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First win for the day: Woke from a dream that had Micah and Nathaniel in it. No, not one of those kinds of dreams. Not erotic, but more about friendship and family. Since this was the very first time I’d ever dreamed about them, and maybe only the second time I’d ever dreamed about any of my characters, it was a good dream. I woke at 5 AM with the dream vivid in my mind, and an idea that flowed from it so smoothly that I can no longer tell you where the dream ended and the idea began, only that it grew as I typed it into my iPhone. Yes, my iPhone, because unlike a notebook the phone makes it’s own light. I now have a secondary idea to go with the main book idea I’ve had for years but never had enough to coalesce it all together. Maybe this new idea means the book is close to being soup?

Second win for the day: was being able to crawl back into bed beside my very warm husband, Jon, since I’d been out of bed long enough to be chilled. God, he was so warm, and so snuggly, even in his sleep. I tried to get back to sleep, but my head was too full for anything that stationary. I had to get up and move.

Third win: Coming downstairs to release the pug – just doesn’t have the ring of “release the hounds” *laughs* – but it’s what we got. Sasquatch cannot go out by himself right now, not because of the snow but because I’ve seen a coyote in the yard twice now. Pugs are about the size of a rabbit, so no more escorted outings for Sas. Seeing the coyote race across the fresh snow with the sunlight sparkling down around it as it ran was amazing, but I don’t really want the two canids to meet.

Fourth: Seeing the Rice Crispy Treats that Chica and Trinity made earlier this week and not eating the treat for breakfast. I actually said out loud, “I am a grownup, I will not eat rice crispy treats for breakfast. I am a grownup, I will not eat rice crispy treats for breakfast.” I had Ezekiel toast with organic nut butter and a half cup of fresh berries. Water topped off breakfast and healthy won over sweet. *whoo* It was a close one though.

Fifth: a small slice of Rice Crispie Treats that I get to have for afternoon snack.

Sixth: Talking to my daughter, Trinity, for a couple of hours just us two, before Jon finally rose for the day.

Seventh: Jon groaning and moaning, and making zombie jokes as he came into the kitchen. *grin*

Eighth: Getting to my desk and being able to continue to work on the last few chapters of the latest Anita Blake novel.

Ninth: Seeing my very first Gold-Crowned Kinglet. Tiny bird you could fit three of them in the palm of my hand, and I have small hands. They’re smaller than a warbler, and have a strong eye strip. Though they’re called gold-crowned, it’s not always visible as a field marking. It was just a small almost nondescript bird with an eye stripe, but I finally figured out that it was a Gold-Crowned Kinglet without it’s crown. If it had a been a Ruby-Crowned Kinglet, it would have had a eye ring, not a stripe, but the ruby crown is no more easily visible than the gold. Tricky little birds.

Tenth: Having lunch with my family.

Eleventh: It only being 2 o’clock and I still have most of the day before me to write.