Red Sky At Night For A Sedentary Empress (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1568554-Red-Sky-At-Night-For-A-Sedentary-Empress ...which you can find here: [Link To Item #1757727] . Hope you'll join me. [Image #4000] [Image #1531777] Mon, 07 Mar 2011 22:37:56 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/719362 My cat Meika is dying. Mammarian cancer. Rapidly progressing. Not long to live. Medication to manage the pain until we can bring ourselves to euthanize her. Et cetera. M. called me at work to tell me and broke down on his end of the phone. I stood there, frozen, not sure what to say or how to react, but managed to say 'I'm at work. I ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 26 Feb 2011 13:11:39 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/718665 My boss has a tendency to forget what time it is when it's time for me to go home. Like today, she reeled me into her office about five minutes prior to my usual leaving time and got me into a discussion about seating plans and Marge, who apparently had been in earlier squealing on me about something ridiculous. She didn't come right out and sa...[Read Full Post] Wed, 23 Feb 2011 21:40:22 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/718497 What I didn't mention in my last entry was that aside from having a beautiful home, my sister still has an opinion about me and the way my relationship with R. ended. We were seated in 'the parlour', as she refers to it, before a dancing fire, sampling profiteroles on a white, square plate, and we found ourselves talking about long dead ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 22 Feb 2011 22:37:04 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/718408 I visited my sisters this weekend. A three-day weekend, courtesy of 'Family Day' which is actually today, a day meant to encourage people to bond with their families, so I took the suggestion and went with it. Both of them have moved into new homes in the past couple of months, and since I hadn't seen either home, I decided this was the wee...[Read Full Post] Mon, 21 Feb 2011 12:27:53 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/718280 As I put on my coat yesterday to leave work for the day, my boss, whom I shall refer to as Irina, asked if had a couple moments to chat. Now, I'm the sort who likes to bolt as soon as my eight hours are officially up, but I nodded and moved into her office. She made the usual chit-chat before coming to the real reason for asking me in, which was th...[Read Full Post] Wed, 16 Feb 2011 21:39:59 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/717983 We started having 'ethnic family dinner night!' about three weeks ago. The old 'family dinner night' stopped being fun after the fourth go of pizza at the request of the wee one who didn't quite grasp the idea of choosing something different every time so we could experiment. So, I suggested trying out the fare from different countr...[Read Full Post] Sun, 13 Feb 2011 17:07:24 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/717784 ...of alone time. I used to spend so much time alone that I thought I'd never miss it if it were gone. Now, though, I have come to recognize the luxury of the occasional day of solitude. Like that old episode of 'Married With Children' where Al Bundy goes on 'vacation' in his own house and does not speak or acknowledge anyone in ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 05 Feb 2011 11:55:50 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/717263 I love that I have a job that allows for the occasional snow day. Apparently the weather is wicked out there, but looking out the window I only see dry snow flying. I know that the roads must be bad, otherwise everything wouldn't be shut down, but I felt guilty this morning when I called in to work and spoke to the admin. assistant who clearly ha...[Read Full Post] Wed, 02 Feb 2011 09:19:22 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/717038 The joy of Jango. Free internet radio makes me happy. The station I created is my time machine and I am currently somewhere in the late eighties. I am 17, with a smaller waist and thigh-high boots. I have long permed hair and a long black coat. I believe I am something like sexy. Bashful, though, when the boys pay me some mind. I am 17 and shy, ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 01 Feb 2011 22:23:35 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/717016 My cold is going out like a lion. I feel slightly better, but I tend to erupt into hacking fits when I least expect it, and this doesn't exactly go over well with germophobe students. I'm not contagious anymore, though, I think. Also, it's highly likely I caught it from them, in which case, turnabout is fair play. M. has it, though, a...[Read Full Post] Wed, 26 Jan 2011 19:01:43 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/716568 There's a guy who goes to the college and I happen to be his mentor. I was not happy to be assigned him, mainly because he is one of those guys who doesn't think an education matters, who doesn't want to work with computers, who doesn't particularly like taking direction and who has blatantly said he doesn't want a career in w...[Read Full Post] Tue, 25 Jan 2011 22:53:57 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/716495 Maybe it's juvenile, but I am leaving all the dishes on the counter on purpose. He knows where the dishwasher is. He knows it drives me insane that he rarely puts dirty dishes in the dishwasher without being asked. Therefore, they stay where they are, even if it's likely I'm the only one bothered by it. It is minus 20 degrees celsius ou...[Read Full Post] Sun, 23 Jan 2011 13:10:00 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/716218 *I have another cold and am quite miserable as a result. A long week at work punctuated by a Saturday in which I am beyond tired and have a scratchy, irritated throat. I hate spending my time at home in my room. I have a family and they say they need me. I think they like my cooking which is why they get so sullen when I'm unable to play momm...[Read Full Post] Sat, 22 Jan 2011 18:11:39 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/716168 Oy, the displeasure of ovaries. But, enough about that. I hate making mistakes, but who exactly is a fan of it? That said, I think I'm pretty high up the chart when it comes to hating making mistakes. I am a wannabe-perfectionist. I get high on being right. I can't function for days after being told I did something wrong/stupid. It&#39...[Read Full Post] Tue, 18 Jan 2011 18:35:12 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/715883 I wrote an entry yesterday but for some reason it did not save. Yes, I was disgruntled and yes, since I rarely have the time or energy to write much these days, I thought about crying. Then, I realized that this is just a vanity thing, that most of what I write here isn't exactly life-changing or inspiring, so I may have lost an hour's worth of...[Read Full Post] Sun, 09 Jan 2011 18:26:03 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/715122 I go back to work tomorrow after nearly two weeks off. I can't decide if I feel like I've been off for months or minutes because I seem to have lost the concept of time, but if I were to have another week off, I certainly wouldn't complain. Today, the wee one returned to school and M. let me sleep in while he readied her. I put a pillow ...[Read Full Post] Mon, 03 Jan 2011 16:47:47 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/714636 Nearly every blog/journal I've been reading faithfully for the past few years have seemingly gone into hibernation. Everyone appears to be in the same rut, not wanting to write, to explore or to express. I'm with them, too. I haven't felt much like writing about myself because I've been such a bloody mess lately, with my anxiety and wa...[Read Full Post] Fri, 31 Dec 2010 15:54:45 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/714415 I don't remember what I last wrote about. Sometimes, I read the previous entries over just to see what I babbled about so as to avoid re-babbling, but this time I didn't, so forgive me if I recycle my blather. Two days until Christmas, and no, I am not prepared. I'm doing my best not to sweat it, mostly because I've been sweating eve...[Read Full Post] Thu, 23 Dec 2010 11:32:42 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/714007 Last night was the obligatory work Christmas party. The bosses, who are a couple, invited everyone and their partners/spouses to their home for a dinner, which, lucky for me, is only about five to ten minutes from my front doorstep. I had worried slightly about the possibility of imbibing too much good cheer (also known as too much red wine) and sa...[Read Full Post] Sun, 12 Dec 2010 17:29:38 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/713454 I work with this woman whom I shall refer to as 'Marge'. She is a facilitator, like myself, except she will make sure that you know right away that she's the head facilitator, because she likes you to know that I am the low-woman on the totem pole. From day one she has mostly been pleasant, but I've never been able to get used to...[Read Full Post] Tue, 07 Dec 2010 22:02:04 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/713176 It's not just me. It's like everyone has been treading water at the bottom of the well, lately. So many dark faces, grey words, empty pages. Is there comfort in this? The possibility of a collective unconscious? Perhaps. Our spirits are sick and we moan together. It spreads silently, but we will rise, won't we? Yesterday, I was ov...[Read Full Post] Mon, 06 Dec 2010 19:23:39 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/713131 Rarely do I get an opportunity to write, anymore. With a precocious six-year-old, a partner who works/lives/breathes in the general vicinity, I'm never able to just let it be. Of course, the fact that I've been actively avoiding writing doesn't help much. Primarily due to the ever present anxiety nonsense which I know makes for less than i...[Read Full Post] Sat, 04 Dec 2010 13:18:00 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/713005 I feel almost like myself today. The self I most readily associate with normal. Happy, perhaps. Why? I haven't decided, but I do believe it has something to do with all the reading I've been doing. I have had the same two books out from the library for about five weeks, and every day at lunch I read and re-read the pages that seem the most i...[Read Full Post] Wed, 24 Nov 2010 18:44:10 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/712225 I don't get my sister. Here we are, three years after that whole rigmorole (sic?) when she wouldn't speak to me for various reasons. Those reasons changed many times whenever I tried to hash it out with her, so what the real reason was remains unclear. Anyway, again we are near the holiday season and it looks to be gearing up to another mele...[Read Full Post] Mon, 22 Nov 2010 22:35:06 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/712065