I had hoped to hear back from the WRP today, however, my inbox didn't bring me happy news. Still nothing. The waiting game sucks, but it's still early in the day. I may just get something yummy later, or even later this week.
So, I'm not one to put much faith in my horoscope, I mean, really, but I did get a career horoscope that said I should look over contracts carefully on Apr 10th or something like that. I admit along with not changing my nail polish since I got the first email from the senior editor, and it's all chipped and yucky, (I'm a bit superstious), it made me happy. Btw, I hate looking at chipped nail polish, it's black on top of that, and I like red better. The husband and I went out, and i wore all black, so I did my nails black. Phewy.
Heres a little secret about me: Don't laugh. Well, you can laugh, it's actually kind of silly...but when I'm writing the erotic scenes for Ivory's Addiction, I have to put on red lipstick. Don't ask, but something about the red lipstick screams BAD to me, and when trying to pound out a heartracing, getting down and dirty scene, I need some back up. I also have to listen to r and b music, because let's face it, rock and metal are good for Jax's internal monologue, but for getting busy, Usher, 112 and Ginuwine take the cake. They've got some good baby-making music. I guess you could call it getting into character!
Happy news: One of my bf's had a baby over the weekend. She was in labor for thirty hours and I cannot wait to see the little bundle of joy.
Future news: Sean and I are getting ready to PCS, and that means, permanent change of station, and we're headed to GA. I had a horrible nightmare last night we were put in this dingy housing and someone broke into our house, and I cut the guys head off, and do not ask me why, but once I did, the head told me I had to carry it around with me. So, I was looking for a ziplock bag to stick this shrinking head into (yes it got smaller and smaller) to freeze it. I held with the very tips of my fingers, and everytime I noticed blood on my nails I would drop it and the thing would freak out! I don't know...no more late night caps.
oh, the joys of being a military family.
I wonder what the head shrinker will say about that dream!
Oh, and I woke up this morning with pixe sleeping on my hair, pumpkin on my stomach, and snickers behind my legs. I was pinned. Don't you hate when that happens? I hated to disturb them, and they twitched their tales several times. Happy to report: They all fell back to sleep immediately.