To Whom It May Concern…

I am super busy(who isn’t) writing, working, mothering, wife-ing, cleaning, cooking, laundering(clothing not money), renovating, (my God what were we thinking??) trying to fix the damn dog-ing, whose therapy is costing me a fortune! Having said that, just a few things I’d like to get off my chest this hump day…

To Whom It May Concern:

Stop giving me dirty looks in the grocery store. No, I don’t drive a fancy schmancy car or wear Manola Blahnik heels but I have just as much right as you do to shop in this overpriced, foo-foo, she-she store. And if that’s just your regular sour puss…you need to work on that.

To Whom It May Concern:

Stop dropping your kid off in the NO drop-off zone. You know you’re wrong. Stop acting like the rules don’t apply to you. It just makes the rest of us want to do bad things to you…like kick you in the shins or at least do rude hand gesturing at you.

To Whom It May Concern:

Stop putting poison into our food! We don’t want to eat genetically modified crap, pesticides or added hormones. I’ve got enough hormones for me and half the people in my town. This country is filled with overweight sick people and it’s all your fault! This also makes us want to do bad things to you…like punch you in the nose.

To Whom It May Concern:

Stop airbrushing magazine photos. We women have enough insecurity. We don’t need you telling us that we’re not good enough. Thanks to you, we already think that all the time because since we were little girls you’ve been showing us fictional characters and selling it to us as the real thing. If we want to change the way we look at the world we have to change the way we show the world. Get it right dammit!

To Whom It May Concern:

Nobody wants to see your butt crack hanging out of your pants. Okay, maybe some people do, but do you really want the homeless guy who has no teeth and smells like pee giving you that kind of attention? Pull em up, tuck it down, whatever you need to do, cover that shiznit up.

What’s your “To Whom It May Concern”? Keep it PG people! LOL

That’s it for today. Gotta get back to writing. Peace be with you, around you, and pouring out of you… Even when I’m up in arms I still want peace 🙂


I had major computer problems today and couldn’t get any of my pictures to load so…

*picture a large intimidating scale here*  Ooo, now be a little scared as the anticipation builds…

This is going to be a short blog because I have many voices inside my head trying to tell me my new story, DARKNESS.
I did lose four pounds this past week. Did it make me a better writer? Hmm. Probably not. But the week long journey to losing the four pounds did give me some clarity. The journey began with my friend who looked amazing. She had lost fifteen-ish pounds, looked well rested, healthy and energetic. So, of course I beat her to the ground until she forked over her magic potion. Just kidding! She told me all about clean eating and the book she had read called, The Virgin Diet by JJ Virgin. The reason I was interested wasn’t because of weight loss. I had headaches every day, major brain fog (you know when you go into a room and can’t remember why you’re standing there? BRAIN FOG) feelt tired and just not great. I had accepted that this was just the way I felt, part of my age, part of stress, part of blah, blah, blah. Sound familiar? I got the book from our local library. Love the library! I read it quite shallowly, I have to admit, because my friend looked so good, and dammit I wanted on that train! It’s a 21 day program, and let’s face it, anyone can do anything for 21 days, so I figured what the heck? I started November 4th.

*picure great looking food here*

To sum it up (so I can get back to my voices) you cut out 7 foods: gluten, dairy, soy, corn, peanuts, eggs and sugar/artificial sweeteners. I wonder how many people just logged off my blog?? Maybe you’re like me and think, holy crap I can’t do that! Or maybe you’re a freak (I mean that in the best of ways) and that sounds like a good time to you. Either way, it’s worth looking into. My main goal was to get rid of my headaches. If I lose the ten pounds of winter ass that I’ve been chasing around since last winter, so be it. The first three days sucked, not gonna lie. BUT… then Thursday came and my headache was gone for the first time in a very long time. Then Friday came and I had more energy. Then the weekend came and my craving for sweets (which is normally insane) went away. Then Monday I stepped on the scale and I was four pounds less. BONUS!

*picture me doing a hyped up strange Irish jig cause that’s how my happy dance goes…don’t judge.

So that all brings me to writing during NaNoWriMo! Why? Because all my roads, even the bumpy ones, lead me to writing. Maybe the diet has nothing to do with it. Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but I’ve got creative mojo, a clear vision of where my story is going, and I’m 27, 733 words in! BOOYA!

Tune in next hump-day for an update and some possible silly stuff.
Peace be with you, around you and pouring from you…


I’ve decided that I’m a hump-day-blogger. For no other reason other than I just like to say “hump day blogger”.  Today is about COLOR.

In the years leading up to being an author I was an interior designer and on occasion I still do some consulting. Since it’s fall and everyone is talking about the awesome colors on the trees, except my peeps in California who only have palm trees, it got me thinking how colors effect us. I signed up for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) which means I’m trying to write 50K words in one month… anxiety is hovering right at the “OH MY GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!” level. What 50K words in one month means is that I’m spending a lot of time in my office among the many piles that include reference books, three printed copies of finished manuscripts, a plethora of notes and lots of Christmas wrapping paper. Okay, so I don’t have a separate wrapping room…I never said I was Martha Stewart. But what I do have, in my organized chaos, is peace. Not because I’m so in tune with my chi or whatever I’m supposed to be in tune with, but because I have created a space with color that is calming. My walls are painted “soothing celadon”(bluish green) and my carpet is “sandy beach” beige because that’s what does it for me.  That’s what I need in my busy day when I sit down, for whatever allotted time I have, when I take a deep breath in, let it out slow and call all my creativity up to the surface. This is a practice that is not solely connected to writing or to interior design which is good news because not everyone can repaint their interior.

Let’s face it, life is busy, the day is rushed, you’ve got five different things going on at any one moment. So if you need peace, or passion, or energy, and you don’t want to wait for the universe to hand it to you, you’re going to have to create it yourself and the easiest way is with color.  Now, just because a beachy type grove works for me doesn’t necessarily mean it’s what you need.  You have to decide what colors do it for you based on what you need right now. Studies have been done on how colors effect us emotionally. 20131105-200924.jpg

If  you can’t paint your space, you can hang a painting in your space. Or if you’re on the go, you can take your colors with you. You can buy a shirt, socks, scarf, hat or whatever fits into your budget. And if you can’t paint or buy anything and you have a pair of eyes in your head, find an image on the internet. The point is, get inspired and then dive into the thing you’ve been putting off…Writing perhaps? Exercise? Diet? Volunteering? A new job? School? Whatever! Whether you’re sporting a yellow sweater picking up your kids at school or rockin a pair of fire engine red socks in the grocery store, make it happen for you. As we head into the winter and our fabulous oranges, reds and yellows change into variations of gray, grab hold of some color and don’t let it bring you down!

What colors speak to you? If they’re saying some weird crap you may want to get that checked out with a doc! LOL. Do you use color in a whole room or paint your nails with it? Do you feel better or worse in certain colors?

Happy whatever you’ve got going on and see you next hump-day…hopefully I will not jump off the proverbial writing cliff by then! 50 thousand words…what was I thinking??