Showing posts from January, 2014

Time off.

Happy Monday! While I've been up before the sun (I expect I'll crash before the sun sets), I actually feel quite good. It was just myself and Shadow this weekend, and I think we both enjoyed the very lax few days. I mean, who couldn't love a Pushing Daisies marathon? I wish they kept the series going. I would have loved to see how certain storylines would unfold. I hate an unfinished story (though they gave a decent ending considering their cancellation...*le sigh*). I even caught the Grammys yesterday, though I should have known to stay off Facebook while it went on. Like the Summer Olympics, the east coast gets everything first, therefore spoiling it for the rest of us in the central, mountain, and pacific time zones. After catching far too many spoilers within a two minute time span, I just settled with focusing on the performances rather than the Grammy winners. It was a good one though, even with the spoilers.

Speaking of the Olympics, I will avoid the status updates …

A familiar road.

 I'm still in a grappling match with this weird flu. Some moments I'm perfectly fine; other moments, I'm hacking up a lung or dealing with a massive headache. *sighs* It's tiring.

The good news, however, is that I finished my first round of edits and transfers for book 3. While I wait patiently for my reader to go through it, I'm spending the spare time catching up on my reading (and gaming and taking Shadow to the park when I'm heavily medicated, heh). I decided to read a minimum of 50 books for the year of 2014. I never really liked setting those kinds of goals because there are times where the ideal of enjoyment changes to a forced task, but I decided to hell with it and went for it. So far so good! I've got three down out of fifty. Right now I'm in the middle of a book out of Kate Quinn's Rome series. They're not easy to put down, let me tell you. I was never a really big Rome fanatic; I've always preferred Greece. I guess my mindset c…

Burnt out.

My poor mother has been fighting this ugly flu since a little after Christmas now (she's a lot better now, but this strain that's been going around is not leaving without a fight), and after all my "preventive measures" while trying to take care of her, the flu has caught up with me. I guess it was bound to happen...I've been sleep deprived, depressed, angry, stressed, frozen (you're starting to get the picture), etc. since my New York trip. I planned on getting more rest, being social again, have a real proper mourning time, and so on after working the gallery stretch, but yeah, the flu and the overworked spirit has decided to intervene. At least this came when Mom's made her homemade chicken soup (a highly personal favorite!), heh heh heh.

Also, since when has cough syrup tasted better??? When I first went to grab medicine for Mom at Whole Foods, I ended up finding a rather delicious homeopathic cough and cold syrup. Why couldn't that particular br…


It is blistering cold here in Santa Fe. I'm willingly wearing a hat because of it (for anyone who knows me personally, I usually put up a fight when it comes to wearing a winter hat...I tend to stick to earmuffs). I barely got out of bed this morning for gallery duty because it was just so nice and warm; it was definitely one of those mornings where you wake up and pretend that the floor is composed of lava, therefore justifying the pure beauty of laziness and staying in bed. Alas, duty calls.

As you can tell, December of 2013 was not very kind to me. I'm still not at 100% from my Abuela's death, but I'm marching along nonetheless. I'll be ok, in time. Bits of my usual routine is coming back; the only "consistent" thing I've been doing is my edit transfers on book 3. I'll get back to my Zumba schedule after I finish this gallery stretch. I'll get back to my Lee Pace and Pushing Daisies marathon after that as well; I snagged the second season …

To Abuela.

 Abuela, I'm so sorry I cannot be there tomorrow. I wish like hell that I was, but it seemed that the odds were not in our favor this time. I hope you can forgive me.

I know you're with Titi Rosie now. I know you're watching over us all; I've seen you in my dreams since I said my good-byes to you in New York. I know you were suffering for a long time, even when I saw you back in May. While it pains me deeply to see you go, I am also at peace knowing that you no longer have to fight those battles. I know things are still messy with everyone else, but you can take ease in knowing that we will all get through this. Someday, somehow, all will be right in our world again.

I will always cherish the times we spent together. I will always remember how you would take me to the Yankee games as a kid, even if it was just to catch a few innings. You used to say it was never a waste to see those few innings, just so we could watch Bernie Williams, Derek Jeter, Mariano Rivera and …