Okay, so I know I’ve been away the last few weeks. And I want to assure you that I have started some wonderful blog posts, but haven’t quite finished them or uploaded them yet (obviously). This is just a quick one to let you know that, yes, indeed I am still alive and still active (in mind) on my blog. And also that I have decided to start a new feature. It won’t be on a specific day of the week, just from time to time.
I love reading. Last year I began the year wanting to read a specified number of books which I felt was reasonable and attainable. Sadly, I started off great, but then kinda slumped off. I found myself distracted by nothing but wasted time on stupid Facebook click-it games and binge-watching Netflix. I already log and write reviews (when I feel compelled to do so) on Goodreads. Telling you that I will be sharing them with you will not only provide me with accountability but also a commitment to reading for leisure. And it certainly can do nothing but help with publishing blog posts.
Funny… I just realize I began a book review in 2015 for your pleasure and it is still sitting in the draft queue because something pulled me away from writing it and I never picked up where I left off. Perhaps I shall make that my second review and just leave it “unfinished.” What do you think? Should I share my freshly read but incomplete review or should I re-read it so I can finish my ending thoughts on the book? Please leave me a comment and tell me your thoughts or answer the poll question. Thanks!
This year I have a goal of creating structure in my life. I have a personal coach helping me to stay focused on my short-term goals and my long-term goal to be completed this year. As part of that structure, I bought myself a Passion Planner (which was a Kickstarter success of 2014) and it’s pretty thrilling. I will review this planner /organizer, which is unlike any other planner you’ve used, soon! Although more of a product than a book it will be my first of this series.
So I am finally taking the Writing 101 course over at Blogging University though you’d hardly know it because I didn’t start on day-1 and I am not posting the assignments in order. However it is important that I post this one right away, like tomorrow, because the poll is a requirement for a future assignment. So, minions, I need your help. Please take the poll and let me know what you’d like to see more of from me. You can even “fill in the blank” if you’d like or shoot me an email via the comment form on my Disclaimer page.
Now, then next part of this horrid* assignment: Where do I write?
In bed. These days I write in bed. Today I am writing in bed with a fluffy soft hat, fingerless gloves and hand-knit slippers. It hasn’t always been the case, though it did start off that way. In the beginning — I didn’t mean to sound like the voice of God there; or was that just how it came across in my own head? — it was this same time of year and I was very, very depressed. I hadn’t been out of bed for a couple weeks so I had a great excuse then. I was however, finally, being productive, creating a blog and releasing my thoughts through my typing fingertips.
Things are different now. I live in a totally new state (and today is the 3rd cold day since I’ve gotten here). I am not borderline suicidal. I am still averaging about 6 hours a day “blogging”. The thing here is that I moved in with people who own a lot of stuff and every day there is more stuff. They are not home — which is why I am here — but for sleep. I am not here to be their maid and they need one. So, I pretty much avoid the rest of the house and hang out in my room. It’s small but very bright and free. The windows are huge so it is either sweltering turn-the-fans-to-maximum or freezing, bundle up with hot cocoa and ignore the mists exhaling from my body.
So, basically, it’s comfy and convenient. And so, minions, know you can picture me all bundled up in my bed (the comforter is white, the walls are blue) writing these posts that may reach out and touch you in one way or another. Let me know what I can write to keep you coming back for more. I’m listening.
*I said horrid because I was hoping this would be a course on writing stories and such and so far it’s not been very interesting, at least not to me.
So I belong to this #supersecret #society on #Facebook. It’s so secret they don’t even know I am there. Well anyway, there are these #twowomen who have #full-on, #double-breasted hashtag convos. And, I’m all like, “Hello! What’s this? It totally #openedmyeyes and #gotmymotorrunning! I’ve become the #tantalized #voyeur to their #matingdance. Or, more accurately, their #titillated #PeepingTom because, as I said, they don’t even know #Iamwatching!
I used to feel very #conflicted and #confused about #hashtags. I have #zerounderstanding for how they #function in #relationship to #oneanother. #Butt seeing these professionals #dishin it out like #foreplay I fell #inlove.
I still #dontgetit but at least I’m having a #ball with it.
So how about you? Love’m or Hate’m? Take the #HashtagPoll or give me the #dingdonglong or #supershort of it in the #comments #DownUnder. #ScratchMyItch, I’m ready to be #schooled!
Who’s ever met a dentist who didn’t love to talk? Well there may be a few party poppers out there, but I’m certainly not one of them. While at the office, I absolutely adore talking to my patients about everything under the sun. There’s not many topics I can’t or won’t talk about. My patients and I indulge in daily conversations about life, travel, news, fashion, entertainment, sports, food, and let me dare not forget: teeth.
Well, a few days ago a patient and I were discussing foods that we each disliked. And anyone who really knows me knows there is one food I absolutely dislike the taste of: macaroni and cheese. So of course, I didn’t have a problem telling her that it was my least favorite food. And she didn’t bite her tongue responding back with, “Doc, you aren’t really Southern if you don’t like macaroni and cheese.”
“What?” My southern accent and southern ego had both been insulted.
Who could be anymore Southern than I was?
I was born and raised on a farm in the deepest part of Georgia. If you go any further South, well if you stayed awake in geography class, you already know where you would end up. Obviously she didn’t know that I had grown up along side chickens, hogs, and goats. Obviously she didn’t know I had tasted fruit from the trees of the Garden of Eden. And, yes the fruit was delicious! At that very moment, she had me questioning my own “Southern-icity.” (You didn’t recognize that word, did you? Yeah, I just made that one up.) After several hours of reflection, I did what any other normal person would do. I pulled out my laptop to do a bit of research. It was time to take this one to Facebook.
I just heard the lightest tinkling of a bell ringing, I lifted my head and glanced to my right as the above movie clip ran through my mind… and then I came back to reality and realized a Christmas ornament had fallen off the tree. I guess it’s time to take the tree down before any more ornaments end up breaking * this year.
So far, 2015 feels so much better than 2014 ever did. I hope it’s working out that way for you too! Seven days ’til February, start giving out hugs ‘just because’ and find the positive everywhere!
*So as many of my readers know I have a fabulous best friend, Forest. He doesn’t suffer from depression and always makes me happy… his tail is always a’waggin. This year I made the mistake of putting a gorgeous handpainted blown-egg Christmas ornament of the Puget Sound low on the tree. Welp, it happened, his tail broke the shell despite it’s being a good 3-feet off the ground.