Twitter was my big landmark event this past week. (Thanks so much to Tess and Elisa for their twitter aid. They blasted me into their twitter-spheres and I'm super grateful.) Yes, I had a slow week but every now and again, a slow week is exactly right. Sometimes a slow week lets you sit back and appreciate random little things.
I assure you that I've not been focused entirely on Twitter. In fact, I had tea with two wonderful writers Friday morning. It began mostly as a gab session but we got on track with our zine discussion. The illustrious Jenn is wrapping up the first edition of A Radical Notion and I'm super excited to read it.
Two other things came of having tea:
- A wonderful idea for organizing notes
- A new Friday plan
I'm still an awkward tweet-er. I felt foolish for adding a non-writing tweet (not that any of my tweets have had anything to do with writing) but this felt too far into the world of "I'm opening the front door. I'm stepping outside. I'm watering my plant." Let me assure you, my Etsy Tweet was all about writing as I purchased fabulous clothes-line clips for my new Idea Line. (You can find it at @motherstuttered.)
The second discovery/decision was the Friday plan: two Fridays a month I will rise ridiculously early so the dogs and I can walk four miles before the heat begins to suffocate us all. (We were dying by 7:45.) Then I'll take my laptop to the coffee shop to enjoy writing and tea. I think some off-site one-on-one with Chai is just what I need.
Are you still scratching your head over my post title: Twitteasock with Peanut Butter? Twit. Tea. Sock. Okay, you have the first two but WTH does Sock have to do with Peanut Butter?
When I started mentally composing a blog post Friday morning, I was drawn to write about a special little creature.
|Peanut Butter (and Reese on right)|
|Miniature German Shepherd?|
Peanut is my Marine. When I hold her in my arms, she sits up ram-rod straight with a very serious expression. She's all work and little play. Need a rat exterminated? Peanut's your girl. Want her to sit in your lap? Uhhhh.....
|You WILL do as I say|
|I LOVE to HIKE!|
She's bossy with the other dogs (No playing, bark bark bark! Stop that, bark bark bark!) but she's my faithful hiker and has proudly delivered to me two large rats--thankfully dead. (I don't miss Oakland rats.)
But lately, I've noticed a delightful trend with my Drill Sargent. She's taken to snuggling my socks while I'm away at work. My "I just wore them walking and stuffed them in my shoe" socks. Nine out of ten times, it's stolen from the left shoe. My left foot is obviously more deliciously pungent.
|Momma Dog (though not related)|
It's good to enjoy the random.
A special thanks to everyone who is following me on twitter already! Merci Elisa, Tess, Jennifer, Nicole, Kathy, Glenn, Ann, Bailey, Jennifer E, Holly, Laura, Cody, Let's Book It, CJ, and Carol!
|Perimeter is secure, M'am.|
|Securing the perimeter.|