Pet the Monkey!

Right now, 7:15am in Kansas, it is devilishly dark outside. The house is quiet except for the mumblings of my daughter who is up too early for a day off.  Mmmm, my coffee is delicious. Sidd (our german shorthair-pit mix) is on the couch cuddling with a stuffed monkey and Prot (K-Pax) is on the floor sighing with jealousy.

Today is a writing day for me ... typically. The children, however, do not have school today so, writing will be a challenge. Not to mention, I'm nervous about turning in my first Grad Paper. I realize it will be just like any other, but that doesn't make me feel any better. I was nervous about my first undergrad paper and my first undergrad at a university paper, so why should this be any different? I like my topic and that can make all the difference.

Poor, Sidd. His monkey was stolen by my daughter. Now he too is sighing with jealousy.

Ah! I can see the overcast sky. The day is beginning and I'm ready for a second cup. Let my fingers be nimble, my patience by plentiful, my mind be sharp and my children be cooperative. This day will be a productive one!