Christmas is over and the end of the year is just around the corner.
With New Year Resolutions.
Yipes.
How did last year's resolutions go?  Well, they went anyway.
And this blog was my way of telling myself, and all who read it, what I was doing with my writing.  Or supposed to be doing.
Did I fall short?  Yup.  I did.
But that's okay.  I'm still proud of me because this Christmas, for the first time since I've had more than one child, I was ready on Christmas eve! I mean the presents were wrapped and ready to set out before supper.  So when I finally chased - yes I mean chased! - my oldest, a fifteen year old boy (soon to be driving - nope, not facing it, not happening,) to bed shortly after midnight, all I had to do was drag them out and put them under the tree. In bed and asleep before two.  A record for me.
Most years I'm up until 2 or 3 just wrapping presents!
Where's those darn elves when you need 'em?
And here I am, tonight, ready for bed, but I'm ready to start writing again! I've been thinking and figuring and twisting things in my head for quite some time about a novel I'm STILL working on.  The Right Match.  I think I'm ready to pull it out again and blow the dust off.  Ideas are turning out for that one.  Others, too, but this one's pulling the hardest.
Sigh.
I've jotted some ideas down, and even though you can't see my living room floor with all the presents the kids got (I moved things around to vacuum umpteen times, I'm not that much of a slob....... today) because they keep dragging them out again and again, tomorrow - oops, tomorrow I'm gonna catch me some boxing day sales and visit some old friends - yay!, so Friday morning, or tomorrow night if I get home before I burn out, I am going to do what I said I was going to do.  I'm going to write.  Or rewrite.  Or both.  And I'm going to have another project scratched off my to-do list.
I love scratching.
I really do.
Of course I'm going to add three things for every one I scratch off because  the ideas don't stop.
Scratch one add three.
Hmmmmmm.
Scratch one add three.
Kinda sounds like my laundry piles.  They keep multiplying too.
Crap.

Hope you had a wonderful Christmas!

Christmas is almost here!
And I used to be the biggest Christmas freak ever...........I mean I could listen to Christmas music beginning in July and not be sick of it by Christmas! And those pretty sparkling lights.........all year round.
Yup.  That's me.
This year? I don't know where the time went.  Two weeks til Christmas and I don't even have my tree up.  Or my lights.  Sad.
Does that mean I've been busy writing?
Hah! I wish!
Nada.  Zip.  Nothing.
That is exactly what I've got done in my writing career (hee hee!) since my last post.
Have I been doing nothing with my time?
Wasting it doing frivolous fun activities? Like watching television - boy am I behind on my shows - or heaven forbid - reading! Sigh............I wish.
Seriously I hate leaving things to the last minute, and I have eleven whole months to do it.
But I did it again.
I left my sewing until December. Well, I started the end of November.
This year I am only doing doll clothes, barbie clothes, and a few pars of pjs.  That's all.
Of course, with my two daughters, and my six nieces, that's eight pairs of doll pjs, eight tops and eight pairs of jeans, and eight dresses.
Not to mention the barbies.  Hey, they need clothes for Christmas too.
I am so going to clean up the toys this year.  I meant to do it before Christmas.  Surprise surprise.  I didn't.
Seriously, who needs 300 barbies?
I don't!
And yes I love to exaggerate - BUT I'M NOT!
Actually I think there is more but I'm trying to be serious.
Yes I admit it.
My daughter is a barbie-addict.
The whole reason I started sewing was because there were more naked barbies than covered ones.
She got hand-me-down barbies from her cousins.  Christmas presents.  Birthday presents.  And remember I come from a huge family and so does my husband.  So most occasions there were at least five new ones.
Then there's the 'Daddy nobody ever buys me anything!'
Sad, but it works every time.  No matter how many times I tell him don't fall for it!, he does.
And barbie accessories?
Too many.
Everywhere.
And so easy to vacuum...........oops.
Its like invasion of the barbies..................ONLY WORSE!
I could write a horror book about it - and I might!
No barbies were bought this year - and I told Santa in my letter to make sure too!
And writing?
Its coming!
I'm going to my first writing group on Thursday! So exciting! I know that is going to jump start me again.  I just know it!
Or maybe what I need is a slow-me-down pill, so I will have time to sit down, with a pen and paper.........
And if I don't have time to post again before Christmas......

MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
HAPPY HANUKKAH!
and generally have a great day!