I need to find my Heatherness

I want to thank all four? five? of you that gave me ideas (and encouragement) for this story. Ironically, the morning after I wrote the last post, I had an idea hit me. But when I was first rolling it around my brain, I thought, "Nah. That's a book. I can't condense that into a short story that is 2000 words or less." Later in the afternoon, I figured it out and got started. It's totally different than any of my other characters or plot lines. When I told my husband about it, he was really impressed. That is saying something. It's pretty raw, but I am hoping to give y'all a sneak peak here pretty soon.

I am in a mood, and that is affecting my blogging. I like to keep this upbeat and positive, but that would be the polar opposite of how I am feeling.

I usually don't worry about what I dream about, but I know that most of my dreams tend to have some sort of significance.However, I thought it was very strange this morning though when my mom called. My dad left this morning to go to my grandmother's in Kentucky. Later in the conversation, I found out my uncle had been there for a couple of days and the other uncle was also on his way. Well, last night (not knowing what was going on in KY or my grandmother) I dreamed that these uncles, my aunts and cousins had gathered but it was my other grandmother that was sick. I couldn't figure out why my dad's side of the family was there for my mom's side.

Strange.

Is it just me, or does Lisa Renna look like a Bratz doll?























That felt good to get that off my chest....I've only been thinking about it since the Golden Globes.

Happy Birthday to Evie. I am pretty sure her birthday is any second. Hopefully, she doesn't receive one of those vile Bratz dolls.

Big Daddy is off tomorrow. Good things.