Yellow Rose's Garden

It's 5:30 in the AM. Here I sit with my China Rain incense burning and drinking my tea laced with St. Brendan's cream.

It's now 6:12.
I dropped a reply e-mail to Liz's grandmother-in-law. Man, my typing has gotten a lot slower. Then again I haven't slept and my brain is running slow.

I have all boxes but one ready to travel to the post office. I have most of my cards ready and save one DVD they are either ready to go or gone already. The last one is on hold because I have no idea what to say. The worst thing to say is nothing. As you know, if you have been reading a while, my mother's brother, Bill, passed away in October. I want to drop a note and one of the DVDs to his widow. It would be completely wrong to not send her at least a letter. The probably is that I'm clueless what to say. It'll come to me in time. Hopefully soon.

Planned on sending out a disc with a set of books on audio, but there's crimp in the plan. The series has 7 books. So far, I've gotten hold of 1, 2, 4, and 7. Missing three of them. So, that's a no go for now.

Still working on the Mother Goose photo albums.

It's 8:03 AM and, yes, I'm awake. Going to bed soon, though.

Current audio book is Angels and Demons.

I have writer's clog again. Not quite the same as writer's block. I have four or five characters yapping and none will give way so one  can speak and move over. Ugh.

So, for later...  sort out the writer's clog, mail stuff, and post pictures.