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The Mighty Meagan

An introduction into my world of personal satisfaction, self-indulgence, and a sounding board for my thoughts concerning writing, the Internet, and business. Other topics discussed at my discretion.

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6.09.2005

6.09.05

So I am sitting here in my little black camisole and my new pair of Levis, barefooted and no bra. And I tell ya, things couldn't be better. Isn't it just wonderful to have a bit of time to sit back, relax and chair-dance to a few great tunes? *What a great mental picture, eh? LOL*

So, as I've said things have been crazy lately. The doctors ordered Mom to not work anymore split shifts, found out that her B vitamin complex (B, B6, B12) was incredibly low (She has to go and get monthly shots now) and she recently went through a Nuclear Stress Test on the treadmill. So far they think her heart is perfectly fine. They actually took her OFF her blood pressure medication, as it was causing her blood pressure to be too low. So, obviously I think that things are looking up for her in the health department. I mean that's good isn't it? Her blood pressure is normal, and she hasn't been that healthy since she was in her 20's! Mom isn't really sure how to take it and neither is her body, I believe. She is so used to being unhealthy, that actually being healthy is odd to her.

Since they ordered Mom to only work one shift all week long, I have now taken Mom's shifts (sorta) and she has taken mine. In order to do this we both had to work 4 days a week, 10 hrs a day. So, I now work - Saturday through Monday mornings M-10am, and Tuesday morning 10am-8pm. Icky. But, hey 3 days off!

Things have been going well on the business front. At the JOB, I think I may just get a promotion, and in my home business I have just recently been able to afford a new advertising package that has already shown some great results and feedback; it really has promise. I will try to keep you all up-to-date, now that my schedules have died down back to semi-normalish.

On the writing front, I think I may just get the chance to do a few things for the Waverly branch of the Burlington paper! Exciting huh? I know I am feeling a bit overwhelmed with all that is going on and I am unsure what exactly I will submit to them as my first article for review. This all came about because Mom's new boyfriend (who I actually like!) had a date with her and they were talking about me. (Nice to know I am so popular! Heh!) Anyway, he was talking about his brother who is part owner and editor of the Yates Center paper and his sister ( I think) owns the Waverly branch of the Burlington paper. Anyway, Mom told him about some of my poems and short stories, then he recommended to Mom that I submit something to the Waverly paper and see where it takes me. Hey, I've got nothing to loose! (Except of course, for my pride which I never had much of anyway. Really.) Since he knows the owner, at least I know it will be looked at, which to say the least is more than is happening for me now.

I cracked a joke to Mom that if I was going to be writing for the paper I would need a really great pen name to write under. I suggested Kitty Scoop, which she thought was funny but just down right wrong. I kinda liked it, dammit! (Ha!) Seriously. No, really, I am not kidding. Ok. Fine. Laugh if you want to, but I liked it! Seriously, if you don't stop laughing my feelings will be hurt. See, now you've made me cry. How do you feel now, huh? Feel good to make poor Kitty Scoop cry? Feel all big and bad and James Dean-ish? Bully, Sadist! Ha! How did you like that one! Even Kitties can growl. See, grrrmeow. Well, I tried! Really, really hard!

So, that's the update for now, but like Darth Vader, I have a son that no one really knows is my son; who I will try to turn over to the dark side.

Errr. Ok, well, not really. But, like Darth Vader, evil really never dies.

Oh, wait, yeah he did die. Damn, well, who ever heard of the good side winning!? Plot twist, who have thought it?

Surely not me, indeed.

Cheers!

Meagan