At least . . . 1/14/12

• Didn't sleep well, then stayed in bed too late to see the sunrise.  Not the best way to kick off my day.
• Went to a movie to make it feel like a real playday Saturday.  Even at $4.50 for the earliest show, "New Year's Eve" was a waste of money.  Too many stars and stories to build a connection and make me care what was happening to any one of them.  Sarah Jessica Parker did look fabulous, though, even as frumpy mom.  Halle Berry was her usual delicious diva self.  And Jon Bon Jovi -- HUBBA HUBBA!  He just keeps getting better looking.  Not fair.
• Coughed up the cash at Books-a-Million for a 2012 guide to agents and publishers.  Hope the $30-plus bucks investment heads me in the right direction to find someone, anyone, interested in my book.
• Beachwalked to clear my head from the disappointing movie and soak up some sun and maybe inspiration to get writing.  Intersected with some kind of couple's convention -- 30 or so people walking all coupled up holding hands, leaning into each other like they were sharing secrets.  Not what I needed to run into when I'm already missing my SGD and feeling the sappy solo sads.  At least the sun was glitzing off the smooth ocean as she slipped in with the low tide.  At least I didn't step in horse plop, which was abundant on the beach.  At least I made it through Friday the 13th with no mishaps.  And at least it's only two hours away from sunset watching and a glass of wine.