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About This Author
I am a 40 year old married mother of two teenage boys. I live for writing, especially romance. Love the happily ever after scenerio. The best thing about writing for me is the ability to lose yourself in your work, and feel as if you've accomplished something great. At the end of the day, that's all that really matters.
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The Waiting Game #579702 added April 16, 2008 at 6:33am
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Stuck
Well I am stuck. Have too many scenerios running rampant in my overactive imagination. The only good thing is that my muse is sleeping. Otherwise I wouldn't be getting any sleep at night.
I believe I am headed back to the pool this lovely morning. I miss it, need to see if I can make it underwater from one end to the other again, and start working on heading back. Once was satisifying, but I want to feel that excitement again. Call me crazy, whatever. Besides the fact that I've almost mastered the front walk over. Never did that as a kid during synchro, but it's a cool move. 
Today I will be sending pick-me-ups in the mail. I probably shouldn't even write this in the blog, but, I am. See, my friend needs something cool, something special, and something we both delight in. You'll never guess what that is, so I'll just save you the torture of trying to figure it out. Purple Nail Polish!!!! And not just any nail polish. No way. I buy the good stuff only sold in beauty supply stores. So when Olivia said it was almost $8 in Texas, I thought hell, I could buy and mail it to her cheaper. And I bought it, so now I just have to mail it. 
Just did my nails last night in fact, and they are looking smexy. It's funny to me that nail polish and high heels make me feel more like a woman. Could be the way I dress for work, but that's a necesssity. And I admit, I was thrilled to get my ass out of city hall and run to the comforts of the garage. That place sucked the life right out of me, and it wasn't pretty. So the garage where I can pretty much set my own hours is my job---for now.
Throw the purple on the fingertips, and I wanna put on the black heeled boots. But wait...............it's supposed to be 70 here today. So, with my toes all purply, I could actually dig out some sandals, and holy shit. Now there's an image.
No dirty jeans, sweatshirt, black work boots for me today.  I swear just the thought rouses a smile. It's........Heaven
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