Author: Maria

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hunkering down for snowpocalypse 2.0 ATL edition

Look. This is a serious weather threat for our area, in spite of all the mockery given the disaster that was Atlanta a couple of weeks ago.  An ice storm is not good news, ever. I can predict, without a meteorology degree, that we’re going to lose power, and that it will be an unfortunate thing for many people.

In our case, we’ve got a fireplace, a gas stove, plenty of food. And we’re inside, so no matter how cold it gets, we’ll have blankets and whatever we need to be fine. I know this may not be the case for many families. I am fearful for the homeless.

But look at this tweet, please. How can we possibly take storms seriously with this kind of crazy hyperbole? Makes me want to NEVER take this guy seriously ever again.

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I’m consoling myself with some bourbon. Over ice. It’s going to be a long week.

 

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Sewing? Writing? You should be doing the dishes!

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Totally enjoyed laughing at the absurdity of this Singer Sewing Machine advice posted above. And then I started thinking about that. What if I substituted “writing” for sewing? Would it make a difference in my writing output? I have three writing projects, two with deadlines. I’m ready to have fun writing in a worry-free, clean environment.

pearlsI was ready. I got up, made a pot of coffee, dashed through the house organizing, dusting, and overall making it look presentable! Yes! I didn’t do any heavy duty cleaning, just decluttering and putting things away. I wanted to leave myself plenty of time to write, doncha know!

Satisfied with having a home ready to accept visitors or a husband coming home early, I jumped in the shower and made myself pretty! I powdered my nose! I wore my pearls!

I wore a smile! Amazing what that can do. Just as I was settling down to write, guess what? My husband came home early. He was delighted to see me smiling, and was happy to come home to a welcoming, warm home.

I didn’t get to do any writing. He was too busy wanting to spend time with me, this unusual creature with a smile who smelled good and was wearing real clothes instead of sweats.

Oh.

 

 

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with friends like these…

I sent the following text message to a friend, not so much to console her, as to console myself:

Julian of Norwich said, “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.”

She responded with the following:

“Julian of Norwich was hallucinating in her tiny cell and anorexic probably. But if that is what it takes to have a good attitude….”

This is why one must have friends. She knows what I need.

 

 

 

 

 

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