My apologies, oh faithful readers. I failed to make a post last night.
Vacation time officially started after work last night. Only problem was I've had so much work fall in my lap these last two weeks that I knew I'd never get it done.
I just hate leaving on vacation knowing there are ten bazillion things left unfinished that will all be clammoring for my attention upon return. So I stayed late last night to finalize all my loose ends and left contact information for my clients that may call checking on file status in process.
So the clock ticked close to seven before I could wrap it all up. Actually I thought that wasn't quite so bad, considering all Friday entailed. Felt pretty good when I pulled out of the parking lot - tired but satisfied that I'd accomplished everything intended.
I even ordered the pizza before I left, picked it up, and arrived home with piping hot pepperoni and BBQ for supper. Crashed on the sectional with pizza in hand and watched our new DVD acquisition - WALL-E.
It was a good evening.
Now the fun begins!
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Saturday, November 22, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Free At Last!
My son is leaving to visit his dad for a week. Okay, okay, this may sound bad but I'm looking forward to it.
We've been really busy lately, out of town, yada-yada-yada, so I haven't had any time to actually do much writing since I finished my last book. So I've planned my free week to get back into the writing saddle. Plus I'll find some time to spend with my friends (party, party, party!).
It may sound weird coming from an almost 40-year old, but spending time with friends is so much fun. Makes me feel like a kid again sometimes. My girlfriends and I look forward to these moments when we can have movie marathons, play cards, drink soda (we're good girls, we are!), eat pizza. etc. etc. Plus the calories don't count when spread with friendship. I finally get to break in my new house too.
Somewhere in between I'll have to squeeze in work, but for now I feel like someone who's been looking forward to a long vacation.
Then I'll be ready to welcome my son home again from his vacation.
We've been really busy lately, out of town, yada-yada-yada, so I haven't had any time to actually do much writing since I finished my last book. So I've planned my free week to get back into the writing saddle. Plus I'll find some time to spend with my friends (party, party, party!).
It may sound weird coming from an almost 40-year old, but spending time with friends is so much fun. Makes me feel like a kid again sometimes. My girlfriends and I look forward to these moments when we can have movie marathons, play cards, drink soda (we're good girls, we are!), eat pizza. etc. etc. Plus the calories don't count when spread with friendship. I finally get to break in my new house too.
Somewhere in between I'll have to squeeze in work, but for now I feel like someone who's been looking forward to a long vacation.
Then I'll be ready to welcome my son home again from his vacation.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Ah, Alaska
Winter has returned to Kansas this week. It makes me long for Alaska.
Ah, Alaska - with the snow-capped mountains year-round, the moose traipsing through town, the wind whistling through the valleys, and the blushing flora and fauna bursting forth at a moments notice.
Okay, before I wax poetic let me come down from the mountaintop.
Both times that I've had the luxury of visiting Alaska were near the end of April and the first of May. Almost overnight the ground goes from moist gray to vibrant green with splashes of color tossed here and there like a mosaic. The ice covering most lakes and rivers cracks and begins its journey, and previously unseen waterfalls thunder down the mountainside.
My first trip to the Last Frontier was alone, but I never let aloneness stop me from exploring. That's when I discovered an oasis I had to visit again. My second trip allowed me to take my mother and son with me, and we spent the last few days nestled in my favorite hideaway in the world: Seward.
After my mother came back to reality and realized those enormous beasts roaming downtown Anchorage were not mechanical (hey look, Mom - MOOSE!), we headed down the Seward Highway to that quaint little town at the end of the Kenai Peninsula. We took a wildlife boat tour, visited the incredible Alaska SeaLife Center (that wasn't there the first trip), and ended our journey with a stop at Ray's, the best fresh seafood joint west of the Mississippi. Melts in the mouth like butter.
Two days was not nearly enough time to enjoy all that Seward offers, but business and schedules called us home. Someday I plan to go back when I don't have to mix business with pleasure. I'm thinking perhaps a graduation present for my son in a few more years. Then we'll be sure and include a dog-sled ride pulled by huskies.
Somewhere along the line I'm certain my son is part Eskimo. After college, he plans to get a job and live in Alaska. That's great! Then I can visit Alaska as often as I like - I mean visit him as often as I like.
That is until I sell my first book and buy a home in Seward. Until then, I must dream of the day I can return. Sweet dreams indeed!
Ah, Alaska - with the snow-capped mountains year-round, the moose traipsing through town, the wind whistling through the valleys, and the blushing flora and fauna bursting forth at a moments notice.
Okay, before I wax poetic let me come down from the mountaintop.
Both times that I've had the luxury of visiting Alaska were near the end of April and the first of May. Almost overnight the ground goes from moist gray to vibrant green with splashes of color tossed here and there like a mosaic. The ice covering most lakes and rivers cracks and begins its journey, and previously unseen waterfalls thunder down the mountainside.
My first trip to the Last Frontier was alone, but I never let aloneness stop me from exploring. That's when I discovered an oasis I had to visit again. My second trip allowed me to take my mother and son with me, and we spent the last few days nestled in my favorite hideaway in the world: Seward.
After my mother came back to reality and realized those enormous beasts roaming downtown Anchorage were not mechanical (hey look, Mom - MOOSE!), we headed down the Seward Highway to that quaint little town at the end of the Kenai Peninsula. We took a wildlife boat tour, visited the incredible Alaska SeaLife Center (that wasn't there the first trip), and ended our journey with a stop at Ray's, the best fresh seafood joint west of the Mississippi. Melts in the mouth like butter.
Two days was not nearly enough time to enjoy all that Seward offers, but business and schedules called us home. Someday I plan to go back when I don't have to mix business with pleasure. I'm thinking perhaps a graduation present for my son in a few more years. Then we'll be sure and include a dog-sled ride pulled by huskies.
Somewhere along the line I'm certain my son is part Eskimo. After college, he plans to get a job and live in Alaska. That's great! Then I can visit Alaska as often as I like - I mean visit him as often as I like.
That is until I sell my first book and buy a home in Seward. Until then, I must dream of the day I can return. Sweet dreams indeed!
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