Oh Joy. I can finally celebrate something. I’m also over this horrible lingering 6 week nagging flu/cough/cold. Happy to report, I’m all better! I spent way too many days propped up with pillows and spent too much time reading and writing…and eating. My family can also now remove the sneeze guard from the kitchen counter. That thing was most annoying! 😉
It’s not that I don’t like doing any of the above, but when you spend most of it coughing up a lung, it’s not fun. I almost needed my poor hubby to perform the Heimlich on me last weekend. We were out for a lovely breakfast when some undercooked bacon lodged in the back of my throat. I started to turn strawberry red, and because of my cough, couldn’t get any air. I felt my last breath on earth was going to be taken over my Grand Slam feast!
I’m almost certain I need a new rib cage as mine had taken a beating. Belly laughing was not an option. It’s also been raining kittens and puppies, which just kept me in a state of resting bitch face. On the upside, our lawn has never looked better and was contemplating shipping in some Billy Goats to help with the upkeep.
So yes, it’s my Blogiversary. Don’t worry. I don’t need flowers or candy. That’s not how I roll. I do however think we should celebrate with a cocktail or two ~ yes, that’s how I roll. Let’s leave it at that. Anything worth celebrating should always be accompanied with alcohol. And speaking of booze….
…in total darkness, she maneuvered herself up the antiquated staircase, knowing full well, that in her current state, the dodging of the creaking floorboards would be more than she could manage. She allowed herself one little giggle, enjoying this game, before the flash of the bright bulb overhead, sent her catapulting down the staircase… (sneak peak)…
So yes, I’m writing… and who knew I would still be at this 5 years later. My earlier blogging days consisted more of me writing the odd blog, and then stopping for life things that got in the way and then restarting when the mood struck.
My writing, (“hmmmph! Listen to her, like she is some kind of writer…”) was started well before Blogging websites or Social Media. I started writing when my 3 boys were small but sadly, I had lost the floppy disc on that creation, so had to start over.. (dating myself is hysterically funny sometimes). I do know however, it had a great working title, and believe me, I have goggled the bejesus out of it, and still mine for the taking if I want it.
I have been enjoying my writing class, and getting a lot of ideas and helpful hints on how to progress. Plot, Theme, Character’s. Last class we went on a field trip to the church basement. I know, hold yourself down, but it is amazing how one gets a different perspective of looking at something when you know you have to write about it. I had Jesus eye balling me at every turn, so I wanted to make this a good one. I think we can all agree he is probably the best editor in the business. Can I get an AMEN!
I’ve also been trying to get my blog website updated, so you will see it under construction from time to time. I have been following a blogger that I adore. She is so great at what she does. She has a huge following, but is always happy to help out us rookies. She is helping me up my game on the social media front and shares many helpful hints on how to change things up. She has a HUGE following and actually talks to lil’ ol’ me!
Another blogger told me she likes my blog just the way it is, and not to mess it up with too much drivel – less is more she says. I totally agree. I think I have a #girlcrush!
I’m also still having a ton of fun writing articles for Neighbors of Olde Oakville/Joshua Creek, but must admit, what I love even more, is when my #girlgang snaps a pic of the article for me, before I’ve even got a copy! I adore them. We’ve been throwing around some ideas about a podcast or perhaps mounting a go-pro in my car. Not sure about that idea. Fuzzy slippers and writing here (where you can’t see me), has it’s benefits.
I have more stories to tell, and a few updates coming your way. In the mean time, I’m still on the look out for the brain cells I lost while in the infirmary. I’ll follow the breadcrumbs to try and figure out where I left them, but most importantly, ponder what happens to that girl that flew down the staircase. If you want, tell me, and I’ll use it! (interaction with your readers is also a fun thing to do, so I’m told).
Until next time – I’m off to pop a cork and have some fun!
Yours in writing & Laughing & Smiling….