Yearly Archives: 2017



*Snip* Dinner at Sam’s – Just another case, Gib

*Snip* Dinner at Sam’s – Just another case, Gib

So…Hiiiiii…

I haven’t been sharing anything about my new project because I wasn’t (and still am not) sure it was going to take off… but sometimes you just have to put your author pants on (or take them off? Authors don’t like pants!) and stick your neck out there. So I’m sharing a snip today. Hope you like it!

*All the usual stuff applies… unedited, subject to change. Or not see the light of day.*



Goals Schmoals- What that year be lookin’ like?

Goals Schmoals- What that year be lookin’ like?

    As I get older, and more ensconced in social media, I find that certain words become overused and grate on my last frazzled nerve. Diverse. Marginalized. Inclusive is getting there. I hate the word goals. And I have hated the word RESOLUTION my whole life. And it’s not just the word. Nothing puts me in a deer-in-headlights stupor than the practice of listing out things I want to do in a year. I have NO IDEA, people. But… everyone’s doing it. And I don’t want it to seem like Im not thinking about my future, because “what I’m gonna do next” is always on my mind. So, I came up with a light, non taxing list of things I might could accomplisth this year, designed to make me feel less like I am rebelling but not jumping into the boiling hot New Year’s Resolution cauldron. I am calling these my 2017 Priorities: Four years ago I had weight loss surgery. I’ve never been much of a shopper, but buying smaller clothes was more fun than a sharp stick in the eye. Once I settled down in sizes, I stopped shopping, really. I got lazy and I look frumpy on more days than I care to admit. My hair is… a mess… I’m just not a hair person. I don’t care, I’ll shave it off. So, for 2017, I am going to bring myself back from wherever I let myself go to. Taking care in my appearance, liking what I see in the mirror. I had some health challenges in 2016 which made any kind of exercise a strain on my body. There’s no excuse for not moving my tush, so I bought a fitbit to track my movement and challenge myself to getting in more steps. The building I work in is large  and there’s plenty of room to push myself. Thankfully I don’t need to lose anymore weight but being healthy is about more than wearing a small size. […]