Sometimes intelligible ramblings from a former teacher, publisher, aerospace worker, barmaid, and waitress
Monday, June 1, 2009
I'm Obsessed
with black cats these days. My Sweetie sleeps under my bedspread all day and on the back of the sofa all night. Except for frequent forays to the food bowl. He's huge and temperamental and can shift from loving to biting in the blink of an eye. Like mother, like son?
In my life I've waited tables, raised sons, taught school, published books, and railed at politicians. I'm building a house, next to my son, where I can spend time with my granddaughter. I read, write, and dream about being immortal.
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