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I’m a voracious reader, so I’m limiting myself to my favorite five books read in the last month and linking up with Anne at Modern Mrs. Darcy (she hosts Twitterature the fifteenth of every month) and Angie at Many Little Blessings, who hosts List it Tuesday every week.

believing in myself

Believing in Myself: Daily Meditations for Healing and Building Self-Esteem ~ Not just for the needy. Brief (1-2 paragraph) inspiring thoughts for each day. Not spiritual (if that’s a deal-breaker for anyone) and the perfect size for my nightstand.

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Finding Beth ~ Read it once in ebook form, but had to buy the hard-copy version and read it again that way. I have to have my favorites in hardback in case of zombie apocolype and lack of power for my Kindle. Only about a six weeks until the sequel comes out!

emotion thesaurus

Emotion Thesaurus ~ A must for all writers. I can’t get through a single writing session without it. And it has to be hard copy, not ebook.

curly girl

Curly Girl: The Handbook ~ Has changed my hair care routine forever. And, miracle of miracles, has made it possible to do something with my hair besides just pulling it back in a clip. Cheaper, easier, healthier – it’s a win-win for anyone who has any curl at all in their hair.

sycamore row

Sycamore Row ~ I stopped reading John Grisham long ago because he seemed to be just “dialing it in”, but a friend gave me this and I loved it. Very reminiscent of his early books.

 

 

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Join me every Monday to share a favorite snippet from your work in progress – fiction, non-fiction, poetry, whatever suits your fancy! Write it in a post and link it up below, or just share in the comments section. Use this as an opportunity to hold yourself accountable – don’t let Monday roll around and find you with no new words written ;)

Brooke and Lauren were waiting impatiently by the back door when Anna walked into the kitchen.  As soon as she opened the door they fell over each other scrambling out into the dark yard, yipping at something Anna couldn’t see.  She decided to sit outside for a while.  It was a beautiful night and the sound of the surf breaking was calming.  Tomorrow would be a good day.  Especially after a soak in that tub and a long night’s sleep in that glorious bed.

She smiled as she remembered she’d packed her Kindle, and could read in the tub.  That’s when she stepped in the poop.  Anna cursed inventively as she yanked off her shoe, wiped it on what she hoped was clean grass, and looked around for a hose.  Small dogs’ poop didn’t smell any less nasty than big dogs’ poop.  And there was still plenty of it to cover the bottom of a sandal.  By the time she found the hose she’d stepped in poop again.  Fresh, warm poop.  With her bare foot.  She sprayed off her shoe and her foot, swearing the entire time and making poop-scooping her first priority for the next day.  The dogs were already yipping at the back door, tails wagging, ready to curl up in their designer dog beds for the night.  Damn furballs.

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On a sad note, the final bloom fell off my Christmas cactus this week. It’s been blooming constantly since December third, trying to perk me up, and it was finally just worn out. I’m going to repot it as a reward as soon as I find a super-cute pot at Goodwill.

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I’ve found a new Netflix addiction to replace Nip/Tuck, which I finished last week. I started watching that one just for the surgery scenes, but was quickly snagged by all the quirky patients and plot twists. Now I’m watching House, MD.

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I laughed through nearly the entire first episode of House, since it so perfectly captures the dark humor necessary to work in the medical field. But then I became angry. Just because someone takes prescription pain medication for medically documented pain does not make them a drug addict. That’s like calling a diabetic a drug addict because they need to take insulin daily. I’m at a point in the series where I’m over being angry, though, and can go back to enjoying it. Just had to vent a bit.

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While we’re on the topic of pain, I’ll mention that I did follow up with the pain management doc I was seeing to discuss having a nerve stimulator implanted. He expressed doubts that having the implant would diminish my pain at all, so I passed. He was also a bit shocked when I insisted I didn’t have any lower back pain on a regular basis. Once I saw his copy of my recent MRI I understood why.

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I do not have a single lumbar vertebral disc that is not herniated. And I have moderate to severe stenosis at every single level. I guess I am probably having low back pain, but my neck pain is so much worse that I just don’t notice it. Since I’ve never haad spinal trauma, I’m only forty-seven, and I have no family history of spinal problems I wonder if this is some sort of never-before-identified syndrome. If so, I want it named after me, not some doctor.  Ballard Syndrome has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? Or perhaps something a bit more memorable for medical students . . . Jammie Girl Syndrome?

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My short-tern memory loss seems to be getting worse, since I looked at my calendar for this week and saw “Lisa – walk” on Friday and had no idea what it meant or any memory of writing it there. I finally called Lisa and she asked me to come over on Friday and walk her dog with her. Those are the kind of things good friends do when someone is obviously losing their mind.

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I had a really stellar moment earlier this week. I’d let the dogs out for a potty break, and Sam squatted first. Boss trotted over and lifted his leg right next to her, so I yelled out, “Don’t pee on your sister.” I looked up to see my neighbor (he of the perfectly-manicured lawn and perfectly-trained dog) looking at me and smiling. I fake-smiled and waved in return, pretending I didn’t care I was wearing my son’s basketball-print pajama pants and a bleach-splattered T-shirt I’d slept in at noon. Screw it. He probably has a perfect MRI, too.

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