Time for a mini vacation! And time for me to post too much about it. :D
Thursday, April 28th, we landed in New York at 3pm. Peaceful flight. I brought Girl Scout cookies and whiskey. (May I say the Samoas and Maker's Mark pairing works.)
We found metro cards and the bus stop and skillfully navigated our way to our hotel. OMG our hotel.
Yotel: New York.
The hotel was a short walk from the Subway and it was gorgeous and ultra modern with a luggage storage robot in the lobby and music from Star Wars in the elevators. Instalove. The bed was comfy, too, which is a priority for us.
With no plans for the first night, we wandered off to explore and found ourselves pretty much ON Times Square, so we shopped, people-watched, and took in this Star Wars exhibit at "Discovery Center". It was very cool to see R2-D2 in the flesh and all the blasters and light saber handles! Loved that. Also amazed at the textures you can't see on the big screen in costumes like Obi-Wan's raw silk kimono and Rey's fine gauze desert dress.
I fangirled quite a bit, and was sorely tempted by the gift shop, particularly by the Storm Trooper clutch purse.
I then dragged Brian to the Hershey store, because I knew I could get a Giant Reese Cup there. It was... like... SO BIG. One half pound each cup so like a hamburger of chocolate and peanut butter.
Jealous of my own past self. I want another one.
Foot-traffic in Times Square was set to "Moooo" and I got quite annoyed at people pushing and shoving their way through a crowd that was, really, not just standing around for no reason, yo.
For dinner we... I forgot. Was that Pony Bar night? OMG weekend so blurry! Yes. Pony Bar. We went wandering looking for food in our neighborhood and found a place called PONY BAR. (My nickname on the football team is Pony. I was excited.) Fabulous Cuban sandwich. Fabulous deep fried pickle nuggets. Fabulous micro-brew. Five out of five Pony Stars.
My glass says "PONY" on it and I didn't steal it. I'm so virtuous.
So that's about it for our first half-day of the weekend jaunt to NYC. We retired to our fabulous hotel 'cabin' for The Daily Show and Nightly Show and planning for the next day.
Continued in NYC Day Two >>
Life is pretty darn good. (I do have to keep repeating that to myself.)
Brian and I leave for New York City tomorrow morning! We have an action-packed extended weekend planned, with museums, the opera, and our first Roller Coaster of the year: the iconic Cyclone at Luna Park! EEE! Can't wait.
My bluebells have once again bloomed despite my negligence and the fitful Ohio weather. (See user photo. Bluebell.)
Also some random strangers spent a good fifteen minutes talking about my story on this podcast:
I'm flattered I'm on anyone's radar, really... though I was anxious to listen to this, knowing how autobiographical the story is.
Anyway, I found the podcast interesting and will likely listen to more of theirs in the future while I anxiously wonder if I will ever, ever sell another story again.
So, I celebrated the end of lent by spending $200 on dresses.
See, I'd given up impulse buys for lent, so I thought I deserved it. :D
(I am not religious at all, but I feel that if you enjoy a feast, you should pay for it with a fast, so my purely comercial Christmas impells me to give up something for lent. Likewise, if I go to a Sedar, I have to give up levened bread for Passover.)
Then I went to the art museum and I decided that, gosh darn it, I was going to GO WILD. I parked in the expensive garage. I wore my nicest clothes. And makeup! And I ate in the cafe! And I didn't worry about how much I could eat or if it was healthy. I got a bottle of wine, chocolate cake and a cheeseburger! Decadance! Deliciousness!
Then I bought jewelry in the gift shop. I just did whatever I wanted and pretended I had more money than I could ever spend.
Damn that felt good.
Damn we are soooo broke now. Still don't regret my wild day in the museum. Those earrings are awesome. But... yeah. Things are tight now, and we're going to NYC for the last weekend of the month. Hopefully payday comes before we fly? Brian and I are both paid at the end of the month now. And last month was a little tight because he had just started his new job and only got paid half the month, so hopefully May will be... more solvent.
Still, I really wish I'd sell another story... soon.
It's a rainy Monday and I've gotten rejection letters so I feel pretty much like I am a worthless waste of human flesh.
Anyway, Sunday I ran out shopping on my own and I felt sad because I wanted a friend to share the experience with, but the only person I could think to call was my sister, who was not at home.
"I have more friends," I said. "Surely I have more friends. I should really program their numbers into my phone. Then I'd know who to call."
Therefore, I am making a self-serving call out to my friends; IF you live in the Cleveland area AND you'd be up for unplanned outtings of the Friendly kind, let me know, okay?
The Submission Grinder tells me I sold 5 stories in 2015 for a grand total of $949. This is the most I've made on writing fiction in a year - and makes me wonder if I'm being a total wuss about the whole "2015 sucked" complaints.
The complaints: Lost about 65 pounds, had three hospital stays for two weeks-ish each and was in bad pain for about, oh, half the year. But it's turning a corner I hope. For real, this time. I was mostly pain-free in September and thought I was finally doing well, only to fall ill again in October, but... well, I've not taken any medication yet in 2016. Go me!
Thanks to the no-medication thing, I've done two things today I haven't done since October: I drove the car and had a shot of whisky. Horray for not having to heed perscription labels!
In 2015, thanks to being nearly incapacitated for half the year, I read over 100 books. I didn't write much - I feel like there'll be some lag on the publication I'll have to endure now. None of the stories published in 2015 were written in 2015, you see. They were all 2014 writing or earlier. So... yeah. I need to get back on the old horse and start pumping stuff out and submitting it to markets. I submitted stories to markets 88 times in 2015, according to Grinder, again. I have two stories that have been 'pending' since before the end of the year, and other than that... nothing 'out' right now since I've been lazy and also somewhat discouraged.
Last year's resolutions were to put up shelves in my bedroom - DONE! Clean the sewing room - er, I actually got it half-cleared but then we had to move everything out of the attic for the insulation, so that's a no-fault pending. I even worked on it a tiny bit at a time while recovering. Third resolution... did I have a third one? Oh, right, that was to turn the 'write every day' goal green in "Habitrpg" which has been re-named "Habitica" - I did do that, but it's red again - haven't been writing. boo me. Actually, I did write today - there, checked it off. (It's a gamify your habits website where you input what you want to do every day and they reward you for consistant habits with experience points, gold, and the habit turning from red to green to blue and becoming worth more points.)
So I did pretty good on the resolutions last year, considering.
This year's resolutions:
DO NOT go to the hospital.
DO NOT lose any weight.
DO get strong again.
Last year in January, I was going to football practices and complaining about how late they were. You never know what you're going to miss!