So, nails are done and pretty, I showed the women at the salon what Annie really looks like, the rest of the clothes I ordered arrived yesterday, and, oh, I got some really big earrings as a present yesterday . . .
I managed some writing last night, and this morning I’ve been hard at work, with the upshot being that I’ve written almost eleven hundred words since starting the new scene last night. I started this chapter in the ready room at the Flight School with Kerry surrounded by the members of his racing team by his side and Annie outside waiting to give him a kiss and encouragement, and I end this chapter with Kerry in a different room with the same people by his side once again. Only Kerry isn’t sitting–nor is he gonna be walking before the day…
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It’s the simple pleasures!
It’s being grateful for the ordinary, everyday things we take for granted.
Such as living and breathing and your heart beating. Can’t get more ordinary than that. You’ve got to do it every day.My Honda Accord has been freed from the grip of Snowzilla. Took me two days to accomplish. I consider it a grand success, anytime a male over 60 digs a car out without a heart attack! And I do not brag. Some other folks were not so fortunate. There but for the grace of God go I. Heaven knows, it’s not because I’m so physically fit. Because, well, I’m not.
I’m delighted to report that here in Gaithersburg, MD, Snowzilla is in full retreat in above-freezing temperatures.
Thanks to all who shoveled, to all those who were prepared in advance with snowblowers, and thanks to the guys who drive those little mean, green machines.
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