Sad

Eighteen years ago, on April 18th, my husband and I brought home a teeny-tiny black, gray and brown stripey kitten from the local humane society. We named her Nimue because I'm a giant nerd, and she was my baby. She had the most beautiful sage green eyes and would purr whenever she was with me. She was shy and a little skittish around other people, but she loved me.

She laid by my side while I worked and kept me company with every book I wrote - even the pile of crap ones that'll never see the light of day. She was unimpressed when I bought the boys home from the hospital, but quickly took over the role of "Mom Cat" and would do her best Timmy's-in-the-well-Lassie-impersonation whenever one of them would cry or doing something she didn't approve of.

Over the last year, she's grown understandably more feeble and a little blind and had taken to hiding for hours at a time - cupboards and bookshelves being her favorite spots. When she wouldn't answer last night when I called, my husband went looking for her. He found her curled up on a bookshelf, looking like she'd simply fallen asleep. I'm grateful that she went peacefully, but I miss her like mad.

A Pretty Fabulous Day

I just got back from school. Killian was sick and had to come home. He's looking pretty pale and feeling really crummy.

Thanks for all the kind comments on my pottery yesterday. I just love playing with clay. I talked to my mom yesterday and she decided that she needs a kiln in her basement (she does amazing work!) and I told her I thought it was a brilliant idea. Here's hoping we can find one cheap!

Other than the the sick run, my day is filled with happiness and light. Lots of light. Here in GR, there isn't a cloud in the sky, the sun is shining, the snow is getting a little melty and I actually saw signs of wildlife.

Other fabulous attributes of my day include:

Awesome Anny who reminded me that I haven't had my vitamins since this whole kidney thing started over a month and a half ago. DUH. Long story, but it involves schedules and drug interactions.

Benevolent Brynn who brought me a sun lamp this morning. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, she is that fantabulous!

Cute Catness. This is Nimue (aka Mewford, Mewmew, The Queen of Sheba and Goddess of the

Bathtub.) She's eighteen years old this month. Hubby and I got her from the pound shortly before our second anniversary. If anyone's doing the math, yes...I was a child bride. Nimue sits next to me on the arm of the couch all night long and keeps me company while I work.

In fact, last night she kept shooting me dirty looks, whenever I'd foghorn laugh at the insanity going on at Novel Talk last night. I had an absolute blast there last night with Brynn and Dakota and some of the NT regulars. What an awesome group! I can't wait to go back there and hang out some more!

OH!! I can't believe I almost forgot! I also got a stellar review from Joyfully Reviewed for Solstice Seduction! Here's the most awsomest part:

Solstice Seduction features a delicious hero that could be any woman’s fantasy. What better match than a man who knows he’s sinned, but cannot find a way to redeem himself, and a woman who believes God has abandoned her? Author Bronwyn Green writes a tale as hot as it is fantastic. Taliesin proves himself to be more than just a pretty face, and a perfect hero. Emerson is a loveable heroine you can feel for. This is just book one in the series. I hope to read more.

And here's the link if you want to read the rest. http://www.joyfullyreviewed.com/reviews/Feb08/SolsticeSeduction.BG.html

All right...Nimue says I must get to work and harangue Jen Armintrout into working on the Alan Rickman Literacy Project.