I’m coooold. Having just sat through a lacrosse game in 37 degree weather, with snow and hail pelting down, my hair’s soaked and body’s chilled and that’s on top of the cold I was fighting…but lost out to. I hate it when you’re fighting a bug and the bug wins. Not fair, not at all. But I’m home now and relatively dry (except for my hair) and I’ve a cup of hot water next to me and my last box of Peeps.
That’s right. I’m down to one box of yellow bunnies and it’s opened. I opened it earlier after lunch and I’ve only 7 Peeps left. I just thank God that Easter is five weeks away. I have five weeks to stock up on Peeps before they disappear from the market for awhile. Five weeks of sugar coated marshmallow. Mmmmm. So healthy. So good for the baby. I almost wonder if Mac will come out dusted in colored granulated sugar.
Today’s the first day in 5 days where I almost feel like myself again. The cold was tough but nearing the end. And although my nose is alternating between stuffy and runny, and the my chest is like a drum with its nice big deep cough, I don’t ache as much and I can focus enough to read and maybe even write. I’m hoping to write tonight since the kids are with their dad. I haven’t written in a week and it makes me nervous to not be writing when the deadline is so close.
I’ve been reading all day though, up until this afternoon’s lacrosse game in Kirkland. Yesterday I received the page proofs for Easy On The Eyes and I’ve been reading closely, trying to catch typos and errors, but I’m torn as I read. This book feels different to me than my other books. But then my writer friends tell me I say that every book. And I probably do because let’s face it, Jackie from Flirting isn’t Marta from Odd Mom Out, or Taylor from Mrs. Perfect. Easy On The Eyes is Tiana’s story and she’s her own woman with her own conflicts. I’ll be so interested in what my readers have to say after reading it. In fact, I can’t wait to hear what readers think. It’s hard to wait, too…
But July is a long time away and tonight I’m going to write. Even if it’s just for an hour. I’ve downloaded more songs onto my iPod, including purchasing U2’s new album from iTunes, along with Melinda Doolittle’s and Chris Issak’s. This is my favorite kind of night when the kids aren’t here. Just Jane hanging with her writing, her tunes, and her Peeps. Life can’t get much better than that, can it?
Well, it could, and it would, if I had just one more box of Peeps. Seven little Peeps are nothing. Seven little Peeps go so fast. Maybe before I start writing I should make a quick trip to the store. Always better to be safe than sorry.