I just found this fabulous new group that has fans of J.C. on it, and of course, I joined. And we have our "cherry" nicknames, which I think is just so cute. Also, it sounds like some are wearing cherry pins on their nametags at Nationals, so here I am scootchin' over to eBay again, this time with a cherry pin in mind!! The differences in last year and this year still just blow me away. Blown is good.
I like it.
Today is Easter Sunday. The kids are filling up on chocolate. I'd admit that I don't care for chocolate all that much, save for the rare occasions when I can't get enough, but I'm afraid such an omission may get me kicked out of being a romance writer. And that just wouldn't do a'tall.
So it's Easter, in Texas. Normally this is a lovely day for egg hunting and the such. Not today! You know it's chilly in Texas in the spring when your husband, from UPSTATE NEW YORK (and from on top of a mountain at that!) declares it "cold" outside. Thankfully, we have a monster size house, so the kids will hunt for eggs in here.
In the meantime, my house still looks like Walmart spewed chunks. I still haven't gotten us totally unpacked from Spring Break last week, or from the many trips I was taking back and forth to Dallas. And I'm STILL tired from that.
Speaking of tired, time to take the meds again before I forget. I was cutting back because of all the driving. I'm already drowsy on long car trips, don't need to add the sedatives and muscle relaxers and pain killers to THAT. Bad, BAD mix, it would be. So now I'm trying to get back to my 3x a day, and it's kickin' my butt. Badly. I hate rebuilding my tolerance levels back up. (If you're new to The Land of Brenda, I have fibro with bursitis complications. No cure, just pain management. Took awhile
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