A Work In Progress

I mentioned to my husband a while back that my website was a work in progress. I meant it to mean that I hadn’t quite found the exact look I was going for, and was constantly reorganizing or adding in plug-ins on what seemed like a daily basis…he said that every website is a work…

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no passing zone

Just Desserts

The road to hell is paved with good intentions, someone said. What about the road paved with bad intentions? Where does that lead? Is there a special place for people who intentionally hurt others? Is there a deeper, darker pit in that supposed hell for those who purposely rip out the hearts of the innocents?…

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Unemployment Blahs

I just applied for a work-from-home business opportunity that I have heard very good things about. There are four steps to the application process: personality testing, customer service call simulation, mathematical problems testing, and then…a telephone message. You have to call their number, leave a message introducing yourself and outlining your work history (basically, read…

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Summer is right around the corner…

Kiddo leaves for sleep-away summer camp at the great Camp Highlander in North Carolina in T -minus 18 days. To add insult to injury, she will be leaving to visit with her paternal grandparents for the week preceding summer camp. So, this is what the next few weeks look like: June 9th is the last day…

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Open Book

My Miscarriage Story: Novel in Progress

I am writing a novel. I have written bits and pieces over the last year, in its entirety, it probably amounts to about three chapters. In the neurotic way that I have arranged it, it equals the first three chapters, anyway. During the process of writing this novel, I have had to stop several times…

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Hanging in the Balance

Watch your step, People are watching. Careful, calculating… All it takes is one slip, one misstep And the entire empire crumbles. Be careful. Watch yourself. Keep your eyes peeled. Who’s coming? Who’s behind you? Every handshake, every smile – it all means something else.