Monday, April 30, 2012

A to Z Challenge: Zeal, Zest and Zipadeedoodah!

Theme: Creativity Toolbox

Zeal, and Zest are tools that every writer and artist need to have in their daily creativity toolbox.

Zeal keeps us working tirelessly and enthusiastically towards our goals.

Zest keeps our work spicy and fresh!

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah! - We are done! Although I love A to Z, I also love this last day, and the feeling of accomplishment it brings.

Many thanks to all awesome

A to Z Team for 2012

Tossing It Out (Arlee Bird)
Amlokiblogs (Damyanti Biswas)
Alex J. Cavanaugh (Alex J. Cavanaugh)
Life is Good (Tina Downey)
Cruising Altitude 2.0 (DL Hammons)
Retro-Zombie (Jeremy Hawkins)
The Warrior Muse (Shannon Lawrence)
The QQQE (Matthew MacNish)
Author Elizabeth Mueller (Elizabeth Mueller)
Pearson Report (Jenny Pearson)
No Thought 2 Small (Konstanz Silverbow)
Breakthrough Blogs (Stephen Tremp)Coming Down The Mountain (Karen Jones Gowen)

Sing with me now:

Next up for blog challenges: check out that sidebar on the right for some of my upcoming participations in blog hops and my special guest Karen Lange, whose guest post will be here this Thursday.

Next up for writing challenges: I'll be entering into my planned 100 Day Final Revision (final meaning as far as I can take it without professional editorial help) starting May 1st, and although I won't update on that every day, I'll be adding updates to my blog posts.

On a thankfulness for small things side note:

In real life, as I was sitting down to dinner on late Saturday night exhausted from 5 hours of yardwork and a 4 mile bike ride, my daughters' friend shouted, "There's blood on the floor! It's everywhere!"

Our beagle dog, Jumper, had come in earlier and taken up his usual spot on the top of the stairway. He stayed there, apparently wiped out from his excursions while I fussed around the house and made dinner. Actually, he was hiding a two inch long gash in his hind paw that went down to the bone. He didn't get up and walk until I set the table for dinner, when he trailed pools of blood around the house.

We took him to an emergency vet clinic and he stayed overnight for surgery. The vet called us at 11:30 p.m. to let us know that although he had lost a lot of blood, and his tendon had to be stitched back together, he looked like he would be all right.

I picked him up Sunday morning, and he's groggy, unhappy with his "cone of shame" and the big bandage on his leg, but otherwise his usual cheerful self.

 Right now, I'm just thankful that I don't have to deal with any puddles of blood today, and that my family, including my four footers are ok.