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Revealed

Attention Alana Morales
It’s time for an SF reveal or el-se…

Let it be known
Your SF hasn’t roamed

And She can’t rhyme either

I had fun being your SF
And dropping clues right and left

Lurking for a year has its advantages
I’m right up here on the mantage

Whatever that means

In Arizona you do sit
Wondering exactly who is this twit?

So here I am to reveal today
To wish you Happy Momwriters Day

I hope you’ve had fun this Month of May

I’m running out of lines
So I best just say what’s on my mind

It’s been a blast
I wish it could last

But I must reveal who I am
I am not, Sam
I do not like green eggs and Ham

I am a Mom, a Writer too
I Sure Would like to meet you

My name is Linda, Lidna too
Sure would, Sherwood, works too

Alana, my dear, we had so much fun
I hope to keep your friendship some

More, Morales More!

- Linda Sherwood
MWSF Exchange 2004

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Ready for the Weekend

Thursday was production day at the newspaper, which is normally a long day. But this week was a holiday newspaper (Memorial Day) and my editor was on vacation.

That means it was up to me to put together the newspaper and have it at the printer at 8 a.m. on Friday morning.

I did it with a lot of help from some lovely ladies in the West Branch office. I left the newspaper office on Friday morning at 5 a.m. Remember I woke up at 3:30 a.m. Thursday morning. I was awake for more than 24 hours.

There were times during the day I didn’t think I’d get it done in time. But it didn’t happen often because I didn’t have time to worry.

Although there was this one time a very nice lady came into the office and wanted to talk about us doing a new business story, but she didn’t just come out and say that. She gave the background. A very long background. And I had a hard time concentrating because I was thinking of all I had to do and she still hadn’t told me what she wanted.

So I interupted her. I asked for her phone number and let her know we’d be contacting her.

“You don’t seem to feel this is a good article idea,” she said, or something like that.

So I explained that I didn’t mean to appear as if I was putting her off. It was production day and I didn’t have time to do a story right that moment, but I’d be glad to contact her next week. In the meantime, I had to get back to work.

She said she could feel it when she walked in the door. The stress, tension, whatever. And that was before noon. I can’t imagine the vibes coming off me at about 1 a.m. or so. By 4 a.m. I was feeling very tired.

Still, I think the newspaper turned out well. I haven’t seen the printed version, but it looked good to my 5 am. eyes.

I got home at about 5:15 a.m. and rolled into bed. At 6 a.m., Steve’s alarm went off. He wanted me to get up with him and the kids. It was the kids last day of school. I didn’t get up. I slept. And then Justin woke me up about 8 a.m. wondering if I was going to sleep all day. That was the plan.

He and I finally got dressed around 2 p.m. The rest of the weekend I’ve pretty much lounged around, although we did go to the races on Saturday and I have to write up the PR for that and get it out pronto.

Linda

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Testing, Testing

stevewheelie2If this works, you should see a picture of my hubby doing a wheelie on his dirt bike attired in bad biker dude clothing. You can see the garage in the background that we worked on earlier this spring, but still need to fix the siding (it used to be a two-car opening now its a one-car opening).

So let’s see if it works, shall we?

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E-mail woes

I finally got the tech guys to understand my problem and to do what they could to straighten things out. However, I’m not sure if it really worked because I haven’t tested it.

My kids last day of school is tomorrow. Today is field day at their school. I can’t go to their field day because I have to work. I can’t even sneak out for a few hours because my editor is on vacation and it’s just me. If I skip work, there will be no newspaper on Saturday. So it’s nose to the grindstone.

But in my stead, I am sending not one, but two grandmothers! So the kids should be happy.

I woke up at 3:30 a.m. today thinking of all the things I need to get done, including writing a couple of articles. I wanted to get a head start so I actually got out of bed and came here, to my computer.

I have managed to do some editing of both articles and photos that I’ll need for the paper today. I e-mailed both my SFs. I blogged. I read blogs. But I still have to write the articles and my time is dwindling. It’s 5:30 a.m. now. AT least I won’t have to blog surf when I get to work. So see, it really did save time by getting up at 3:30 a.m.

I worked on the articles and things last night, but I had problems e-mailing things back to me at work. Which is one of the things I woke up this morning worrying about. I kept getting errors last night before I finally gave up and decided XP isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. It kept warning me about a possible trojan because my subject lines were similar. Ergh.

So I feel better now that I successfully sent everything. At least I hope it was successful. I’d hate to arrive in Roscommon and realize nothing showed up.

Which brings me to another tech woe I’m having. I had a source for an article e-mail me at home a file that they made in Publisher. I have Publisher at home on the kids computer, so I figured I could open it there. But it had to be e-mailed to my computer, and then transferred to disc or CD and then opened on the girls computer. And apparently there are just too many steps in that process to be successful.

One or the other computer keeps wanting to reformat my disc or says the file is in error. Or who knows what. Very frustrating process for me.

And I also tried to open three discs that were given to me with pictures of a sheriff program. My computer at work doesn’t have a floppy disc drive. So I brought it home because we paid $20 extra to have one on this computer. And every disc I insert, my computer tells me it isn’t formatted. But it is. So I’ll have to see if that person can re e-mail me. He’d e-mailed the stuff to begin with, but he unfortunately used that dasterdly linda@lindasherwood.com e-mail address with its fatal errors.

Speaking of dasterdly, that’s my new favorite word. I quoted someone saying it last week and had to be sure to use it in the article. Makes me think of that cartoon about the Canadian Mountie that was always saving the girl tied to the railroad tracks by the guy with the handlebar mustache.

And that’s the end of my blogging today. Tune in next week when I have complete coherent thoughtful thoughts unlike this week’s hodgepodge of commentary. Hodgepodge. Another great word. Fun to use. Take note. See if you can user hodgepodge and dasterdly at least twice in your conversations today. Let me know how it goes….

Thanks for playing.

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Ode to my SF

Did you know that you can get free e-mail addresses from sexmagnet.com? I didn’t know this until this whole SF thing started and I discovered my personal Momwriter SF is a sex magnet. Or rather, her e-mail address ends with sexmagnet. I wonder if idiot@sexmagnet.com is taken?

Anywho…

I have been having so much fun this time around with SFs. I have a great SF and I am a SF to a very great person too – she even wrote me a cheesy poem, because I just had to introduce the fact that all SFs should write cheesy poems. You didn’t know that?

I’ve also discovered my SF reads my blog. Or at least she has since she became my SF. So Hello SF!!! And she sent me roses! A beautiful minibush that I’ll be sure to plant outside (and not kill) when all the dangers of flooding passes. And yummy chocolate truffles. Delish, I’m sure!

So here is yet another cheesy poem, and this one for my entire blogging audience (all 2 of you)….

Oprah Dear
You Bring me Cheer

Last Saturday was so gray
And your card made my day

I learned two things reading your greetings
One: I am not a expert in handwriting
Two: They really do make a card for everything

Who knew Hallmark could chime
Secret pal of mine

OK, so it wasn’t made by Hallmark
But really there’s no need to bark

Which brings me to yesterday
Which was a long dreary workday

I arrived home at sixish
Tired and a bit, shall we say, witch-ish

When what to my wondering eyes did I see
A package on the table just for me

So I just had to say for all to see
I have a great SF and she’s just for me!

End Cheesy Poem

And now everyone knows why I don’t write poetry for a living. ;)

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