"Bears, beets, Battlestar Galactica"*

This week it's been all about writing, sinus infection, summer.  I looked at this blog and realized I hadn't written in a week!  But the week has gone by so quickly, how could I?  I promise, the days had to be shorter than other days.  This may be in part to the three things I listed.

Writing puts me in a unique zone in which time and pretty much anything else is irrelevant.  My poor dogs.  They have to jump on top of me, stand over the computer screen, and demand attention.  I can't say I don't love it.  Honestly, this is one of those things I live for, thrive on, crave.  And I am one chapter away from being done with my edits/writing/overhaul, so get ready team of readers and editors! :)

Oh, the miserable sinus infection.  It's cutting into my writing time because I am so bloody tired!  But today I am blowing my nose and stuff is coming out again.  I'll leave it at that because I know there are some squeamish types out there and really just my bestie would appreciate the details.

And ah, summer.  All my windows are open; the breeze is so wonderful I could cry in appreciation every time I feel it.  I survived another winter!  And I can play with the dogs without worry the Frisbees will get taken away be the wind and never seen again!  We actually have to wait until morning or evening to play because it is so warm black dogs have a hard time cooling down in the heat.

Anecdote:

Yesterday there was the HUGE truck sitting outside my house for apparently no reason.  And soon my house was filled with exhaust and I was coughing and miserable and the "Sasha Fierce"** in me was like, "oh, hell no".  So I went outside, motioned for the driver to roll down his window and said, "Your vehicle is filling my house with exhaust.  Now will you please shut it off or move along?"

He was really taken aback, as was his passenger, but the passenger got out and the truck moved along.

Imagine me thumping my chest just once and saying "This is my house."


There is just one more thing.  My primary care doc here in Burley got a call from one of the docs at the University of Utah Pain Clinic.  What it means, in a nutshell, is that my file isn't just sitting on some desk being ignored in a pile!  Excitement!




*If you didn't get this reference, I feel bad for you.  Look it up on YouTube (the phrase) if you feel bored.
**You better have gotten the "Sasha Fierce" reference and if not, just look it up on Wikipedia, I suppose.


The second picture is of my aunt's/cousin's water feature.  Gorgeous, eh?