A Snowy Saturday in CinCity
Hubby's up and off for work today. I think I might have awakened early anyway. It was one of those mornings when the worries of life come jumping on the bed demanding a little tickle and attention. You know...the dentist bill, the paperwork for that damn committee at work, why is my head still hurting, what if I lose my job, how can I help CollegeGrrrrl with tuition, what to cook for dinner??? None of which are easily, or best, answered at four o'clock in the morning.
Thankfully, there's the blogosphere. From mon ami with her spit and baling wire I found a book on transitions, and from Miss Lydia at Writerquake and her friend, Valerie Walsh, and her friend, David Tobocman, I found this--
--exactly what was needed with a snoozing cat at my feet, a snoring dog on the floor, a warm cup of coffee beside me and a lighted page of words on my lap. The sun is out now. I believe there might be some homemade pizza for dinner and a George Clooney movie for lunch.