PMS

Is PMS God's way of saying, "You have to stay fat, girl?" I can stick to diet and exercise the rest of the month, but damn when PMS hits, it's like I have to eat everything in sight, the more fat and calories, the better. Ugh! I feel like a 16 year old boy with an endless pit of a stomach. i want pizza, burgers, wings, ice cream.

Knoxville bar scene

I went out to a bar last night, for the first time in a hundred years and I have to tell you that there are some damn ugly people in Knoxville. But the good news is they are hooking up with some other damn ugly people so it all works out.
Also, for the wine lovers among us, there is a new winery in the Old City called Blue Slip. Anybody want to go for wine tasting?

negative nelly

Sorry about that last blog. It was pretty negative. I vowed to be more positive this year. So what if I get rejection letters?! I'm going to write anyway, I have since I was a child and most likely always will.

Goals

Have I created an unrealistic goal for myself. I want to have my novel written, edited, and out to possible publishers by the time I turn 40, that is September 2011. Is that possible? Also, is there really a point? Shouldn't I be making goals for myself that I can achieve. I mean maybe I can get it finished and out by then, but can I handle the rejection letters or worse no answer at all? I am way too old for this crap. I should know better, shouldn't I?

hot kitties

My husband let the cats out on the back porch today. It's screened in and allows them to watch the birds without them getting into too much trouble. I went to lunch and came back 2 hours later and two of my cats were in the driveway. Somehow they had slipped through the door. They were both panting madly, but had no desire to come inside. One was easy to catch and came along willingly, the other had to be chased around. I'm sure my neighbors found it entertaining, watching me climb under the car, under the porch and run around the house. Finally caught the boy and he hissed at me, cussing up a storm all the way into the house. I was worried that they might be severly dehydrated, but they were fine and are now napping. 95 degrees outside makes anybody want to sleep.