Call Me Nell

I took a trip to the Playground this morning. Kimberly's post is just too cute, in a scary kind of way - scary, because I'm just like her (actually, she's much younger than I am, so that would make her just like me). Except for the warranty on the iron. That's the WGH's department - his filing cabinet is very organized. Mine has labeled folders but they are in no particular order (except for the drawer with the book notes in it, of course). The WGH keeps track of our intake and outflow (to the penny) on a very clever budget, one that we have trouble sticking to. I am not good with money, which is part of the reason I keep him around. The trouble with the arrangement is that he's a big-ticket impulse buyer. I nickel and dime us to death. We're working on it.

The first thing I learned when I moved to Tennessee was that I'm a damn Yankee. The difference between a Yankee and a damn Yankee is that Yankees go home. All my Southern friends like to make fun of my accent. Mine! I have one friend in particular, the Georgia Peach, who is just about as Southern Belle as they come. Except for that whole dainty and demure thing. She's more like the fiery side of Scarlett. She's also six feet tall, so ya don' wanna mess widda, a'ight?

My Southern friends like to hear me try to pronounce the word "dog". Simple? Heh. No. When I try to say it "like a Southerner" it comes out all drawn out and slow - "daaaaoooowwwwwguh" - and GP and the rest of them lovingly (ahem) dub me "Nell" (actually, they pronounce her name "Nail" because, well, that's the way Southerners talk). Taying in the weend, chickapayee!

World's Most Perfect Drinks, Part 2: A) Grape-OJ. The main female character in my third book drinks my favorite breakfast drink. This is grape juice mixed into orange juice in about a 1:4 ratio. I "invented" this when I was in college. I had a friend who didn't mind my drinking it in front of her but couldn't stand to watch me mix it. B) Iced tea - UNsweet, thank you. Southerners and Midwest farmers (i.e. my Dad's family) drink tea with tons of sugar in it. Yuck! Hello? If I want a brown-colored caffeinated drink with that much sugar I'll drink a Dr. Pepper. Which reminds me ... C) Dr. Pepper.

Today I work on "pages" - the next section of the book that goes to Writers' Group tomorrow night. Egad, it's been three weeks already?? My self-imposed deadline of Memorial Day is looming nearer and I'm nowhere near getting this book finished. J.B., get back to work!

Yes, Mother.

Book of the Week: The Delilah Complex by M.J. Rose

Read a book. Preferably a finished one.

=) JB