So in between rain showers, I ran a bunch of errands. I have a painter coming this weekend to repaint my ceilings and I had to buy spray paint to paint the wrought iron. It’s coming along nicely. But I have to share a funny.
When I’m at the checkout counter, the clerk asked, “You’re over 18, aren’t you?”
Waaaay over 18. So at first, it took me aback. I mean, really?
Then I realized what it was about. Spray paint. Kids buying it to get high on it.
I didn’t say yes. I just said with a great big smile, “Thank you for asking. I haven’t had anyone ask that in years.”
She laughed and said she asked a man that and he assured her he was 85. And told her a couple of times. LOL
So, as I was spray painting, it was windy as usual. And though the wind was blowing away from me, I kept getting whiffs of the stuff.
Soooo, will that improve my writing or not? Some of our greatest, most famous artists and writers were drug addicts and alcoholics. With my luck, I’d just be brain dead.
Back to writing and if you wanted to and hadn’t had a chance to, The Dark Fae still could use a LOT of votes.
She’s desperate, and when she’s desperate, she causes mischief for me.
Computer outages, electrical outages…oh, sure, I could blame it on the storm, but I know better.
It all has to do with the fae.
Have a super great hump day.
Over halfway done on Her Highland Hero and I’m working toward reaching 40,000 today!
A hero in a woman’s eye really isn’t about the muscle. :) Truly.
But it does make for an awfully nice cover. :)
Have a great day!
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”