Epic Fail

Epic Fail

I wish I could spin this to Andra Day’s “Cheers to the Fall” but I am unsure as to whether it will be as inspiring. 

I signed up for Writing 101 and Blogging 101 thinking it would be easy breezy Covergirl. Not!! I do plan on attacking each assignment but it looks like October before I’m done.  

You probably couldn’t give a rat’s behind as to why I haven’t gotten past the first two or three assignments but it’s confession time. 


Signed up for two committees on the newly redesigned PTSA at the teens school ( so many emails and meetings fly through the day) and did I say I work retail. The economy has consumers taking a hard look at their budgets and companies increasing the expected earnings for their brands. Can’t really blame my clients but with a 15% increase over last year if I don’t make it my favorite color will be PINK – pink slip! 

So it’s been challenging and I haven’t been able to concentrate and give my proper attention to my assignments but

I can’t pretend to be perfect

Or fit into some made up role

But I can make the hand I’m dealt work if

I decide to never fold

So right now I am a turtle moving slowly towards the finish line. 


Writing101:day7:hook ’em with a quote

Some years ago my book club members introduced me to the works of Jojo  Moyes. Something about her writing speaks to the hopeless romantic in me who yearns to have it all – in one piece! I’ve enjoyed many phenomenal writers works but this line is the one that serves as my signature on emails. 

“I was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.” Jojo Moyes.



These things happened to other people, never to me. You see I was the carefree one with more than a little bit of daredevil in me. 

I met him while picking my niece up at school. For a seven year old she seemed to be so popular. Everyone was so animated except for this one kid who was lagging behind the group. When she finally got to me she introduced them and I found out his name was Zane. Don’t know what it was but something about his puppy dog eyes were captivating, so familiar. 

Our paths crossed again while I was out for coffee with a friend. My friend was pointing out a new graffiti artist work to me and as I casually glanced to where she was pointing, I saw Zane. 

He looked sad, tired and lonely. I walked over to the spot where he was but as soon as he saw me he ran off. Later that night the news media ran a story about a kid who was missing, it was Zane. 

As I stare out of my apartment window the lights appear to come closer, I wrap myself with my cashmere throw and pray that Zane is safe, that he comes home soon. He is only seven you see and the city is so big. Zane is also my son whom I gave up at birth. 


My one word inspiration is Love!

Love is him completely

It’s them cause they’re my legacy

It’s the early morning walks to watch the world awake

It’s that phone call or text when a friend says “I was thinking of you”

It’s getting into a clean car that I washed and waxed before rushing to get my hands girlified 

It’s my sunroof open on a gorgeous day with the clouds beckoning me to come play

It’s listening to great music occasionally with extra bass

It’s a great day at work when I knock productivity out of the park and smile inwardly at the naysayers 

It’s a walk in the park and then it begins to rain, it’s getting a great deal on a much watched item

It’s the quiet moments of reflection, the laugh out loud moments, the moments when you realize you have matured intellectually

Love is being appreciative, being thankful, finding your happiness and living in the moment.  


Day one: who am I and why am I here: blogging101

This question is not as easy as it looks but I think I’ve had a lot of practice recently. 

I am a rebelle with a cause – me! I am always a work in progress and instead of going in circles I am finally making toddler steps.  I love discovering and wearing my quirks which define me as spectacular as my eclectic array of customized Converse.

In my quest to focus my slightly ADD mind or as I like to say, my ever loving creative spirit, I decided to start a blog. I want to be a better writer, expand on what I think are my limited storylines and perhaps fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming a published author.  

Lofty goals but I anticipate a fun filled journey. Here we go!!

In the words of Gary Allan “Life ain’t always beautiful. But it’s a beautiful ride”