64. Chants "I will not get sick. I will not get sick."

Thursday, June 09, 2005

I was tagged by Sheri

The Rules
Remove the #1 item from the following list, bump everyone up one place and add your blog's name in the #5 spot. You need to actually link to each of the blogs for the link-whorage aspect of this fiendish meme-age to kick in *g*.

Here we go:
1. Larissa Ione
2. Teresa
3. Kat
4. Sheri
5. Gina

...and then you choose 4 unsuspecting victims...
1. Beth
2. Suzanne
3. Nonny
4. Jenn

...And then list...

5 Things I Miss From My Childhood
1. I miss those mornings I would wake up and my mom said I didn't have to go to school because we were playing hooky. Just don't tell dad. My dad worked from 6am til 3:30 in the afternoon, so I would always be home from school before him anyway. We'd spend the day watching television, going out for lunches and even to the movies. I probably played hooky way too much, but I was always at the top of my class even with all the days I missed.

2. I miss those carefree days of childhood. Those ones where you thought everything was perfect. You had no worries. No pay checks to go out and get. No living to make. Nothing could touch you if you didn't let it. The world was yours, and you knew it. Then you grew up, and nothing is perfect. There is bills to pay, responsibilities in life. Back then the only responsibility you had was to get your homework done every night.

3. I miss my childhood friends. I've had the same friends forever, but we hardly talk anymore. I've known one girl since I was six, and another since I was 13, and we still talk occasionally. The one is married, and the one is out singing in LA. I miss those hours spent together though. Just being silly and talking. I miss the hours spent with the one reading romance novels. She gave me my first novel, and she was the first writing friend I had too. She called just the other day, and it was so wonderful just to hear her voice.

4. I miss those days of summer when I'd spend hours upon hours in the building pool. Some called me a fish, and said if I wanted to be a swimmer I could. I just loved swimming. I would stay until my mom dragged me in four or five hours in.

5. I miss family trips to Vegas. Even though I was just a kid, the family all piled into the car once or twice a year to go to Vegas. We'd stay at this small motel on the strip, and my mom and dad always made it fun for me. Taking me here and there, one staying with me while the other gambled. That was until I was old enough to wander off on my own in my teens. I remember one year, after I'd turned eighteen, my mom made me up for a stage show we were going to. It was our last night, and we meant to go to bed early. Instead we ended up casino hopping til 5am, and at one of them the put boss looked at me and then looked away. I guess my mom made me old enough to get by at the dice table. When that pit boss changed shifts at 4:30, I got caught by security though. It was fun while it lasted!

That was fun! Few quick notes for the day, I think I might catching my brother's cold. He has been sick since the weekend, and I just started feeling poorly the last day or two, and it seems to be getting worse. I've been on the fence since last night. Just feeling sluggish, and I think it might be hitting me soon. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping not.

I did get two pages down in "Crash into me" last night. I wrote them by hand, so I need to type them in later on. The story is just flowing so well when I find the time to write. I really don't think I'm going to make the 2,500 word limit though. I'm looking at 4,000 - 5,000 right now. I know I got some markets that take sci-fi erotic romance in that range, so I'm not too worried about it. I'll just write til the story is done.

In case anyone noticed some weird happenings with my blog for about 30 minutes earlier, I was installing trackback through Haloscan, and it took a bit of figuring to get it working just right.

2 comments:

Suzanne said...

Ack, LOL. This one requires THINKING! I'll get on it....

chryscat said...

Gina,

I'll be chanting for you, too.
"Gina will NOT get sick. Gina will NOT get sick."
Grins*

 
 
 
 
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