Maybe It’s Me, But

I’ve been watching this cheese.

No laughs.

No smiles. No songs. No dance.

Nature's Promise Organic Entertaining Cheese Selection Slices - E-Commerce Front

Review: Not entertained at all. Maybe it’s better eaten.

 

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Road Trip! Kind of.

I have visitors so I will be going on a short little road trip. My radio silence is because my visitors are already here, but I’m hoping to pop on every once in a while because the voice inside my head won’t be stilled (a good thing, despite how it might sound) and that voice always likes to know if you, in turn, like what she’s talking about. Forget about me, it’s all about the voice! 😉

I’ll try to post pictures as I travel. If I don’t post them here, check out my instagram feed.

Thanks as always. And thanks to those of you who’ve just started following me. I’ll be by shortly to visit you! 🙂

A Rant (without any discernible political slant)

don’t you just love it when even your headings rhyme? (unintentionally)

F-Bomb imaged by Sascha Darlington

I’ve been thinking about addressing this issue for a while now. Let’s talk the “F” Bomb and gratuitous cussing/cursing/profanity/etc. Continue reading

So That Sore Throat From Hades

At the beginning of my book review on July 4, I mentioned I had the worst sore throat ever. Ha!

After much procrastination and a fever rising to 102° yesterday evening, I decided that maybe I’d go to one of those Urgent Care facilities, which then sent me to the Emergency Room.

My sore throat was indeed the sore throat from hell as it was strep “gone bad” as the doctor at the Urgent Care put it. Evidently if you’ve never had your tonsils out (like moi), you can develop a peritonsillar abscess, which needs to be drained, plus the added pleasure of intravenous steroids to reduce swelling and intravenous antibiotics.

Just to add further delight, because I was barely able to swallow even liquids yesterday, I was severely dehydrated, which made trying to find a vein to put the IV in like searching for a vein of water in the Sahara, and my swollen right hand shows it.

But, alas, it all ends on a good note. I am home, hugged Scout multiple times, and am slowly beginning to feel like ME again!

As a typical writer, I observed a lot of usable things in my 6 hours in the ER. My ENT at the hospital was a blessing, just a wonderful and funny human being, who might find her way into a story. After encountering so many humorless, impatient doctors, she was a gem.

Anyway, I just wanted to give you all an update that things might not be back to normal here at the microcosm until tomorrow, but definitely (why do I feel like I should add a “hopefully?”) Monday.

In the meantime, take care of yourselves, and don’t procrastinate on health issues as I evidently do.

Hugs, Sascha

 

 

 

WordPress Weirdness

Do any of you schedule your posts in advance? Have you noticed lately that when you go to proof them or check for any anomalies that there is a great big one because, while it used to show your entire post when you would go to edit, now it shows…nothing? I have had one solid freak out because it looked like wordpress lost my entire book review, which fortunately I had already saved to NetGalley. (And, yes, lesson learned; I am now writing them in Word. I may even start saving them there too, just for piece of mind, and because that’s probably what I should have always been doing, but, you know, that bit of logic is neither here nor there.)

Now I’ve been going to preview, but even then the graphics don’t show up.

Right now I’m biting my nails while hoping that everything shows up for the next two blog tours.

The phrase I used to hear a lot: if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it? Well, THAT!

Frustrated rant is over. Go about your regularly scheduled blog readings. 😉

Windy!

The US east coast has been the recipient of another bomb cyclone. While this one hasn’t brought snow to the microcosm, it has brought winds…lots and lots of winds, probably the strongest I can ever remember here with gusts of 60-70 mph (70 is hurricane strength!). Trees are down, roofs are being uninvented, and the power is capricious. With each blip in the power, an assortment of beeps resound through the house, which sends Scout upstairs to his bed, where it must be safe. Continue reading

Let’s Talk SLEEP (aka how I experimented on my Fitbit)

Sooooooo, here’s something you don’t know about me. I’m obsessed with steps. Now, I’m not talking about stairs, but each and every step I take.  (Doesn’t that put you in mind of The Police, “Every Breath You Take?”)

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