The $40 Gorgeous Day

Posted on by Sandy

Yesterday, coming from my pole dancing class, I’d parked about 2 blocks away from the building in which the class is held.

When I had driven into the city it had been a “pretty day,” but in the 2.5 hours I had been inside – WOW. It had become ~unbelievably~ beautiful.

The class is in the Cow Hollow area of San Francisco – which means you see the Golden Gate Bridge, sailboats, marina, etc – and so I started to walk slower….and slower….just amazed at the beautiful day.

I walked so slowly, in fact, that the 2 minute walk took me 15 minutes. And when I got to the car, I had a $40 parking ticket!

So, when asked today by a friend who is “enjoying” (not) the drizzly, cold, nasty New Jersey weather how the weather was in San Fran, I said that, in fact, it was not only gorgeous, it was a “$40 gorgeous” day!!

🙂

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Enjoy Your Life, NOW!

Posted on by Sandy

You know – I’m such a lucky Bond grrl 🙂

Today, here in Bond Grrl land, it was grey this morning, but it’s lovely now. Yah yah, I’m supposed to be going to the gym, but I was up in the Russian River helping out a friend going thru a divorce (no work to do? Don’t obsess — get out of the house!), and so I decided, WTH, I would head up a bit farther North and go to my fav winery (Hanna — http://www.hannawinery.com/).

So here I am – the tasting room gal knows me – so I’ve had a couple tasting glasses (gratis) of their new chardonnay, with some nice crackers, sitting on a big redwood picnic table (alone – it’s weekday) in the wine fields.

The crows and sparrows are calling and swooping, there’s a little highway traffic from 101 … but otherwise, it’s me, the crackers, the grapes, and the Chard.

They had a midweek 40% off special and so I bought (yeah. Credit cards. Bad Bond Grrl) some wine for my James for the holidaze he is going to LOVE.

Instead of getting stressed out re “no job, etc.” – except for the buying wine on cards part – this is the Bond Grrl life.

Take a break when it’s offered. Forget the hustle. In a month, it’ll be rainy and cold. Glass’a chard, me, the wine grapes, the sun, the birds.

The gym can wait another day 🙂

Solitaire

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Bookin’

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You’d think that being an author kinda ends when you turn the book into the publisher. Not so! Now comes the “visualization” part. Figuring out how to portray your vision on the page, in a manner that’s not going to break the bank (e.g., use lots of fancy colors, ‘screens’ and fonts). Everything from margins, lines, fonts, … ack!

It’s tough, too, to get a mock-up from the publisher and then see mistakes that weren’t caught. Maybe it’s seeing it in more “book-like-form” that does it; just a second ago, I re-read one section and realized that my “math” was off by a factor of 10! (I said in the book divided your age by 10 and multiply by your income, and then used the example of someone who is 40 and making $50,000. My sentence blithely says: “so that’s 4/10 x $50,000 or $20,000.” Um, no. It’s 40/10…and $200,000. Aw, only 10x more…(laugh). Also have been seeing a lot of sentences that, for example, start with “you” (as if I’m addressing the reader) and end with “she” (as if I’m addressing a third party). My publisher can’t be happy that I keep sending little “oh, just one more thing” love notes to her!

Thursday, a friend of my mother’s (my mother is the head of a Public Relations company), who used to book folks on Oprah, is giving a seminar I’m going to attend via telephone. I’m going to get on Oprah, yet! I’m ready to take lots and lots of notes! LAUGH!!!

It’s Done!!!

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Well, amazing but true—I haven’t posted for nearly a year! Why? Lots of reasons…but most importantly, I have been working on my book. And it went to the publisher today!

I am SO EXCITED!

In 5 minutes, I also have an interview with a reporter for Money Magazine—the Universe literally delivered this opportunity “unto” me. I’m excited, and… OK, kinda scared. I just have to tell myself those are butterflies in my stomach—not condors!

Solitaire