My Entry for regret: I jumped before I woke up.
My Entry for regret: I jumped before I woke up.
My entry to this week’s themed Photo Challenge – Divergent.
I’ve always wanted to create a gif and my friend at
https://jdawgswords.wordpress.com/2015/08/20/my-1st-gif/ provided me the link.
Want to make your own? http://makeagif.com
This week’s prompt PASSION
Sticky Toffee Pudding to Die For.
My final assignment in the WordPress Blogging 101 course is to schedule a weekly post. A great big thank you and shout out to the fabulous WordPress Admins.
What better way to find out what interests you, my valued reader, than to create a poll. (I just learned how to do this. Very cool.) Please feel free to share and leave me a comment if you think of additional subjects.
Blogger Recognition Award
I want to thank Josée from her blog, joseelavallee. for nominating me for the Blogger Recognition Award. Our paths crossed when we attended Blogging 101 and discovered our mutual love for writing, art and travel. And, she’s just a really sweet person .
There’s nothing more magical as the sound of a quality pen scratching a line of azure blue across a clean, white sheet of lined paper. I can’t remember a time when I didn’t carry a spiral-bound notebook and a ball point pen to jot down recipes, instructions for a DIY project, notes from a seminar, and short stories. Happy. Sad. Inspirational. Informational. I wrote. They were my inner thoughts. Mine and only mine.
My ramblings became public when I decided to author and publish two E-books. I filled notebooks chronicling everything about RVing, the best campgrounds, exotic destinations, traveling with dogs and coping with anxiety attacks. You name it. I documented our emotions: excitement, fear and anticipation as we left the security of the known to venture out into the world.
Suddenly, I was thrown into the world of marketing and the birth of blogging. I created an author page, a website, email list opt in, a landing page, widgets, menus. Yikes! Panic set in.
But, I plugged along. My advice for new bloggers. Sign up for Blogging 101 at the Blogging University. Learn the ropes and write.
Here are but a few of the amazing people who have captured the hearts and minds of everybody they touch. It is a pleasure and honor to have them in my world and to thank them for all the good they do. My list will surely grow as I continue on my blogging journey.
Salvador Herrera at unmundomagico. Salvador, a gifted photographer, shares the beauty of Mazatlan, Mexico through his amazing photography.
Monserrat at montserratmacie Monserrat’s art transcends art and provides meaning to a chaotic world.
D’vorah at bookmarketingmadeeasy D’vorah hosted a free 30-Day Book Marketing Challenge and continues to work tirelessly to help newbie authors like me understand the book marketing world.
Ellen at ellenbrockediting Ellen, a professional editor, is hosting Novel Boot Camp, a free lecture and workshop forum , to help authors perfect their manuscripts.
My entry to the six-word story challenge to interpret LOSS
Comfort is but a heartbeat away.
This post is In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt “On the Edge.”
Okay, so I love shopping. What girl doesn’t?” And when I’m stressed, nothing eases my anxiety more than spotting the extra 70% off the discounted price signs displayed above racks of exorbitantly priced designer clothes.
When we owned a four-bedroom home, it was soooo easy to buy and hide. “You look great,” my husband would comment. I’ve not seen that outfit before?”
“Oh, this old outfit?” Of course, I’d wrinkle my nose and in movie-star fashion, rotate my hand in a circular motion and raise my voice a few octaves exaggerating the word “old”.
Then, we turned our lives upside down, traded our home backing on to a golf course for life on the road in a fifthwheel.
I wouldn’t consider myself a shopaholic. More of a shopper with a mission and a passion to find the best for less. I had to figure out how to blend shopping with glamping.
What the heck is glamping, you ask? The definition according to the Urban Dictionary describes me to a tee.
Shorthand for glamorous camping; luxury camping.”
Example of glamping used in a sentence: I ain’t sleepin’ in no tent! For real, I’m goin’ glamping.”
To entice me to leave Suburbia, my husband threw in a loss leader, a teaser. “A bad mistake”, he’d later claim. He agreed to stop whenever and wherever I spotted a galleria. Unbeknownst to either of us, I had a sixth sense for finding these jewels. A three-inch soft covered Entry-Exit book helped. So, my dutiful husband indulged me.
What should have taken us a few days to reach our destinations spread out to weeks and months because I found, to my delight, gallerias abounded on major highways and byways and I had oodles of storage space. The downside. I discovered, as much as I tried, I couldn’t stuff four bedrooms of clothing and shoes into a forty-foot container. Not to worry, I became a savvier shopper.
We have since downsized to a twenty-four foot motorhome.
My husband still indulges my shopping pangs but now greets me at the doorway with a quizzical gaze on his face and asks two questions, “How much did you save me today?” and “What are you throwing out?”