Digital Media and hairballs...

You know, I started to blog this yesterday afternoon, when I was finished my first set of rounds for the day, and I was all full of ambition. I was going to blog about digital media, about how much I love it and why.

I was going to discuss the joy of eBooks and how instant access gives me a rush. I adore that I can have a book in my greedy little hands in under a minute, even at 12:17 am when I'm looking pretty scary. Which was the time on the clock last night when I, complete with freshly washed and rolled hair, downloaded one of the recent Spice Briefs. Boy what a sexy picture that was...

I was going to discuss the freedom that AudioBooks afford me when I often get too busy to read otherwise. How else could I get to read a couple of chapters this morning while folding laundry? Or hear a few more tomorrow evening while I'm sewing part of my fairy costume for RT. Try holding a book and doing that...

I was going to talk about Podcasts, like this month's featured podcast on one of my favorite authors, Susan Wiggs. I admit it, I'm something of a nerd, and the information in the podcasts fuel my need to learn. It's just a bonus that it's new and fascinating things.

But then, yep, life happened... My phone started ringing, and my inbox started filling, and my gorgeous long haired fur baby had a couple of hairball attacks (bleck) and my teenager is off her regular school schedule this week because of exams and boy was she feeling yappy. What kind of mom would I be if I told her to get lost when she actually wanted to spend time with me... And apparently she was contagious because my hubby called at least 4 times... and my mom called, and my 3yo niece insisted on talking to me twice... and the day progressed from there.
Needless to say I didn't get around to posting my blog about digital media until last last night, it was past my bedtime.

So I took my handy little pda and go crawl into bed beside the sleeping, snoring blanket thief and read a short story before sleep claimed me.

Me Time

The pic says it all doesn't it? It's cold, I'm tired, and it's cold.

Drama Queens and germs.,

As most of you know, I'm a mom, and I have 3 girls, all nicknamed Fred.

Some of you know that my girls are adhd (fancy that, my kids being hyper) and some of you know that besides their actual names, and Fred, I also call them The Instigator, The Agitator, and The Arguer.

The instigator would be my oldest. She's 16 and just loves to stir thing up so she can sit back to watch. (a little more of her father showing there). We also call her Lord Marshall because she likes to be in charge when not being Machiavelli.

The Arguer is the youngest. She's 8, and I swear, if I said the sky was blue she'd argue that it was really more of a dove grey... She's my high strung one, the one I also call Norma, after Norma Desmond, and she's normally the drama queen, although since she's usually the unwilling pawn of her sisters, I can understand why. She's also my pokey one. I'm forever barking at her to pick up the pace because we're always waiting on her.

The Agitator is my dd2, she's 11 and funny enough, she's my quiet one, when not tormenting her sisters or making us laugh with her quick wit that is. She's also the most easy going of the three. She wakes up pleasant, and gets out of bed without trouble when I call her. She usually says "okay mom" and does what I ask, the first time I ask it and often before I ask.

I think dd's 2 and 3 switched bodies this morning.

dd3 was up first, without being called and dd2 had to be called twice. dd3 ate her breakfast without examining it or complaining. dd2 had to be reminded twice that it was her favorite. dd3 brushed her teeth and was dressed 20 minutes early, dd2 was having a meltdown 5 minutes after they were supposed to be out the door.

I thought to myself, watching her, that she must not be feeling well.Sure enough, not a half hour later the school called, she wanted to come home. She's sleeping now, and this is my kid that gave up naps at 2.

See, a mother always knows.

Home Away from Home

When I first discovered eHarlequin.com back in... um, 2000 I think. I was a lurker. I've never been the shy sort, but I've always taken the time to learn about a place before I jump in with both feet. I wanted to find out what sort of people hung out there, since I'd heard such stories about net junkies I was a little leary about getting mixed up with some.

Well, it wasn't long before I spoke up, said hello and found myself welcomed. Now I'm a net junky too.

I'm so glad I made that choice. I met some truly wonderful people here, made some life long friends, and discovered more than one kindred spirit.

Each day I meet someone new, share my love for words and wordsmiths and strengthen the bonds of growing friendhsips.

I'm looking forward to the year to come.

Dear Readers,

How often do you get the chance to help people, and indulge in something you love at the same time?

Well here's your chance eHarlequin.com is hosting a Book Challenge, and not just any challenge, this one's special.

Our goal is for our community to read 100,000 books between 12:01am - January 1, 2008 and 11:59pm - December 31, 2008.

If we can make that 100,000, or close to it, then eHarlequin.com is going to donate that number of books to a worthy cause.

What we ask of you is simple. Join us in this undertaking.

There is no cost beyond the books you’re already buying for yourselves anyway. You don’t even have to read all Harlequin Books, although we do ask that half of the books you read come from one or more of our imprints.

There is no “homework” beyond posting your reviews as you finish your books, and posting these reviews on a regular basis.

It’s simple, and fun and you’ll meet a lot of like-minded people.

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Thanks,
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