Well, I pared out the extraneous crap that was hiding within the 413 page manuscript….And I added a subplot and more humor…I’m down 13,000 words, though I’m not sure I accomplished what I needed to (besides tightening things up–this I did do) . So I’m going to ignore the fresh hardcopy for a day or two and then dive back in. I love the straight creative part so much more than this…wait, this requires a lot more creativity, it just feels worse. It will be worth it in the end.

Sorry for the string of bad posts–I’m drowning in my revisions as I struggle to tighten things up and create a new small subplot…It’s coming along, but I’m in panic mode–If I don’t get through this–I’ll never be able to blog again–better to bear down and do it than drag it out…

Don’t forget to go to The Mommy Blog to help with donations…

Be back soon.

Kathie

Anyone interested in giving money to hurricane relief might want to look at what Mindi is doing at The Mommyblog…I know people are giving at lots of different places, but take a look.

More posts later…busy revising…must focus…must keep moving…

Hey there everyone–I have a photo up for all to see–yes that’s me with the aforementioned “bob.” More to come.

I don’t want an angry bitter blog, but I can’t listen to FEMA man on television say the people in the N.O. convention center are eating two meals a day while NBC cameras illuminate the filth and desperation of people who have lost everything that makes them who they are.

I don’t like Bush, and I don’t want to read like an insane liberal Bush hater, but it is his responsibility to lead his country and solve this problem. He should have demanded airlines haul the poor masses out of the city before the hurricane and housed them at all the empty bases. “Eighty percent got out,” yeah, those with money and families beyond the borders of N.O. Thank God he got his last bike ride in to ensure for a little longer we have the healthiest president ever.

He should with some kind of passionate angst (the kind he is hopefully feeling) demand these babies and their parents are taken to safety. Demand the elderly are given what they need.
I don’t sense at all he identifies with the people who are begging for their lives.
And I think it has less to do with race than it does with poverty.
It must be too frightening or simply too difficult for him to imagine he could ever be in that position.
If NBC can get in there and family members who are looking for their relations can get there, then there is no excuse.
And I don’t care that Bush called the way this is going “unacceptable,” he’s more fired up about steroids than he is about this…
Congress moved with lightening speed when the Terry Shiavo (sp?) stuff was gong on, but now they think getting aid to these people by Sunday is somehow “fine.”

I couldn’t be more disgusted. They are not “On Top” of anything except, I’m sure, W’s next planned hiatus.

Hey ladies,

I banned TV coverage of Katrina today.
My friend Michele and I were glued to it yesterday.
It left me saddened…
It should.
But a break from the viewing in lieu of some prayers is a fair trade-off, yes?
Not that the poor souls in LA can take a break…
So, what can I do?
I will donate money, but what else?
I see on other blogs all these people offering their homes…
That’s amazing, but I can’t help being a little suspicious of the offers…
that’s cynical and crappy of me,
If ever there was a reason for Federal gov. intervention, this is it.
Come on, get these people to all the bases that are supposed to close this year.
Bush and his silly dog…bike ride…month long vacation….I can’t take it. There must be something else we mothers can do. Clearly it can’t be left to the most powerful man in the world. (sorry to my conservative friends, but come on.)

I’m sure this will come as no great shakes for most moms out there, but I finally reached the end of my patience for getting no sleep every night and came up with a plan…got the kids new “character” pillow cases, hauled out Jake’s safety bed rail so to create a fort-like sleeping experience and announced that each one must stay in bed, no questions asked. They both nodded as though they understood perfectly what I was ordering them to do…we’ll see…deep in the night..think positive Kathie, think positive.
Balancing out my lack of sleep and complaints about life’s miniscule aggravations is the staggering Hurricane situation…all those babies and children and their horrified parents. Of course they’re running out of stores gripping all the pampers they can get their hands on. This is surprising?

urine. Two nights in a row I had to clean up accidents in the middle of the night. The first night was Jake, we let him have too much water before bed…he had been swimming all day in the hot sun and we figured his body would absorb it. Wrong.

Last night when he made his nightly pilgrimage into our bedroom, I gave him a detour to the bathroom and thought the problem was solved. It was for him. But around midnight Beth padded in saying she was wet. She isn’t potty trained so that was no biggie, but upon investigation, it looked as though the diaper had failed. She must have rolled over in some funky way that left a gap between her body and the diaper because the diaper was barely full and the bed was puddled…

This wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t woken up every couple of hours by one of them demanding I make an appearance in their bedroom or showing up in ours. I scurry to the screaming child’s room because if one of them wakes up the other…By the third time that I’m awoken I can’t get back to sleep.

My neurologist told me the best thing I can do for MS is get a lot of rest…Don’t see it happening. Fellow mothers, houswives, a little help? How can I get these kids to stay asleep?

Kathie