Take me back to Texas!
Well, I am now home and I want to go back to Texas already! *sob*
When we arrived at the airport in Detroit, it was rainy, dreary, and so depressing. I immediately wanted to stay seatbelted to my seat and leave--if it were not for my family here in Michigan, I might have done just that.
Michigan always seems to be overcast, even in the summer. It is just not the same as it is in Texas. The sunshine there makes one feel good. The climate in Texas is so much more agreeable to me for some reason. I just feel better there--mentally and physically. I long for the day when we can pack up and move the heck out of Michigan to live in Texas. I will gratefully kiss Michigan good-bye and not shed a tear about it. Texas has so much more to offer people--I am not talking about the huge bugs or deadly creatures either! LOL
Texas hotels on the other hand tried to kill me. LOL The first hotel we were in, it seems they do not check their room funiture very often for maintainance issues and both chairs that were in my room were breaking and I did not know it, that is, until I went to get up off of one and it broke on me, sending me crashing to the floor and causing me to hit my head on the air conditioner. The next hotel had a tub that was so slippery, when I went to shut the shower curtain once inside of the tub, I slipped, fell out of the tub and landed halfway on the toilet and halfway in the tub. Needless to say, I am sore as hell now. I hurt my left ankle, left shoulder, left middle back/rib area and near the middle of my spine, and the whole left side of my lower back/butt area--just above the beginning of the tail bone--all the way to my hip. All I can say is that Texas hotels apparently want to kill me. LOL Oh...that sounds like a cool idea for a book! I have to write that one down! LOL
The whole time we were in the two hotels, my almost two-year-old son kept saying, "Ghosts, mama." I do not know where he got the word ghosts! When my mother and I questioned him about the "ghosts" and asked him where they were, he replied, "Died. Dead." That made my mother and I shudder. We have no clue where those two words came from either. It is all rather scary. lol My middle child, Elexis, was like this too though. She knew I was pregnant with my son two weeks before I even knew. She told me that I was pregnant with a baby boy and I needed to go to the doctor. I laughed at her then, that was until two weeks later when I went to the doctor because I thought I had the flu and found out I was indeed pregnant. When I found out it was also a boy later in my pregnancy, I was shocked. None of this should really surpise me though, my mother told me I was the same way. I knew things and felt things others did not. I still to this day experience it, but not to the degree that I used too.
Now that I am back home, I have tons of work to catch up on. I was not able to get much done while I was in Texas--my mom had us running around from sun up, until after sunset. That did not give me much time to accomplish much on my edits at all. *sigh*
Speaking of edits, I have to blog off for now, and get back to work. If I don't, my publisher is going to flog me to death. LOL Darn deadlines! LOL
When we arrived at the airport in Detroit, it was rainy, dreary, and so depressing. I immediately wanted to stay seatbelted to my seat and leave--if it were not for my family here in Michigan, I might have done just that.
Michigan always seems to be overcast, even in the summer. It is just not the same as it is in Texas. The sunshine there makes one feel good. The climate in Texas is so much more agreeable to me for some reason. I just feel better there--mentally and physically. I long for the day when we can pack up and move the heck out of Michigan to live in Texas. I will gratefully kiss Michigan good-bye and not shed a tear about it. Texas has so much more to offer people--I am not talking about the huge bugs or deadly creatures either! LOL
Texas hotels on the other hand tried to kill me. LOL The first hotel we were in, it seems they do not check their room funiture very often for maintainance issues and both chairs that were in my room were breaking and I did not know it, that is, until I went to get up off of one and it broke on me, sending me crashing to the floor and causing me to hit my head on the air conditioner. The next hotel had a tub that was so slippery, when I went to shut the shower curtain once inside of the tub, I slipped, fell out of the tub and landed halfway on the toilet and halfway in the tub. Needless to say, I am sore as hell now. I hurt my left ankle, left shoulder, left middle back/rib area and near the middle of my spine, and the whole left side of my lower back/butt area--just above the beginning of the tail bone--all the way to my hip. All I can say is that Texas hotels apparently want to kill me. LOL Oh...that sounds like a cool idea for a book! I have to write that one down! LOL
The whole time we were in the two hotels, my almost two-year-old son kept saying, "Ghosts, mama." I do not know where he got the word ghosts! When my mother and I questioned him about the "ghosts" and asked him where they were, he replied, "Died. Dead." That made my mother and I shudder. We have no clue where those two words came from either. It is all rather scary. lol My middle child, Elexis, was like this too though. She knew I was pregnant with my son two weeks before I even knew. She told me that I was pregnant with a baby boy and I needed to go to the doctor. I laughed at her then, that was until two weeks later when I went to the doctor because I thought I had the flu and found out I was indeed pregnant. When I found out it was also a boy later in my pregnancy, I was shocked. None of this should really surpise me though, my mother told me I was the same way. I knew things and felt things others did not. I still to this day experience it, but not to the degree that I used too.
Now that I am back home, I have tons of work to catch up on. I was not able to get much done while I was in Texas--my mom had us running around from sun up, until after sunset. That did not give me much time to accomplish much on my edits at all. *sigh*
Speaking of edits, I have to blog off for now, and get back to work. If I don't, my publisher is going to flog me to death. LOL Darn deadlines! LOL
posted by Kimberly Burton at 2:51 PM
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