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Journal 05-09-2015

Good morning or whatever part of the day it is for you. Today is Saturday May 9, 2015. The temperature is 55.7°F the humidity is 87% at 4:18 a.m. PST (-8 GMT). Weather Underground shows sustained winds at 0 with gusts of 0 mph. It was cloudy when I stuck my head out. Barely saw the moon glowing from behind clouds only and no stars. Weather Underground is predicting a 20% chance of precipitation and a high of 67° today.

Had some rain yesterday. The storm total on Weather Underground showed (seriously) 0.01 inches. That’s more like spit. One of the canyons in the hills behind us had an inch of rain, though. That hardly seems possible.

The new floor in the master bathroom was laid yesterday. Frankly, I wasn’t crazy about the brownish color when Mr. Siduri picked it out, but now it looks warm. It goes with everything in the bathroom except the curtain (which I didn’t mention to Mr. Siduri). One of the new can-flush-17-golf-balls toilets went in there also. Mr. Siduri painted the walls, the door and put in a new light fixture. It looks so much better.

Some friends came down yesterday and we went to lunch. This is the friend whose novel-in-the-works I’m beta reading. He looked over some of Siegfried and made some helpful suggestions. I’m trying to be helpful with his stuff. Interestingly enough, he said almost all of the plot came to him in a dream, unlike my book, which comes in bits and pieces and endless revisions.

I was making cookies when they arrived. They didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted, but since both Mr. Siduri and J said they were fine while they had their mouths full, I guess they were OK. I sent a little care package home with the friends, J &K . As the last dozen went into the oven, K announced that she was hungry and wanted to go to lunch. I told her the cookies would take 10 minutes. She looked at the timer and started counting down.

“That’s only half way,” I said. “I have to turn them around.”

“Are you freaking kidding me?”

She then told me I hadn’t started the time when I returned the cookies to the oven. “We’ve already been talking for two minutes. You have to change the time.”

I didn’t.

Boy, I’ve known 4-year-olds to act like this, but really. But she gets away with it.

Oh, well.

I finally started a blog today that I think I can handle. I plan to monetize it. I might have more luck collecting money from the tooth fairy, but we’ll see how it goes.

Thanks for reading. Hope you and yours are all well and happy. Hope the day brings you good things.

Writing schedule:

1. Continue reading Currant Events.

2. Do a sorta daily writing prompt.

3. Refurbish another sci-fi review and post it.

4. Get chapter 2 ready for the critique group Thurs. eve.

5. Review Myths from Mesopotamia for Examiner ideally to day plus one other book before May 10th.

6. Critique another chapter in “Infinite Prison” and send it back to J.

7. Read and review some Greek poetry from World Poetry

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©2015 Denise Longrie


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Comments

msiduri wrote on May 9, 2015, 8:59 AM

LOL! Well, glad to have someone who appreciates them sight unseen. They really didn't come out as well as I've hoped. *box of cookies for &AbbyG *

wolfgirl569 wrote on May 9, 2015, 11:22 AM

Cookies Cookies, that sounds good. Glad you are happy with the bathroom. I keep trying to figure out what I want to do with ours

alexdg1 wrote on May 9, 2015, 11:26 AM

A high temperature of 67 degrees? Fahrenheit? I am so jealous!

msiduri wrote on May 9, 2015, 11:28 AM

It needed work. I was stubbing my toes on the tiles. It looks so much better now. This is the one guests won't see, though. But that OK. Mr. Siduri and I can enjoy it for years to come.

msiduri wrote on May 9, 2015, 11:30 AM

Yes, but it'll be back up to 90 before you know it. And the skies are gloomy. Think you could spare us some of that lovely rain? We could really use it. Maybe even some thunder and lightning, though not right away. As things are now, the lightning would probably start a wild fire.

alexdg1 wrote on May 9, 2015, 11:59 AM

Well, if I were a Rain God I would gladly send you a nice wave of tropical moisture, at the very least. Alas! I am a mere mortal and can only send you good wishes for rain.

msiduri wrote on May 9, 2015, 5:24 PM

Thanks, alexdg1 . Good wishes for rain might not end the drought, but they bring a smile.