Well, I had left a key part in the sink. I discovered it a couple of hours later when I went back downstairs for something else. Anyway, I did finally get the whole thing back together.
Well, I got the frig all cleaned up only to discover I couldn’t figure out how to get the *** vegetable bins back the way they were.
Every time I clean this refrigerator I *swear* I’m going to really pay attention to how the !! thing is put together and every !! time I take the bins out I forget.
Of course, at the moment I’m home alone. Help! I need help!
Oh, well, at least the refrigerator closes.
My first-ever fiction story is now up on the Nottinghamshire Times website (see blogroll for link). Check it out. Especially check it out if you live in the UK — it’s a really nice zine with a bunch of local stuff I am unfortunately unlikely to get to check out.
Also check out Long Story Short, both the ezine and the writer’s lodge. I can’t say enough good things about them.
I started taking backroads to my office a while back for several reasons. One was the alternative was to drive up route 128, a very stressful endeavor. Another was traffic. A third was a slower, more peaceful drive on which I wouldn’t get rear ended if I stopped to write down some inspired (or not) verse or other.
This morning I took advantage of a couple of timely traffic lights to write a few verses down. Each time a driver behind me honked.
Imagine that! Some people really just want to drive when they get in the car.
I went out to scoop the yard this morning and Nikki, one of our dogs, followed me out. Nikki, of course, was delighted to be outside, and barked happily, running in circles around me. I was not nearly so cheerful.
In fairly short order, of course, I came across a very wet dog toy. Since I had the scooper in one hand and the rake in the other, I put them down, picked up the toy and tossed it towards the house.
Nikki was thrilled. She quickly retrieved the toy, growling happily and tossing her head from side to side, ran back to me and dropped the toy expectantly at my feet.
She had such a good time. It improved my whole day.
Poor little cell phone — it’s terminal. I need to replace it.
Snif. I really liked it, too.
I did — I voted this morning.
I also bought some Snuggle (fabric softener) at CVS on the way home. Unfortunately, the container was leaking. It leaked all over my kitchen floor, my kitchen counter and my poor cell phone.
Mopping and rags took care of the floor and the counter, but alas, the cell phone seems to be toast. I’m off to the cell phone store to see if they can resurrect it. Hopefully it’s just the battery.
I heard on Good Morning America that in twenty-five years we will have flying cars. I also heard that there is a working prototype now.
I’m ready to sign on the dotted line. I’ve wanted a flying car for years. Every time I’m stuck in traffic I think about how nice it would be if my car would sprout helicopter blades from the roof so I could take off and avoid the backup.
Just let me know where I can buy one.
Literary zine “The Green Muse” is back at a new location. Check it out. This month’s issue has three of my poems.