This is Wednesday leaning out of her cat tree. She may look like just your average gray tabby cat, but she has many skills. Most of these skills, she uses for The Good. Okay, 'most' might be a slight exaggeration. Wednesday is a good little kitty, though, at heart. She loves her family, loves her sisters, loves annoying those sisters and she also loves to grant wishes. Every Wednesday morning, I will rub the side of the cat house and summon our magic cat!
My Wednesday Wishes for the week:
1) Rain. Rainy days are the perfect writing days for me. I'm off all week and would love nothing more than to curl up with my dog, my coffee, my burning balsam fir candle and my manuscript. I need to jump into revisions and I've started chasing a shiny new idea. Naturally, we broke a record with our temperature yesterday - 113 degrees. Even with the air going all day, it never went below 80 degrees in the house. I'm a wimp when it comes to heat. No, not a wimp...a whiney little baby! Me no likey. I curled up in the bedroom with the overhead fan on, Laini Taylor's Silksinger and the cats for most of the day. So, Wednesday - RAIN!!
2) Forgive me for a moment, I need to be a tomboy. Fantasy Football win. I hate losing to a bunch of guys especially when I know more about football than they do. I'm not lying. I grew up with brothers and cousins. I was the only girl. If you didn't know football, you didn't get to talk at the dinner table. I'm 0-2. I lost to my BABY brother last week. That was difficult. So I spent an hour tonight dropping and adding and dropping and adding after pouring over everyone's stats and weighing that with which team they will be facing this weekend. So a WIN! Please!
3) A Dragon. Just because. How cool would that be? Of course, I'd need a cave to keep him in. And lots of dragon food. I could swing that!
I would only be able to fly on him at night. We wouldn't want the secret getting out. My poor dragon, Max, would have far too many visitors. Someone might even steal him. This is L.A., after all.
When we saw How to Train Your Dragon in the theater, I fell in love with a small boy as we were leaving the theater. Here is how the conversation went:
Mom: Did you like it?
Little Guy: Yes! Mommy, I want a dragon!
Mom: You can't have a dragon.
Little Guy (whines): Whhhhhhyyyyy? I'll take really good care of it!
Mom: Like your goldfish you keep forgetting to feed?
How cute is that? Not that he forgets to feed his goldfish, but that he wanted a dragon. I also love that his mom didn't tell him that dragons don't exist. She let him continue to believe in that and led him to believe he simply couldn't have one because he wouldn't take good care of it. That Mom rocked!
What about you - what are your wishes for Wednesday this week?
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