On Friday, my husband whisked me away for a weekend to ourselves. What a treat! I actually slept until 10 am on Saturday AND Sunday. I exercised twice. I watched 3 movies. I finished Stargirl and started reading Inkheart. And for the very best part…CABLE INTERNET! I checked my e-mail a bajillion times and leisurely surfed all the boards. It was great! Those aren’t all the fun things we did but some things I’ll just keep to myself. š
Came home on Sunday to lovely hugs and kisses from our kids AND (insert trumpets here) Dah-dah-daaaaaaah! A HIGHLIGHTS CONTRACT! Yes, it’s true. I have to keep reminding myself. I sold two poems to Highlights. It’s nice to finally break in there.
And to end, in a day-late homenagem to my mom:
Thanks for putting up with me when I was a snotty, disrespectful wretch of a teenager.
Thanks for not saying “payback is rough” (well, not too often) when I whine about my own little messy Marvins.
Thanks for dreaming bigger dreams for me than I dreamed for myself.
Thanks for sending out all my subs (with your own stamps!) to cut down on the response time since I’m in Brazil.
Thanks…just thanks for all the things too numerous to name…for all the ways I don’t even know you’ve loved me.
I love you, Mom.
Kristy Dempsey 
Hi Kristy!
This is Dot from Verla’s. (I discovered your LJ from surfing my friends list–you should post a link on the big blue board!)
Wow–a whole weekend away. That sounds intensely lovely. I got an afternoon off and that was pretty darn nice.
Re: Hi Kristy!
Hi Dot! I’ve got your blog bookmarked. š I haven’t posted mine yet, because, believe it or not, I’m scared to. I’m slowly starting, feeling my way around and I’ll post responses on others lj’s and mabye the word will slowly get out. After I’ve been going for a few weeks, I might post it. š I’m such a wimp.
Kristy
Re: Hi Kristy!
Feel free to friend me on LJ. Isn’t that a weird thing–the way LJ has turned friend into a verb?
And I know what you mean about being reluctant to announce it. I think it’s something to do with the whole online *journal* concept. Like hey! come read my journal–aren’t I fascinating? It helps me to think of it as more of a conversation. Hey! come chat with me!
Thanks for putting up with me when I was a snotty, disrespectful wretch of a teenager.
Thanks for not saying “payback is rough” (well, not too often) when I whine about my own little messy Marvins.
Thanks for dreaming bigger dreams for me than I dreamed for myself.
Thanks for sending out all my subs (with your own stamps!) to cut down on the response time since I’m in Brazil.
Thanks…just thanks for all the things too numerous to name…for all the ways I don’t even know you’ve loved me.
I love you, Mom.
THANK YOU! for being the kind of daughter that made it easy to love. You were and still are a joy and I love you and yours with all my heart. I’m getting teary because it’s been so long since we’ve seen you…wish it could be more often. As far as the stamps go…just remember me when you’re rich and famous!!!:) I love you and am as thrilled as you are when the acceptance letters come. Love, Mom