It's TUESDAY and it's confession time. I confess that I cannot recall how many weeks it has been since I actually confessed on Tuesday. I've been late, late, late. I'm thinking it's been three, maybe even four weeks since I last got it right.
Tonight I got together with some other poet friends in the northland. We read and wrote and it was all good. I confess that I realize that I need to get out more to readings & other events.
The past few weeks I've been hooked on Scandal. I confess that I often catch on to TV shows multiple seasons into to them. My wife and I both have been zipping through two seasons and wow - the shows are captivating. Honestly I was hooked 15 seconds into the first episode. My daughter Cathy Ann turned us on to it.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed as I type this. I've had some issues with my new laptop and I hope that these issues are all behind. I confess I've learned one thing about Windows 8... it is designed to just start all over when you have problems. Neat? I'm not so sure. Anyway, I'm typing with crossed fingers.
I confess tonight I wrote a keeper at the poetry meeting. I will return to it in a day or two and start reworking it to see where it takes me.
I came home tonight thinking of watermelon. We have had two super sweet ones in the past week. I had that taste hanging onto my tongue all day. I confess it was all gone when I got home. Last year the watermelons were sub par and scrawny. I confess I'm looking forward to a replacement melon in the next few days.