Cats vs. the Tree Frogs

Every morning I wake up and go outside with my first cup of coffee. My back porch is screened in, but there are gaps. During the night, I swear every tree frog in the vicinity comes onto the porch. Well, I love the little buggers because they are so cute. There little green legs with there long toes are enchanting. To me anyway. To my cats, they're a snack. And so, the race is on. I go onto the porch, and my animals follow me. Well, in the past few days, I've had to race my cats to get to the cute little green hoppers before pumpkin, snickers and pixie do. I lost the battle this morning. Pumpkin killed one before I could get them all in safe places. I scan the windows, the ground, the cracks in the walls looking for frogs and at the same time, my cat's are as well. Unfortunately, cats are better stalkers than I am. This morning, I went to rescue a little green man from Pixie and Snickers and in the process made him jump, right onto Pixie's face! She scrunched her nose up and shook her head but the frog hung on. I finally extracted him and placed him outside before they could gulp him up. Only one frog lost his life this morning, and I feel terrible. Happily, I rescued three before the gobblers got him. Tomorrow, it will start all over again.

I sit here alone tonight

As I sit here alone tonight as my hubby is out with his guy friends celebrating a troops 21st birthday, I'm thinking to myself what about me? Okay, so yeah, I'm pregnant, can't drink, probably shouldn't be up all night, but I want to have fun, too. So here's my question to you, is it wrong to feel left out on 'guys night out'. For a single moment in my mind, I'm thinking to myself, I'm pregnant, and these bars they are going to will be full of young, beautiful single women. now, not that I'm not young and pretty, but it was the pregnancy blip in my mind. Lol...I'm not upset at him for going, and I infact encourage him to. At least he'll have a good time. In the hours between though, I find myself with a dilemma: What do I do with all the extra time on my hands now? Watch my dog chase around the cats? Play with the gerbils? I've already updated my website and promoed my butt off for as much as I can do on a Thursday. I'm fresh out of brain cells having written 3k today. Movies are alright, but when I want to sit down and watch a movie, I've already seen everything on or I don't care for whatever they are showing .Okay, so I'm picky. Here's the romance part: This would make a great comical relief for one of my stories. The pregnant wife gets left behind in favor of beer and women. Sheesh. I feel so cliche at the moment. Then again, Sean always makes up for these moments with double the love. It's why I encourage him to go. Okay, so I'm playing the guilt card, but hey, you gotta do what you gotta do. Lol...I love my husband dearly, but sometimes men are just buttheads.

Making my own bookmarks

So, to cut down on costs of the all expensive promo stuff, I've decided to make my own bookmarks. No...wait. Let me go back. I don't want to always write about my writing. That's kind of boring. Let me start the day off as I started it off. I woke up, my husband, who is my alpha male, was very mad that I woke him up at 9 on his day off. Next, I sat down to write. I only got a couple thousands words out, but i finished the chapter while listening to Theory of a Dead Man "Bad Girlfriend." It's sorta of my anthem. Next, I went fishing at my little pond and cuaght four blue gill, however, I"m pretty sure there is an alligator and her babies living there. Okay, seriously, when you rent property, they should disclose there are gators in the pond.

Afterward, my husband and I went to Statesboro, of course, having to lock Ranger up, and I hate to do that. When we got to town, we went to Petsmart, my favorite place in the world. Do you know why? Chinchilla's! I've been wanting one for some time, but my husband says you have a dog, three cats and two gerbils. You cannot have a chinchilla. I, on the other hand, want two of every animal ever made, that way I can have my own ark. The problem is, I have only the same sex. Two boy gerbils, three female cats and a boy dog.

Then of course, we went to see Wolverine, which of course, begrudgedly I say I liked. Then onto Hobby Lobby. My friend Robyn said it's a great place to go, and I fell in love the moment I walked in. Whicker furniture, black wood and all kinds of crafts. My husband is an artist as well as soldier, so he didn't mind.

I picked up everything that I needed for my bookmarks, and I did a mock up tonight. It turned out alright. At least now I know what i have to do to make it look better. Anyhow, I thought I'd share with you a day in the life of Teirney. It's not too exciting, but hey, I like it.

The Reason for my absence

Sean and I are getting ready to PCS to Fort Stewart GA in two days. We have recently bought a new car, and I've been out driving. Seriously, I make up things to do so I can drive the car. I am proud to say I have finished Ivory's Addiction (the first draft) However, it will be a day or two before I can start my first round of edits. I've been busy, busy, busy with moving. I've been given the joy of travelling with all three cats in my car. Should be fun, but at least I am used to driving that way. Lol..I've done it many a time. I've joined a writing marathon where you try to complete a book in a month, and I've decided after the first couple days of the move, I will start on Axel's Obsession, trying to juggle that with moving, editing IA and sending out query letters, I'm boing to be a busy little bee. Oh well, it's what I love most about my life. It's never dull.

To go or not to go...

So, I went to Books-a-Million to pick up the 2009 edition of Writers Market, and the cashier was kind enough to inform me that in a few days, down the road from me at the Ramada Inn, they are going to be have a conference, and if I was interested to check out the Emerald Coast Writers website.

Well, I went to their website, noted a few things that might be interesting, what publisher and agents will be there. So heres my question: Do I go, pay the 160.00 even though there will be no one representing romance, or do I save my bones for the RWA conference in D.C. in July?

I know this doesn't seem like a huge, life changing question, but in reality it is. For now, I think I'm going with RWA. However, I might live to regret not going to the Emerald Coast conference. Oh, my, what do I do?

Oh, and I stepped on my cat this morning, and she went 'yowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwlllllllll' and the sad part is I had music on, and I didn't hear her until a few seconds into stepping on her poor tail.