday. This entire year seems to have flown past–the Olympics seem like they were a million years ago, remember that? It’s very strange to me that it will be 2027 in no time at all; how is that even possible? Heavy heaving sigh. I also have so much writing to get done–short stories, essays, the book–that I really need to spend some time organizing my thoughts and figuring out a workable writing schedule. I also need to take the time to take a walk this morning, too, in the cool outside. So much, as always, to get done around here. Heavy heaving sigh. I’ve also not done a lot of reading since the 1st, either, so I need to rectify that some;I am excited about reading, and writing about, true crime. I’ve introduced a character into the Scotty series a true crime writer, that I consider spinning off into his own series sometime…but his story is so similar to both Scotty and Chanse that I stopped working on his spin-off, I Know Who You Are. And I do love reading true crime, so there’s that, too.

And on that note, I am heading into the spice mines while hoping for good news to come out of Mississippi and Alaska. Have a great Sunday, and I’ll be back tomorrow morning before work. See you then!

It’ll probably never happen now, but the new Egyptian Museum is something I would love to see,

Come

I woke up this morning to a marvelous thunderstorm, complete with pyrotechnics and thunder so close and loud that the house shakes a little bit. These are the kinds of mornings where you want to turn off the alarm, curl back up and go back to sleep again, but alas and alack, I had to get up for work this morning. I think I slept pretty decently last night; I don’t feel tired this morning and I did wake up at five as has been my wont lately. I was a bit tired when I got home from work yesterday; Paul didn’t get home until later and so I worked on the book for a little while until my mind gave out. I tried to read but was tired, so I just watched some history documentaries about the French royal family until I decided to go to bed and be done with it all. It was a pretty decent day yesterday overall; I managed to get through the day and get all caught up on my day job duties without any issues. Which was nice, of course.

It’s hard to wrap my mind around the concept that today is the last day of November already and December is practically here. Christmas already? I’m not ready for it in the least. We don’t decorate anymore since Scooter came to live with us–he sees the tree and decorations as Disneyworld and Epcot–so it never really feels like Christmas completely to me. Maybe this year I should watch A Charlie Brown Christmas? That always used to put me in the Christmas feels. I need to do my Christmas cards this weekend, and I need to ship a box out, as well as try to figure out what to get my parents for the holiday. Paul and I have already discussed and decided our Christmas present will be a major appliance purchase, if our landlady signs off on it; we’ve needed a new refrigerator for quite some time now and I really want to get one with the freezer on the bottom; it makes more sense to have to bend down for the freezer–something you don’t do very often–rather than to get things from the bottom shelves of the refrigerator. Getting old is kind of a bitch. you know? My parents have two refrigerators with the freezer on the bottom, and it really is so much easier on my back and knees….

I did ask for and receive a month’s extension on the book, which is a huge relief and took away a lot of my stress. I still have a lot to do, but at least the pressure valve was turned on and the internal pressure in my brain sort of released a bit. Huzzah? Huzzah. I still want to finish reading Wanda Morris’ book–it’s so good and so well done that whenever I am sort of tired I put the book back down because I want to give it my full and not-tired attention so I can appreciate the writing the way it deserves (check her books out, if you haven’t already. Wanda is fantastic.); maybe this weekend, after errands and editing work on the book, I can curl up in my easy chair and while away a few hours with Wanda.

I was a bit amused to see some reactions to my questioning yesterday about whether I should continue to use pictures of men with amazing bodies or just pictures in general–no one said to stop using the hot men pictures, so I am going to continue to use them. I may start mixing in some other type pictures, of New Orleans or Louisiana; there are some fantastic local photographers who do amazing work that I would like to promote here, with buy links to websites and so forth, to help support local artists, but at the same time I am not certain if that would be a copyright violation or not? I think it’s okay as long as credit is given and I am not using the images to sell something? Of course, I have a gazillion pictures I’ve taken that I own the rights to, so maybe I could just use those. I don’t know. I’m not entirely certain why I am even worrying about the hot guy pictures now when it never bothered me or even occurred to me that I should change my ways before. I also don’t want to keep doing the same thing simply because it’s what I have always done, either; that kind of thinking has always annoyed me. Change isn’t always a bad thing and sometimes its necessary for growth. As someone who would like to keep growing in every way (except for weight) rather than atrophying in my sixties, I like to keep my options open at any rate. But at least for now, I will commit to using the hot-guy images through the end of the year; I do need to find my archive of Christmas themed hot men, though. Tis the season and all that. I also need to gather a list of Christmas song titles to use for the holiday posts. Heavy sigh, my work here in never done.

And on that note, I am heading into the spice mines. Have a lovely Wednesday, Constant Reader, and I will check in with you again tomorrow morning.