To many I'm just a name, another blogger, another writer, someone who makes a tiny blip on the radar screen a few times a day, week, month, year, lifetime.
But who am I?
I'm someone who is a morning person by necessity but a late night person by nature.
I'm someone who wears many hats.
Then, I'll have to choose: teacher hat or showerer hat. I've still four essays to grade and I'd like to get them done before I go to work where I start grading the second English 101 stack of essays. On the other hand, a hot shower would be nice.
Of course, there's the mother hat. I must wake Mike (my ten year old) up.
Most mornings, I wear my writer's hat. I really, really, really, wanted to this morning. I'm working on one and researching skeletons discovered in the desert. Ohhhhhh.
Oh, I can't forget my cat-owner hat. Tyre my seven-toed cat demanded that I feed him before I sat down to blog. Never mind that my husband woke up at the exact same time. No one but MOM is allowed to feed him.
Done with the morning routine, I get to put on my chef hat. Those who know me will squint and laugh. Breakfast with Pam (not a TV show) is either cereal, poptarts (AKA breakfast of champions) or pre-made pancakes. By the way, 90% of all my books mention a pancake. Including the one I'm writing now that has a skeleton.
Once breakfast is finished, cleaned up (Yeah, right) and we're dressed and packed (My purse two pounds, my son's backpack twenty pounds) we're off to school. I, of course, am wearing my chauffeur hat.
Then, I head to work. Because it's Monday I stop at Fry's and buy stuff for my work refrigerator. Our cafeteria must have purchased the Pamela Tracy Cookbook because it's bad.... and only sells cold poptarts.
This morning, I'll wind up at my desk with the next class's essays, plus the four I didn't get to this morning.
Grade, grade, grade, grade....
Then, teach, teach, teach
Then will come the texts: R U picking up Mike? No, U R. I M still at work. Off I'll go to pick up Mike and it will be a big smile.
Monday's are actually one of the nicest days of the week. There are no writers meetings (mine tend to fall on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays). Mike chose not to do Little League (Mom liked it better than he did).
We're having spaghetti tonight (I can cook that - boil noodles, pre-made sauce, add hamburger)
There will be homework for Mike (fractions!!!!!! There's a reason I teach English. Commas behave!)
Then, I'll sit down and write until my eyes drop or my husband says, in his seductive voice... "Come watch television with me"
I haven't watched Saturday's Outlander yet!
|Pamela Tracy on a good day|
|Pamela's April 2015 Love Inspired release FINALLY A HERO available today. Really! Go to Amazon and buy it!|
|Pamela's June book is a Harlequin Heartwarming. It's good reading, too.|
|Last weekend, Pamela's puppet team took a gold at Youth Leadership Training in Christ in Tucson Arizona. Yippee.|
This blog was written by a busy and content woman. No books were harmed in the making of this blog.