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The Pay Off

Yesterday’s words were hard fought. I mean I had to tell my brain to shut up and force every sentence. But I did it. I didn’t stop and check out the Olympics. I didn’t go to cnn.com or timesrecordnews.com or huffingtonpost.com. I forced myself to write.

Today I was at school until late and had to go grocery shopping. I hate grocery shopping alone, but it’s lots of fun with hubby. We made steaks, and I tried a new recipe: roasted cauliflower (recipe at bottom of post). We watched the Olympics while we were eating. Quarterfinals for some cool looking skiing event with lots of jumps and skids and all sorts of fun. It would have been easy to skip the writing tonight, especially when yesterday’s words were so hard to come by.

But I didn’t. I started at 8:30 and finished at 10:30 and right now, I like the words. I kind of love them. I have no idea how I’ll feel about them when I get to revisions, but I’m not going to worry about that right now. This is the draft stage, and I gave myself permission to write crap because I can’t fix a blank page. It’s way easier to teach it than to do it. 🙂



Roasted Cauliflower:

I head of cauliflower. (The fresh stuff, not frozen.)

4 TBSP butter. (I’ll use 2 next time and add some coconut or olive oil)

Minced onion, garlic salt, pepper.

Stick it in the oven at 350 for an hour stirring every once in a while.

AMAZING, Easy, low-carboliciousness ❤

Low Carb and Lovin’ It


1 TBSP Almond Butter (3 carbs)

1 C unsweetened Almond Milk (1)



1/4 tsp cocoa powder

Vanilla flavoring


Wish I would’ve added some Arbonne powdered fiber, but I didn’t think about it until I was done. 🙂




My new WIP stars a hero who cooks. Lots. Right now he’s making an incredible dinner sure to drive my heroine crazy.
I’m not much of a cook, but I can make decent enchiladas and taco salad and awesome manicotti. That about does it for my specialties.
I’m not sure why really. Growing up I was surrounded by good food. The other day I was whipping up a batch of whole wheat waffles (mix, milk, egg, oil PRESTO!) and I thought about my old favorite breakfast. The one Grandma would make for us if we begged and pleaded. Biscuits and chocolate gravy. I know it sounds strange but it was delicious. Way better than sausage gravy. Way better than chocolate donuts. And I learned a long time ago that the absolute best sandwich is peanut butter and dill pickles on white bread. I always have to tell my friends don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it. Inevitably I hear how great it is once they take the risk and give it a go. DD makes a delicious spaghetti sauce with tomato sauce and balsamic vinegar. It’s tangy and light. Pretty much perfect.
I’m trying to decide which of those favorites my hero will use on my heroine. I might have to spend more time in my kitchen researching. My family will definitely appreciate it.

Rockin’ and Rollin’

Wichita Falls is best known for the massive tornado we had in 1979. Every spring since I’ve been here, severe storms have been a part of my April and May. It didn’t even thunder this year until a couple weeks ago. We had hail, baseball sized hail, with no thunderstorm.
That changed today.
Today, when we got ready for church, we got to watch massive amazing storms build. By the time church was out the tornadoes were going strong. The TV weatherpeople were going crazy. They love these days. They live for these moments.
The sirens were sounding about two miles from my house and dh decides we need to go home. We were at my MIL’s. Her house is nice and safe and across town from the sirens.
I told him forget it.
Then the rain stopped.
And there on the radar we saw a teensy speck of clear weather.
I agreed to get in the car and make the short trip home,
We made it, but that was CRAZY.
It’s nasty weather outside. Power sparks flying off electric lines, funnels hanging all over the place, wind blowing hard enough to bend huge trees to the ground.
And I was in the car because it wasn’t raining! UGH!
Saving the new shoes (I bought awesome shoes today) wasn’t worth it.
I don’t know why I relented.
This man, the man I love with all my heart, hears sirens and if it’s not raining goes to the corner with all the other guys in the neighborhood and watches guessing on when the storm might get here. I go to the closet with a flashlight, a bottle of water and a good book. If it’s late, I take my pillow.
I don’t understand him. UGH.

Tonight’s service was about respecting our bodies and the calories in our favorite fast foods. A large cherry limeaid has almost 500 calories. 500. UGH! An awesome blossom has over 2000 calories. WHAT? Needless to say when church was over we were ravenous, so we went out to El Chico’s. The preacher didn’t say anything about Mexican food. To top it off we had dessert. In honor of the message we had apple skillet.
Apple crisp carmalized with cinnamon icecream on top. It was wonderful. I think there might have been three slices of apple in it.
Needless to say I have no idea how many Points I ate tonight. I’m sure it’s not pretty.
But it’s not as ugly as it would have been if we’d have been caught out in a tornado. UGH!

Lies…all lies. :-) and YIKES

Weight Watchers Vs. Summer Break round 310.
(score so far: WW 3, SB 307)
Since September 9th last year I’ve been using the WW Points system to lose weight. I love it because it’s not a diet. I can’t diet. If I diet I gain weight because I’ll be going along just fine until wham! I run into 1 pound of Hersheys, a sleeve of Chips AHoy and Bills Catfish..all on the same day. And after that I go a little crazy. Or a lot crazy. It’s not pretty.
So I haven’t been dieting.
I’ve been working my WW, exercising, drinking my water. Life is good and I’m dropping sizes.
Part of this journey has been hanging out on WW message boards. My favorite is the Bravo board because you get to see how people are progressing.
It’s great inspiration.
But I think a lot of these people are aliens.
I’m serious!
They talk about how after so long friend food doesn’t even taste good anymore. How sweets aren’t nearly so tempting. How life without chocolate or Krispy Kreme really is great.
I decided to chance that tonight by making french fries for my family.
My husband hasn’t been so happy in months. The fry daddy is his favorite cooking utensil, but it hasn’t been used since last September.
I poured the oil in the tub and squinched up my nose at the atrocious smell and look of pure Wesson. That lasted about five minutes.
After that the fries smelled great. And I don’t know when fried food is ever going to stop tasting incredible. I loved every one (of the, oh, probably 107) I ate.
I don’t think I can figure out the points on this one.

It got me thinking about habits and how important it is to develop habits in life.
I broke the writing habit and it’s been hard to get it back.
I better be careful or I’mm going to break the Points and exercise habits too.

I was interviewed today about my writing by the local paper. I’m co-chair of the small writer’s conference my RWA chapter holds and the reporter wanted to know about the group and about my writing journey. It was cool but also a little freaky. I gave her some other chapter member names and numbers. I hope she’ll call them. They’re published. They can give her more info from a different perspective. It was cool to brag on the published members in my group. She wanted to know if they were vanity press published or just on the web. Neither! It was fabulous to talk about my CP Karen Kelley and her multiple contracts and the power of a dream, about Linda Broday who wrote an NRCA historical winner about a girl who goes blind while she was battling her own blindness due to MS, about our chapter president who writes fro Genesis and for an e-pub (the e-pubs aren’t romance. They’re asian historicals and they sound wonderful), and about the marvelous Melissa Shroeder who’s publishing erotic romance and is out in trade with Mary Janice Davidson right now.
It was awesome to talk about the scope of romance and how in our tiny group we run the gamut from inspirational and young adult to historical or erotic but it’s all the same journey to publication.
We’ll see how it all ends up when the story runs. WOW was it ever scary.
But it definitely made me want to write.
Which is a good thing.
Time’s slipping by. I need to redevelop the habit and get back into the game.
Especially now that my entire town is going to know what I’m doing. YIKES!