A wonderful, little thing…πŸ’Ÿ

Alert: heavy eye-rolling emojis ahead. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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Those of you who read here even occasionally know I have a teenager.

My teen-aged boy is the light of my life, even though he’s driving me nuts. πŸ™ƒ

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Trekking toward Christmas – part I

Me and shopping do not get along. πŸ™„

Not usually, that is. There are odd times every blue moon or so when I actually feel like browsing though stores and looking at things, touching and trying on things, fantasizing about things and even very occasionally buying things.

But this does not happen often.

Now we’re in the first week of December and Christmas is looming. ⏳

Christmas. This is another thing that I am ambivalent about.

I have these visions of nicely decorated rooms, scented candles, cookies and other special treats lying about, relaxing music to listen to…

It doesn’t often work out this way. And I realize this is entirely my own fault.

I have a case of the If-Onlys.

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Memoir writing: releasing chapter 13

I am writing my memoir. To read chapter 1 click here. (3 minute read)

The following is chapter 13, a scene that resides prominently in my head. I am not releasing my chapters in order. There are different parts to my story that rise up to my consciousness at random times, so I edit and re-write without rhyme or reason. If you like the chapters, perhaps when my book is finished, you will want to read it in its entirety. By then, the story will be more consecutive (I hope). πŸ™‚

Although this story is true and happened to me, I decided to continue writing in the third person. Some readers commented they like it, while others preferred a switch to the first person. I appreciate the feedback (thank you!) but realized after re-writing chapter 1 into the first person, it did not sound right. There is a switch to the first person later in the story, but you will have to wait to find out why, and when.

Chapter 13 is also a 3 minute read. Happy reading!

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Embracing it

The other day my friend connected me with her friend who was seeking help with their anxious dog.

We connected via email and I sent her some availability to do a meet and greet this week.

A day went by and then I got an email back from her that she was confused; she thought I was a retired lady, not a SAHM with kids.

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