I'm Trying!

Hello Bloggers, I am back, but not at full steam yet.


Back is still acting up, but I am trying to ignore it.

I become very impatient with my body when I am in pain. This doesn't happened often, but when it does I think my body takes advantage of it. I can hear my body now talking to the pain receptors, "There's pain? Wow, let's make the body immobile and gain weight. That should really make her day!"

Yep, it does make my day. I have to lose the same five pounds over again! Really life would be much easier if scientists would come up with something to help us lose weight that doesn't bother the heart or some other vital organ. Don't you think?

 I met up with my daughter in law Tina at my youngest son's house on Wednesday to take her to the airport. My son Toney was working from home and I asked one simple question, "Do I take the ramp at the 202 or do I stay on the 101?" Toney looks at me and grins, "I'll drive you both to the airport."

So Tina made it to the airport without any sight seeing. She doesn't realize she missed out on an interesting trip!


I think he took the ramp. I told myself to remember, but unfortunately that didn't work. I'm still not sure. Ugh!

I love the warm weather we have been having. This is the time of fantastic weather in this part of Arizona.

Remember to buy my new book Charlie at  Smashwords

or

Amazon


I am working on the sequel: Not Again, Charlie!


But since I have been down in my back, I haven't done much. It hurts to type or sit too long or stand too long. Bah! Humbug!!!

Smart Bitches  has a wonderful video of a ballet dancers. His muscle tone is unbelievable. Enjoy it! I know I did.

See you around the block.

Find the Butterflies!

Hello Bloggers!

This will be short and sweet. I am down in my back and I can't sit that long at the computer.

This is why I didn't have a Monday blog.

Lord, I will be glad when my back stops hurting. Can't sit too long or stand too long before I am making faces of pain.

Remember Charlie can be bought at Smashwords and Amazon. Sorry not supplying the links. Please go to my last blog for them.

Hopefully by Friday, I will be able to sit longer.

See you around the block.

Charlie is Available

Charlie can be bought at:


Amazon



and also at Smashwords



Buy your copy today!!!

Can't you see, I'm Working!

I hope everyone had a wonderful Valentines Day. 

My son Wayne brought a card over to me. It is cute and sentimental.


He can now tell his siblings, he is my well!!!


I am working on trying to create a blurb for my new book.


I have three options so far, but I'm not sure which one to use.

 I REALLY want one that will make people want to read my book.


I've posted them on face book, but I think I will post them here also, SINCE no one has responded yet!

Number 1:

High school science teacher Wendy was looking forward to a quiet summer.

Then Charlie a talking parrot saunters into her kitchen crying murder.

The daunting task of finding Charlie’s old home and his murdered owner is not the only obstacle she faces. She has to convince the police Charlie is telling the truth, his owner has been murdered and convince her ex-boyfriend it is over.

Wendy thinks her summer can’t get any worse when in walks the detective handling the case. None other than Tony Brandon, the one man on earth she had never hoped to run into again. He and his elite group of friends had made her life hell in high school.

Could the summer get any stranger Wendy wonders, as she fights the attraction she feels for the detective?

Number 2:

Charlie, watched helplessly as his owner was beaten to death by her lover. He realizes his own life is in jeopardy. Charlie flies away searching for someone who will help him to stop this mad man before it is too late.

Charlie saunters into a young woman’s kitchen crying murder and with her help the police become involved. Charlie knows who the murderer is, but he can’t make Wendy or the police understand what he is telling them.

He knows Wendy could be the next victim of this murderer and he is determined to keep this woman safe.

Number 3:

Could life become more complicated? 

 Wendy was finding out the hard way it could. First a parrot by the name of Charlie walked into her life yelling murder. 

 Her ex-boyfriend is making threatening phone calls and then Detective Brandon who is checking out the murder of Charlie’s owner is the bully who had made Wendy’s life hell in high school. 

 Fate was laughing its butt off.

There they are, which one should I choose. 


Please choose wisely!!!!


See you around the block.

Let's Talk Grammy Awards

                                                               Nature in all it's glory!

I am having all sort of trouble with my blogs today. They refuse to cooperate. Dumb blog or is it dumb user?


Did you watch the Grammy Awards last night?


It was fantastic! I loved a lot of the music they played.


I also was able to see what the singer looked like, whose music I am listening to on the radio.


I was totally happen to see the young men dressed like well put together men. I mean really how long were they going to wear pants with the crotch down between their knees? Every time I saw them like that, I thought of a baby with a dirty diaper on. Flash back to cloth diapers.


A lot of the young men dressed like they did in the 50's and 60's. I know I'm old, but I did fine it very nice.


I love Bruno Mars Gernade song. I have heard it a lot on the radio. I enjoyed his performance on the Grammy Awards.


I own three or more Coldplay CDs and I have never seen them before. I know I must live in a cave. I just haven't paid that much attention.


I enjoyed the Foo Fighters (what a name) singing and I also agreed with what their lead singer said about musician learning to do their craft and sing without all the electronic help.

But sadly there were parts I did not enjoy. I'm sorry but people do get to old to sing. Their voices are strained, thin and a tiny bit off key off and on.


Don't get me wrong I adore the Beach Boys and Paul McCartney, but I found it painful to hear them.


Paul is such a great song writer and I think he needs to let the younger singers sing his songs from now on.


I was tickled to death when the young men who had sung the Beach Boys intro, joined the Beach Boys to sing with them. It sounded so much better.


I didn't catch the names of the two groups that sung the Beach Boys songs, but man they did a fantastic job. I thought they sounded like the Beach Boys of long ago.


Glen Campbell, what can I say? The voice isn't there any more and you need to let go of the reins.


Then there is Tony Bennet, who has continued to release CDs. His voice has been gone for a long time and if it wasn't for doing duets he wouldn't still be out there.


I know, you are gnashing your teeth, thinking how dare you! What did you think of the Grammy Awards?


Anyway these are my thoughts and feelings. This is my blog and I can say what I want too.


I love Taylor Swift and her performance. I enjoy seeing a young lady dress like a lady and that includes Adele also.

I am so glad Adele's surgery did not harm her voice.


The strangest performance and song was Nicki Minaj "Roman Holiday". Yeah I kept thinking okay as I watched it. I wasn't crazy about it at all.


Jennifer Hudson did a fantastic job singing Whitney Housten's song.


We all have our own demons inside us and this time Whitney lost the battle.



Of course I had to miss Downton Abby to watch the Grammy Awards. I will have to catch up with it next week.


I will be uploading my new e book this week to Smashwords and Amazon. Please drop by them and buy my book "Charlie".

See you around the block.

Vivid Imagination

I wish this was my garden.

As promised we will be talking about vivid imagination today. 

The good and the bad of having a vivid imagination.

The good of having a vivid imagination: You can come up with stories like crazy. They play in your mind like a movie.

I could write a lot more if I had the new Dragon program. It is the one where you are talking and it is writing down what you are saying. I mean let me get busy with something else, like sweeping the floors and a story runs through my mind.

I pretty much have a movie (story) running through my mind constantly. A sound, a smell, just about anything will start it. I think this is one reason I get lost a lot. I am paying attention to the movie in my head and not looking for the street I need. 

Really I have arrived at the place I want to be and wonder how I got there. I feel like doing the victory dance, I'm so pleased with myself for arriving at the right place. Ha!

Alright, back to vivid imagination the good. Because of a vivid imagination wonders have been created in books, arts, technologies and etc. 

I wonder how many of these things came to the person in a dream?

The bad of a vivid imagination means we can scare ourselves pant less.

We hear a noise and suddenly pictures of monsters, snakes and etc are in your home.

I mentioned snakes because as a kid I dreamed snakes surrounded my bed. I woke up and was dying to pee, but knew if I got out of bed, I would be bitten. Talk about a dilemma for a kid. Really think about it. I had to figure out what I would rather face, a mom mad because I wet the bed or a bunch of biting snakes. I chose the snakes and leaped from my bed as far as I could, hoping to jump over them. Of course the snakes didn't exist and yet I shivered when I came back into my room and leaped on the bed. I knew they weren't there but I wasn't taking any chances. I finally shivered myself back to sleep. 

Talk about nightmares! We have sleepless nights because a nightmare woke us up and we can't get back to sleep.

We try to reason our selves out of the terror, but nothing works.

A strange sound wakes us up at night and we do the one thing we tell the people in movies not to do, we search out for the sound. "Don't open the door!" Expecting any minute to be grabbed or bitten. You name it we expect it.

We see a shadow against the window and suddenly we know someone is trying to break in. Terror grips us and we weakly lean back against the wall trying to figure out what to do. Suddenly we realize it is the shadow of our desk chair against the window and we sigh loudly. 

No one is out there. Still we are up and decide a cup of tea is called for. We need time to get our imagination under control.

So as you can see there is a good side and bad side of having a vivid imagination.

Do you suffer from a vivid imagination? Drop a line and let me know.

Sometimes Lessons are Painful!

There is a butterfly in this picture.  Can you find it?

I have always refused to watch scary movies since I was about three years old. 

My children would beg to see a scary movie and I would veto it big time. 

I have been called afraidy cat most of my life and I figure the name is worth it. I don't have to experience the feeling of terror.

Mama and grandma were attending evening service at church and being the urchin I could be, I insisted I would stay home with grandpa. Grandpa never went to church, since he had lost both of his legs to diabetes.

I innocently insisted we stay on a certain channel. I don't remember why or what had caught my attention. 

Grandpa tried to get me to change my mind, but like a fool I didn't. So he told me I would have to watch the movie. I could not leave the room or cover my eyes.

Knowing me I gave him a smile of victory and agreed. 

Lord have mercy, it turned out to be a frightening movie, about some campers in the woods and a monster who ate moss off the trees. That is all I remember from the movie except for the fear and revulsion I had felt. 

All scary things give me these same feelings. So I try not to do anything scary.

The movie was still on when mama and grandma returned and I begged mama to let me leave the room. 

Grandpa told her what had happened and mama sided with grandpa. I had to finish watching that movie.

Afterwards grandpa was very smug and told mama her little girl wouldn't be throwing fits any more to do something. 

He knew I had learned my lesson.

He was right, from that night on I did not insist on having my way. But did the outcome out weigh the terror I had experience from this movie? 

The spoiled child had become a very easy going child. Who hid all that she was thinking and feeling from the people around her.

The only problem is I have fears of spending the night in the woods even though I am grown up and have grandchildren. This made it hard to go camping with my own family. Without sleep and living on raw nerves, emotions, I became a very cranky person. The only time I would fall asleep camping is when exhaustion would catch up with me.

I wonder how many people still use fear of the unknown to handle their children?

Did experiencing this cause me to have a very vivid imagination?

We'll talk about the good and the bad of having a very vivid imagination next time.

See you around the block.

Second Chance buy at Smashwords. 

Fainting Damsel buy at Smashwords

Links to Amazon:

Second Chance This one does not have the same cover as Smashwords.

Fainting Damsel