So this past weekend my husband and I did a car errand together, then went to a local festival. Here he interacted in local politics while I had a pineapple lemonade with vanilla boba. It was over a hundred degrees.
Then on Sunday I woke up with a headache. I do get migraines from time to time, triggered by weather and tea mostly. Sure enough, I went outside and it’s actually a nice cool temperature. This week it’s supposed to be in the mythical less-than-hundred degrees.
But barometric pressure wreaks havoc on the hydrostatic pressure in cellular compartments/blood vessels. This can put pressure on nerves and cause pain (this is my theory. Remember, I’m a college professor?). I took a pill and snoozed through the morning. Worked wonders.
Then my husband woke up and had to take a pill for his back pain. So while he lay on my futon waiting for his medicine to kick in, I was in the almost-final stages of editing beta reader suggestions for Catnip, Plushie Balls, and Q-Tips. This was our conversation:
Me: “If two cats are fighting over a box, they run away, and one comes back for the box, does that make the box that cat’s silver platter?”
My husband, “What?”
I repeat my question.
My husband, “I don’t know—I’ve never been asked that before. That’s weird. Can I have some chips?”
Me: “Now that’s a silver platter.” I reluctantly go get chips.
Thus ends the edits for Catnip, Plushie Balls, and Q-Tips and leads to this poem:
Catnip, Plushie Balls, and Q-Tips is now up for pre-order on Amazon. The ebook goes live Sept. 30th, and I’ll try to have the paperback out around that weekend as well. I’m working on getting Catnip, Toilet Paper, and Lasers up on other book sites besides Amazon (if everything works out), and will follow shortly with Plushie Balls upon its release. Here’s to cat antics and distractions!