I need it bad

Years ago -- probably dating myself here -- there used to be a series of commercials for Florida tourism with the theme that "when you need it bad, we've got it good."

It's chilly, gray, and rainy here in Oklahoma. Not cold enough for sleet, thank you, God, but still just a pretty icky day, which it seems we've had more than our share of this month. Where has the damn sun gone???

Sister Liz and I were discussing the odds of getting our doctors to write a prescription for us for a week in a warm, sunny, beachy place. I've never been bothered by the lack of sunshine before, but while recuperating from the flu -- STILL -- it just seems way more important than usual.

Or maybe it's the fact that I haven't had a vacation in more than two years, when Liz and I flew out to Las Vegas to visit sister DL and her sweet hubby. Maybe it's the fact that I haven't been uncontracted for this long in a long time (my agent says my editor says they're working on it. Whatever happened to the days when an editor could offer a contract for reasonable money without having to have everyone else in creation sign on off on first???)

Robert's working today, and since it's gloomy, I'm having lunch with family. They get together every Saturday, but I don't make it all the time. It's a nice tradition, though, and it beats sitting home along with the dogs and looking out walls of windows at foggy drizzle.

Besides, if I stay here, who besides the dogs will listen to me whine? {Yes, I whine. Sometimes. And yes, I eventually get over it. And no, the dogs don't give a damn as long as I scratch their bellies, let them out, let them in and give them treats. Come to think of it, if my life was as easy as theirs, I wouldn't give a damn either.) Rachel10:16 AM