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I was feeling fairly rotten about not going to Vegas this weekend to sign Knights of the Magical Realm: Warriors Gone Wild.  Now, I’m glad I listened to my intuition and didn’t go.  Tiffany is the hospital again. http://www.naturemoms.com/blog/2006/12/17/another-hospitalization/#comments
 

This has been a strange week.  First, I heard from Avalon, and hooray…everything is proceeding on schedule and why not…I’m not involved at the moment.  Then I hear from Triskelion…they really like the story I sent and will be sending me a contract…more good news.  And the editor wants more!
 

Up and down!  Highs and lows!  I’d trade the highs, if the lows went away.
 

I’ve been reading my grandmother’s diaries…from 1948-on. Actually, she’s my cousin, Deb’s grandmother, but I didn’t know that…she was mine!  Grandma Malcolm had highs and lows.  Days when no one came to visit, when there weren’t extra people gathered for her to feed and fuss over. Those days, she always said she was blue.  She had those days more often in the Ohio winters.  They didn’t call it depression back then…just feeling blue.
 

I loved going to Grandma Malcolm’s.  As a baby, I lived on the next farm, within walking distance, with Mamma Mary and Daddy Jim. (Deb’s parents) You can tell by the names, I adopted them.  At age 1 ½, I ran away from home three times in one day and went to Grandma’s.  They finally gave up and allowed me to stay.
 

Often when Grandma referred to me in her diary, she called me a pill.  Imagine that!
 

I’m having one of those days Grandma had now and then… Color me blue…

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