writing

Started writing again, a little, last night.  Need to sit my ass down and commit.  I love it.

Today was a busy day...funny how what I think of as a busy day involves visiting friends, shopping for things we need, & PTA.  I wonder sometimes what other people's accomplished days include.  World peace.  Solving problems.  Providing a necessity.  Then I feel like hash tagging myself...  #whitegirlproblems

Not that today was busy in a problematic way.  I quite enjoyed it.  Coffee with Tatum......skinny vanilla latte at Starbucks, yummmmmmm.....and the company is always fun.  Tatum makes me smile.  Then off to Goodwill where I poked around and found nothing of consequence.  Off to Ross, which is now open in Valrico.  It's nice and clean.  Clean.  It's not all ghettoed up yet.  It's clean.  Did find a couple of things there, including b/day gift for baby Jack for tomorrow's b/day party.  Off to the bank & Walmart.  Then McDonald's - a treat for the kids, spring break lunch.  Then home.  Chill for a few hours.  Then PTA at Beef's.  My days do not usually consist of any real stress, and I know this.  I try to remember that there are people hurting and struggling everywhere.  Traffic & high prices are not something to be a bitch about.

Did encounter trashy 20 somethings at Ross.  Gosh I hope I wasn't so trashy when I was that age.  Jackwagons.

Going to Irish night at Jonalynn's tomorrow night...have printed off a shepherd's pie recipe that sounds amazing...I'll put Stephen to work tomorrow.  And then I'll eat goodies.  And hopefully drink an Irish car bomb.