Writing Prompt: Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. (Frivolous)





Here’s the thing I write for me, I write about what I want to at the moment, most if off the cuff, and probably doesn’t make any sense to anyone but me, but I write it anyway. I like it, I find it enjoyable and a creative outlet, and when I don’t do it I miss it . Now saying that here’s the thing:

Yesterday’s post (as is this one is being written at 4 in the morning) I was tired, and forcing myself to do a lakefront sunrise walk despite being in pain… I say a new challenge, I took it and I thought that I had the perfect picture found a poem. And yes there might have been some things that I may have forgotten…. for example I didn’t realize that didn’t add a header, I realized this while I was walking on the lakefront…. And Oh My God. I didn’t freaking properly cite Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. I have created the ultimate sin and plagiarized .(eye roll) his poem. And after it was brought to my attention I did think about going back and correcting my mistake…. but really?

Now I admit being in pain has made me more sensitive that I need to be but for fucks sake are you serious, I appreciate my followers and am grateful and generally surprised when people want to follow this teeny, tiny blog that’s really about nothing. But seriously…. it my blog, you don’t have to like anything I write and you certainly don’t need to comment. I wanted to be 100 percent transparent and I approved the post, but I had to take a minute to quickly write something, maybe not super eloquent, but it was what I felt. a “Seriously do you think I stole the fuckin’ poem?” Only to be replied to in what I felt like my teacher was scolding me. Once again my reply was quick and concise “Thank you for you comment 9in this case) mean fuck you!

So here’s the take a way, if you don’t like what I post, that’s totally up to you, if something I said offends you that’s your right (although it’s not my intention) but please don’t come to my blog to school or educate me. For the record I do know to properly site a source, If I didn’t learn in high school, I learned in college, and what I didn’t learn in college got grilled into me when I was in grad school, and dealing with the ORI while writing the thesis certainly burned into my soul.

3 F bombs in one post (or was it 4). This entry was totally frivolous…. and in my opinion so was that comment.

Now I’m going to the gym to have a woosah moment.



Until Next Time,



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The Satisfaction of a List




Writing Prompt: Who doesn’t love a list? So write one! Top five slices of pizza in your town, ten reasons disco will never die, the three secrets to happiness — go silly or go deep, just go list-y.




First off, let me say that my entire life is list: a list of things I need to avoid, a list of things that I need to do, a list of things hat I need to purchase (this is really important, because I will go to the store and buy everything except what’s on my list) It’s not uncommon to find some type of list in my purse and my car.

But this is a small list that I have been quietly composing for a while

Things To Do Before I Turn 40

  1. Wear a Bikini
  2. Jump Out of a Plane
  3. Become a Organ Donation/Transplant Ambassador
  4. Be Grateful Everyday (I’m actually working on this at the moment)
  5. Hold a conversation with Someone in another Language


Until Next Time

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To Be Resolved


Writing Prompt: We’re entering the final days of 2014 — how did you do on your New Year’s resolutions these past 11.75 months? Is there any leftover item to be carried over to 2015?

Every single year I say that I’m never gonna make New Years Resolutions, and every year I quietly make them, some I stick to and some I don’t,  some resolution that I made and stuck with (and will continue on the the new year are:

  • Continue to lose weight: I’m not trying to be skinny I just want to be healthy… well as healthy as possible considering my myriad of health issues. I believe and continue to stand strong behind the idea that as long as I’m as fit as I can possibly be, it makes dealing with my health issues a lot easier. I’m not where I want to be, and I may not be there this time next year, but I continue to make positive changes that are paying off and showing on and off the scale.
  • Showing kindness: I am still working on it, but I’m better than I was in the past, working on being kind to people, especially those who I feel have done me wrong or don’t deserve it (for me) is a test of character, if I can be kind to someone despite my feelings for them then I have won. I will continue to work on this ….probably forever.
  • Release the negativity: I think this goes along with kindness, releasing the negativity. Sometimes with love and friendship, you all people, or certain situations to occur that are not good for you. And to be honest removing negative, toxic people from my life has been life changing, my goal for the next year is to recognize those toxic, negative people and situations before I get to close
  • Being a better person: At the end of my life I want to feel like, everyday despite whatever challenges I face I did the best that I could, I was the best person that I could be… in the past selfishness was something that I practiced without knowing, so I want and continue to change that.

And with all of those things I probably should say stop cursing… but sometimes I need to say F*CK!

Until Next Time….

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Never Too Late



Writing Prompts: Is there a person you should’ve thanked, but never had the chance? Is there someone who helped you along the way without even realizing it? Here’s your chance to express your belated gratitude.

It would defiantly be a group of people, When I moved to Las Vegas to go to graduate school, it was the very first time that I had ever been away from my family and my home, and for the first 8 weeks I was miserable, just seriously feeling out of place and homesick and I felt like I had made to wrong choice in coming here.. EVERYTHING was different than what I was used to. Slowly by slowly I started to meet people and I’m not sure if they knew it or not but they really helped me, treated me like family and really allowed me to enjoy my experience, wish lessoned the home sickness.

One of the reasons I look back so fondly at that time in my life, is the people who I met and became my friends, and for the most part I think they all know that everything they did for me was appreciated by myself but my mother as well, I think for a time she was worried for the same reasons I was and after she visited me she was more at ease about the situation.

So to Robin, Bill, Anne, Paul, Gail, Nicole, Renee, Nathan and so many others Thank you…

Until Next Time….

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Calling Uncle Bob



Writing Prompt: Have you ever faced a difficult situation when you had to choose between sorting it out yourself, or asking someone else for an easy fix? What did you choose — and would you make the same choice today?

All the time, I think it might simply be part of the human condition. I’m am finding myself dealing with this very quandary at the moment. Very early yesterday morning I found out that my cousin died unexpectantly. It’s difficult to understand why someone in their 20’s who was seemly healthy would die just when their lives were beginning. I am a logical person, I have always prided myself on the how’s and why things work, and why they happen. I know what happens when a person has a seizure, I know how the body reacts, what can happen and what the outcomes are, I know the process of saying goodbye to a love one, I’ve done it more times than I care to mention, I know these things. The thing that I don’t know is why is it what I forget…. why do I forget that no matter how logical a person is in their every day, and I guess in a lot of ways that makes me slightly detached from the things around me, it makes me feel safe and I like to feel that way, I have chosen to be that way. But when things like this happen  emotion and grief make me highly illogical and I don’t know how to deal with anything. More than anything I wish someone would give me an easy fix, I wish someone would say this is the appropriate way to act and this is the most appropriate way to respond. I wish someone would say, “Girl we we’re joking” and things would go back to the way they were on Monday. I wish for a lot of things right now.

I apologize to my readers this was not the answer that I wanted to write to this prompt, but as most of you know you HAVE to write what you feel and not what you want.

For a lot of us tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and my wish for you is to be thankful for the friends and family that you have, enjoy the time together, makes memories; and remember those for don’t have homes, out friends and family to spend time with.

And to John I am thankful for the time that I spent with you and you will be forever be missed.

Until Next Time….

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