It is FRIDAY.
And today was PAYDAY.
And I only worked a few hours today. I felt like CRAP when I woke up this morning. So I milled around the house until my meds kicked in.
Anyway, I am glad for today, and the weekend. The weather in my beloved ATL is crazy. It's been warm most of the week, but it will be in the 20s and 30s for the weekend. How crazy is that.
I am also happy for the new season of shows premiering this month. I have been waiting on Humans and American Crime. And this week, the second season of one of my FAVORITE series premiered: Underground.
I am glad to see Harriet Tubman portrayed on television.
And today is the anniversary of her death.
She died this day back in 1913.
Here's her obituary.
Here's a write-up about her death the day after she died.
And if you can read that 0.002 font, then you are Superman.
But I found it interesting. Look it up online.
I hate that I couldn't work all day today. Just felt trippy this morning.
I am very much thankful having over 900 hours of sick leave. I save it up just in case I gotta be laid out at home for a few months.
And for days like today.
Quote of the Day:
Don't open a can of worms you're not willing to eat!
(I think that's an EXCELLENT writing prompt. I will be using that in a story).
Speaking of writing, I am officially a published author. I have a story coming out in an anthology this summer. Details coming soon.
Thought I would just THROW that out there. Trust me.... I've been GIDDY as all get out about it.
Song of the Day: For some odd reason, I've been listen to a lot of Patti Labelle the past couple of weeks. Here is one of my favorites by her. "If you Ask Me To"
How classic is that? And that was played at the end of one of the James Bond movies. License to Kill.
Speaking of License to Kill, that is the tiile track, the intro for the movie, and it was sung by Gladys Knight.
How AWESOME is that song? Big and bold and in your face.
I miss good music. It must be why I like oldies.
I have a writer's group meeting tomorrow. I detest the long drive (40 miles), but I always feel better when I meet with them. It's a christian writers group, and it's like someone throwing a bucket of water on me... it washes away my tomfoolery and ratchetness...
If only for the time I am there.
Always good. Always inspirational.
And that's a good thing.
Ya'll have a GREAT weekend.