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- 17:22 And the universal hosing continues as I sit waiting for a tow truck on a dark street #
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No, it's not the name of a new Disney after-school TV series. Sorry to disappoint.
The title of this post is actually referring to a couple of super-awesome photos from Amanda's recent trip to Colorado, where she enjoyed the rare and thrilling experience of having her face tasted by a full-grown wolf. Not many can say they've done that, you know, because usually they are dead or unable to form words through all the scar tissue...
Ok, I'm a litttle late, it's Friday...
Love:
Gabby and I are feeling better.
I'm slowly starting to taste my food again.
Gabby has brushed her teeth before bed 2 nights in a row.
Seattle has a couple of clear and sunny days.
My pedicure and how pretty my toes look.
Airborne.
Loathe:
I woke up last night and heard thunder and wanted to cry! I was scurred!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was really sick on Halloween so I missed my Zumba party.
My underwear is old. LOL
- 12:32 If falafels weren't so messy would they be so good.... #
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I've always wanted to write for magazines. Always. The problem in college was that I wasn't cut throat enough to work in publishing and I didn't have the guts to go for a freelance type of career like I should have. So I've started a little late in life but I've been steadily working toward a few writing goals:
- My first byline. As a writer you want to see your name under a title that says by Jennifer Famiano. I've never had that before and it has been a dream. A little one to many, but a big one to me.
- See my name in print.
- Get a steady stable of clients so that I can become self-sufficient.
- Publish a book.
I go to the fertility doc in about 3 hours to start another Clomid round. Since I'm about 3 weeks late they'll have to give me something to make me start first. I hate that but it will probably make me feel a lot better and make all these damn pregnancy symptoms go away. It's crazy to me that cysts can do that. So of course I'm like omg I'm pregnant and it just goes on and on from there.
I'm a head case. I'm not sure how much more of the watch and see I can do.
Maybe during that ultrasound they'll find a little baby in there....I'm not holding my breathe though!
Brett had to work last night.....so I've not seen him since Tuesday night except in passing. I love being by myself but right now, especially last night, I just need someone to hold me and play with my hair and tell me that no matter what everything will be fine...because I'm not convinced that it will be.
I'm about to reach my breaking point....I'm on the edge.
I could really go for some barbeque turkey right now from Earl's.
......I'm having one
I think I need meds....seriously.
I really liked this book.
Having spent some time in the Muslim world, many things mentioned - such as the bazaar, hamman and henna - were familiar to me. And I got so involved in the story of the young female protagonist that I finished the book in just one day, staying up late into the night to find out how the tale ended.
If you like historical fiction, this novel set in 17th century Iran is a nice change of pace from the usual tales of wealthy or royal Europeans.
This was the November selection for my monthly book club and I'm really looking forward to discussing it with others.