I grow older all the time. With age is suppose to come wisdom, but I guess sometimes I can't get out of my own way. In some respects i will all always be the child looking for acceptance from my parent.
I have lived my own life for a long a time. I've had relationships, apartments, and moved to another state mainly to get away from my father. My life was thrown into a tailspin when my mother died. It was painful to return home to deal with all the things that happen when you lose a parent. I
I feel sorry for those of you who read these blogs, because you never have any idea where they are going to go. Truth be told, I never know what I am going to write about till half way into them.
I got to talking to Mark the other night and mentioned that my father has a corgi who seems to be under the impression she owns me. All my life I have been around dogs. From the time I was a little kid there were poodles, beagles, dobermans, boxers, miniature pinschers, and now a welch corgi. That
Okay not many of us can write in a bubble. Most of us need someone to bounce ideas off of, check our stories over, and keep things going. If you are smart you create a little team of people you can rely on.
However even the best laid plans occasionally go haywire. Take my own writing for example. My main story has been trudging along. Sometimes faster, sometimes slower but always going forward. One of the main reasons for that are my beta and editor. My major problem is my beta is on vacatio
I've been personally having an off time in my life. Just one where you feel like, well somehow you are just not making a difference in your day to day life and don't know how to change that.
Then you get that note or call from a friend that reminds you that you are able to touch people and make things a little brighter for them. Or more importantly they can come into your life and put a smile on your face.
That is what happened to me today. Was just a horrible day all around and I wanted
I had the oldies station on and that old song come on. I didn't know whether to laugh, sing along, or cry. Just been that sort of day today.
I guess overall I can't complain. I am meeting my bills, have a job, and have time to do what I enjoy but I miss not being able to share that with someone daily. I guess that is why I strive to have close friends. As long as you know you aren't totally alone things aren't too bad.
Anyway I also got to thinking about what it might be like to be a gh
Just was one of those days when you never feel like you have enough time for everything you are trying to get done. Just seemed to rush from one project to the next all day long. My day started at 8 am and four hours of sleep.
I got up raced to the shower and tried desperately to wake up. One of those times you wish you would either wake up or drown. Well i sure as hell didn't drown. Then I was off to Weight Watcher for the Summer Party. I know it sounds odd. Here were sixty plus people toge
Today started out such a good day. I had been good getting things done. I had done dishes, cleaned the bathroom and was ready to take my father shopping all before 10am. We did the stores my father wanted. We started at Entermann's Outlet where my father bought bread. I was proud of myself because I never once looked at the cakes and stuff. Then we went over to Sam's Club. There my father picked up essentials like paper towels, toilet paper, and other things for the house. Me, I bought my fruits
I admit that I am still one of the old ones who loves the feel of pen and paper. I will sit down to write postcards, letters, and cards to friends. I am insomniac and it helps me stay in touch with people. Today however was different. I literally sat down and wrote out 18 postcards, three cards, and two letters. I sat and wrote these things out. I've had people ask my why I don't just email them to the people involved. To be honest, because I personally enjoy getting mail. I might get lazy and n
I think we all have things that mean something to us. Places that have importance or ideas that play a part in our lives. I was chatting with someone and talking about my home here on Long Island and mentioned I was a only a five minute drive from the beach. It seemed to surprise them that I lived so close and that there was a beach. Okay, I'm about to be a little sarcastic but I can't help it. I live on an ISLAND so there is a BEACH around the island.
However, I also know like so many peopl
Well, this week I was bad. Really bad, at least when it came to staying on Weight Watchers. My father has been talking none stop about this new sandwich from Arby's that he wished he could try. I ended up being off from work so figured, what the hell, I drove the hour and ten minutes to the nearest Arby's to get him his sandwich. Now I bought him his, got a different one for me, and then figuring if I was in for a pinch might as well go in for the pound. Next door was a White Castle. I bought a
I have an addiction. It is one I feed as slowly as possible. I collect books, and I guess it is going to happen because I am an English major.
I will admit I am not a snob. I don't have countless collections of Shakespeare, or the complete collection of the Bronte sister's works. I have some of them and some of all the authors I read while taking my courses. Now some of those have become favorites but that isn't the bulk of my private library.
Fantasy novels are my down fall. Yes, I will admi
Okay, I admit it. I collect postcards. No I don't mean I go out and buy them and put them in books. No, I don't go out and buy old postcards that others have written. What I do collect is postcards from friends. When people go away they often want to bring home some part of their experience to share with the people they left behind. Seems everyone takes pictures, buys shirts, or some other little thing that eventually gets lost among your belongings. However, when friends go away I ask for one t
Okay so there was an opening at my store for my old position of Operations Senior. I had done that job for four years before I had to move down to Long Island. Naturally there were no openings for it when I came here so I went into customer service where I had maxed out on the pay.There is nothing like being told you do your job very well, in fact you get a perfect score, but you can't have a raise because you are paid more than that position now.
Well yesterday the boss mentioned to me that he
I have been asked if I am finishing Charlie or if I have just forgotten about the story. The truth is chapter 21 is done and I am working on chapter 22. I do apologize for not having 21 posted yet. My beta and my editor are currently on vacation. While both have said I should send my work to them and they will work on them, I won't do that. A vacation is just that. A break from your normal work load and I would like them to focus on what they are doing and enjoy it.
I am not sure if those who
I've made no secret of the fact that I joined Weight Watchers. It has been six weeks now and after a gain last week it was back to a loss this week. I think I can accept it all.
Weight has been an issue for me for years, going back to high school. Through the younger grades I was one of those lean little kids everyone liked to pick on. I was average height but thin and wiry. I never really learned to fight but I could run like the wind back then.
High school came and personal disasters had
Okay, so today was suppose to be my day off. I had things I wanted to get done. One of those included the opportunity to go out to Flanders and pick up something that was uniquely from Long Island for two people on the site who have come to mean a lot to me. I am a reasonably intelligent person so it shouldn't be that hard right?
There is a reason why my nickname is "Charlie Brown". Like my character, Charlie Wagner, oh did I just give a hint where his name came from, I have no luck at all. B
