Truth Tuesday

I'm tired.

Realize again, how much I am so an emotional eater!

Hope my racquetball partner and I can play a few games--

Took a day break from the school work-

To finish a 1200 word piece for Chicken Soup for the Soul submission-

Which is due Friday.

In the meantime, I am tired.

Yet, I thought of a past love tonight

And I smiled.

So Saturday

Had my HTW Writers' (aka Critique Group) Meeting today. The HTW stands for "Honor The Words." Our encouragement, conversation and laughter tangoed through the air! We're all excited since a member will be part of a new Chicken Soup for the Soul. This is for Twins (which she is) and other other multiples. We kidded her how she owes us our fee for critiquing it! Her story was picked to be one of only 101 chosen for this Chicken Soup! We hope by our next meeting she may have a copy of it--which goes on sale March 10.

As for me. It's Saturday. Gorgeous day. Still coming down from the chocolate pecan ice cream pie buzz I had at our meeting. My gut tells me I need to take an avid interest to get back on my diet. Indeed, love yourself at all costs, however even I'm not keen of hips wide enough to show a double feature. :)

Nonetheless, a wonderful day. Took me back to a time in 1976, when Saturday Nights meant to shag the drag (Happy Days was BIG then, so we had 50's lingo), mingle with chums and drink g Pabst Blue Ribbon (we were legal then). Ya know, the important stuff.

Cue up a corny, but make ya smile kind of song: Bay City Rollers and : S-a-t-u-r-d-a-y Night!