It Was Just Another Manic Monday
Don’t forget I’m giving away THREE copies of THE BIG PICTURE. So leave a comment between now and Monday, August 4th. Tell everyone you know. Unless you think they’ll leave a weird comment like some of the spam I get. I really don’t need anymore telling me where I can find video of Britney Spears making out with a horse.
Okay, if I don’t finish this book tonight, I am going to hurt someone. As in go to Wal-Mart, pick out a random person, and pluck out ALL his nose hairs. I seriously need to wrap it up. Writing a book is like house guests. Toward the end all the good food is gone, and you just can’t wait to see it go.
So last night we had a birthday party for my grandmother, who is 87 today. After the party my mom was cleaning up in the kitchen and accidentally dropped the meat knife onto her leg! My mom’s always been a trooper about pain. So as she was sitting on the floor due to all the blood loss and the small children were crying, she kept yelling things like, “Butterfly band-aid! Gimme a BUTTERFLY BAND-AID! Just hot glue it back together! Who has a safety pin? Silly Puddy? Stapler?” (Well, a tiny exaggeration, but she would not quit about the butterfly Band-Aid, and this was for a gash a Prius could’ve fit through.)
So we throw her in the car and drive to the ER at like 9:45. I totally should’ve brought my camera for the event. It was like a horror movie of blood. But that worked to our advantage. The ER was PACKED OUT. Apparently EVERYONE picked Sunday night to drop meat knives, have car wrecks, and get arrested and need to be drug tested and restrained. Bev gave an amazing performance though, and because she bled on the floor TWICE, they put her in a room and she had a doctor checking her out in 45 minutes! AMAZING!
So she had to get stitches. But before she did, the doctor came in, unwrapped her two ft. worth of gauze, and then. . . stuck his finger IN her gaping wound. I thought I was going to hurl my birthday cake up. A few minutes later I went to wait in the lobby. I didn’t want her to get hot with all the people in there. I’m selfless like that. Yep, all for her.
Can I just say that THIS Saturday Night Live skit used to crack me up EVERY TIME. I would go around singing it at school. Like to the point of being obnoxious. I thought it was the deepest, most moving song. And clever too! I mean, Chopping Cauliflower wouldn’t have been nearly as powerful.
When the stress of finishing up a book gets me down, I like to spend some time on YouTube and (okay, when do I NOT spend some time on YouTube?) search out some Will Ferrell. While his Phantom bit might be my favorite, this one with Jack Black is pretty fab too. Jack can just flat out sing for real.
Did you know Bono is the godfather of the Jolie-Pitt twins? How can I get Bono to be my godfather? But I probably don’t recycle enough for him. And I don’t even own any of his CDs. And I NEVER can remember the name of his band–U2. I always want to say he’s with R.E.M., but that’s almost an insult. Because I LOVED R.E.M. when I was in high school. I never understood a SINGLE word of their music, but man, they were cool. This was my favorite song. I don’t get it either, but the music is UH-MAZING.
That version doesn’t have the huge cello and violin parts in it, which totally MAKES the song. Tragic. Check out minute 4:07 where he leans on the piano and stares at the piano player. I would have to stop playing and be like, “Dude–get out of my face! You’re creeping me out. Even though your song about skinny dipping is oddly calming…”
So I read my first Christian fiction historical romance. I loved the period details of the Falcon and the Sparrow. M.L. Tyndall wrote a series about a Christian pirate before this book, so I have to check that out since my next series might have a pirate element or two in there (along with wrestling. and spandex. and feminine products. and a hearse.) Anyway, you can check out the first chapter and summary below.
Have a great Monday. Keep your meat knives to yourself.
JEN
This week, the
Christian Fiction Blog Alliance
is introducing
(Barbour Publishing, Inc - August 1, 2008)
by
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
M. L. (MARYLU) TYNDALL grew up on the beaches of South Florida loving the sea and the warm tropics. But despite the beauty around her, she always felt an ache in her soul–a longing for something more.
After college, she married and moved to California where she had two children and settled into a job at a local computer company. Although she had done everything the world expected, she was still miserable. She hated her job and her marriage was falling apart.
Still searching for purpose, adventure and true love, she spent her late twenties and early thirties doing all the things the world told her would make her happy, and after years, her children suffered, her second marriage suffered, and she was still miserable.
One day, she picked up her old Bible, dusted it off, and began to read. Somewhere in the middle, God opened her hardened heart to see that He was real, that He still loved her, and that He had a purpose for her life, if she’d only give her heart to Him completely.
Her current releases in the Legacy of The Kings Pirates series include:The Restitution, The Reliance, and The Redemption
ABOUT THE BOOK
When Mademoiselle Dominique Dawson sets foot on the soil of her beloved homeland, England, she feels neither the happiness nor the excitement she expected upon her
return to the place of her birth. Alone for the first time in her life, without family, without friends, without protection, she now faces a far more frightening prospect, for she has come to the country she loves as an enemy-a spy for Napoleon.
Forced to betray England or never see her only brother alive again, Dominique has accepted a position as governess to the son of Admiral Chase Randal, a harsh man, still bitter over the loss of his wife. Will Dominique find the strength she needs through God to follow through with the plan to rescue her brother? Will Chase find comfort for his bitter heart in God’s arms and be able to love again?
And what new deceptions will they both find in France when they arrive to carry out their plan?
If you would like to read an excerpt of The Falcon And The Sparrow, go HERE
Ok, so I can totally identify with wanting to gag your guts out… I’m horrible with stuff like that. Even reading it gave me goosebumps!
I read a book by ML Tyndall a few weeks ago… in fact, it was the first from that pirates series. It was SO romantic…and *gag* I don’t love romance that much. So it was a little over the top for me. lol. But if you like romance, I’m sure you’ll like it.
I LOVED the broccoli song, but I always remembered it as an Adam Sandler bit! Old age is a bear.
LOL about the knife. My mom is like that. She grew up where you didn’t go to the doctor. Ever.
Not even when she was a kid and jumped from a window and got a rusty nail embedded in the bottom of her foot. Her mom - my grandmother - just poured alcohol over it and bandaged it. Yeah, lol. Doctors were just not an option for whatever reason.
BTW, I feel cheated. I thought when you said, “excerpt” (I’m always looking for keywords) you were referring to an excerpt from your next manuscript. -Sigh- I feel so cheated.
I’m going to find the cookie dough ice cream to numb some of my disappointment.
Debbie
Thank God that your mom could get into the emergency room that night. And that she’s good at handling pain. Because if I was in her situation, I would have screamed bloody murder (pun intended) and asked for a whole pint of Ben and Jerry’s while the doctor was examining the gash.
I think moms receive a “painless” gene after they have kids. Otherwise they wouldn’t be able to survive.
Blessings! (Oh, and no need for the warning — as of yet my eyes remain in their place.)
Choppin’ Broc-o-lay is all Dana Carvey, but Adam Sandler sang a LOT on the show.
Yes, I think moms do develop a painless gene. I guess they compare all things to childbirth. I just dropped an axe on my foot and cut it off. As painful as popping out an entire human? Um, no. I’m good!
Sorry, Debbie! No peeks at So Not Happening for quite a while. : )
LOL!! Wow.
That’s so funny. Well, not that your mom hurt herself, of course. But the rest is funny.
Good luck with the increased recycling. If Bono accepts the God-father position, can I have his autograph or something? In high school I was in a skit that was a take-off on Abbott and Costello’s “Who’s On First” that was called “Who’s On the Radio?” She kept saying “U2,” and I was like, “Me, too what?!” Har har…
Nothing like old SNL… This will show my age, but one of my personal favorites that I quote on occasion was the skit where they did worst case scenarios: “you know like when you stick your hand in the garbage disposal and somebody accidently turns it on? Yeah, I hate it when that happens…”
I would love to watch them links o’ yours, but the FREAKING FILTER MY PARENTS PUT ON MY COMPUTER WON’T LET ME! I can’t even go on youtube. By the standards of the filter, a hand without a glove is nudity,saying crap is VERY strong language, and the ABC’s are just waaaaay too extreme. So, I can’t look at ANY of your youtube videos or click on the other wonderful joys.
About the hospital visit… I grew up watching surgeries on Discovery Health (which started next year will be Oprah’s evil domain) so blood has no affect on me. Neither does diet soda…
WOW!! I wish I were you!!! You NEVER have a dull moment. YOU R AWESOME!!! WE love your Blog…
WOW!! I wish I were you!!! You NEVER have a dull moment. YOU R AWESOME!!! WE love your Blog…
Pam, worst case scenarios is great too! I love classic SNL.
Kasey–that’s funny. U2. HA!