Happy Christmas
How can it be a week from today? Wow.
All I want for Christmas is….
Ha! Isn’t that a weighted question. I’d love 24 hours of complete silence. I mean, no nagging OMG I forgot this or OMG how am I gonna get that done from the internal voice. No day job draining me. No TV or Computer seducing me. I’ll even step away from the baking and crafty things on my agenda for 24 hours of bliss. (No, husband-honey, you can’t come because you’ll distract me.)
What will I do with it? Other than sleep, take a long, hot bubbly bath that I deserve, I want to write. I want to relax my mind enough to let the creativity flow. I want to explore the stories I’ve started and expound on them, I want to jot down new story lines so I can flesh them out later. I want to reread work I’ve done and get it ready to submit. Yeah, fat chance I’ll get those 24 hrs and even if I did, I’d never accomplish all that. It’s Christmas. It’s time for dreams. 
Honestly though, the season continues to inspire me. I’m writing when I can, dreaming up new stuff, some I write down, some I let float away. I’m joyous that I still can write, still want to, even though my creativity and ability has been choked by real life of late.
On a different front, my daughter has been accepted to her school of choice, Purdue University. She’s still pending a scholarship or two and will be applying for more, as well as working with the Army and ROTC to make sure she can start classes on time and will avoid deployment while in the program. (She’s okay with deployment, but none of us want to see yanked 2 months into her freshman year and sent oversees.) She’s maturing like crazy with all these intense decisions. (But they’re still weighing on me…. nah, you didn’t expect otherwise, now didja?)
I’ve been very absent online and I apologize to my friends for that. Think of you often and follow your lives via twitter and blogs more than you realize. Love you all and Merry Christmas!