Monday, June 1, 2009
No rest for the busy
It has been a long time since I felt like I have worked. The past few days have been busy with several writing assignments. Saturday started with mentoring program and ended with a NAACP banquet. By Sunday at 4:30 p.m., I had written four articles with photos and cutlines. I mailed it all by 5 p.m.
My husband and son were supportive by watching cartoons and staying out my way. With all that done, we went for a Sunday evening drive. I have an interview with a newspaper on Thursday and wanted to pick up a few copies of the paper so we went to the town and got some. It was a nice drive complete with singing to radio and good conversation. At the convenience store, my son got cigarette stick candies with Captain America tattoos and I got teriyaki chicken wings. All in all a good evening. Last night, I watched Spy Kids with my son. It was nice little movie.
And late Saturday night, I met my hubby and an old friend at restaurant near our house to sing karaoke. Actually she sung while my hubby and I watched. She sings good and we don’t. I can do karaoke as long as she is not around. She’s that good. Us and other friends all agreed that she sings, we watch and all is good.
Today, I am doing a story on the summer reading program. So it’s no rest for the tired but happy to be back in the game sort of. It is suppose to be hot today. Summer is almost here folks.
I love the photo because my son is trying to be Hercules or something.
1. Kit the kitten
2. Teriyaki chicken wings
3. Libraries lovely Libraries
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