My weekends are Tuesday and Wednesday. Weird, I know. So late last night ( I work till 2:00am), after work I drove to see my brother (who works very early, 6:00 am) because like many Americans sometimes it comes down to food or gas. He needed to get to work so I was bringing him gas money. Well after seeing him, I decided I wanted to eat (notice I said wanted not hungry) so I stopped at White Castle. That's right the chiefdom of sliders. I got my sweetie cheese burgers and while I drove home, I scarfed down fries and diet coke (hey, I like the taste of diet pop).
When I got home, my guy and I chatted about politics (between grease and belches) including the latest gaffe with McCain/Palin. We talked about the news (we're news junkie; he being the consummate reader, keeps me well informed). I wished him happy birthday again and shortly thereafter crawled into bed belly full and knowing fully well there's no way I was waking up early for our walk.
In the afternoon, my daughter called and shared with me her first day of school. She has all advance classes but of course that's not the exciting news. The big news was that her hair was fly and she was lookin' good because she spent her momma's hard earned cash on must-have new clothes. I'm glad to hear she'll be challenged academically. And happy that she had no pre-teen drama about not looking good or not fitting in at school.
Lot of traffic on the blog recently, and I'm prayin' to Maude this goes a long way to beat back my lackluster faith in my writing. Lord, I'm sick of me complaining about my writing, but the truth is until I hit a very long writing streak, I'm going to question what I'm doing.
Anyhoo, what's shakin' in your world? Don't let me take up all the space with my shortcomings. Share. Tell me, "How you doin'?"