 It’s funny how much the passing of time can change the perception of what you want. When I was in college, working my full time job and also helping Mama with her catering business, I couldn’t wait to finish school. I’d been encouraged to go to college for as long as I could remember. …
Quit the Quitting
I was the weirdo kid who, in elementary school, decided that it would be ultra cool to carry my toy typewriter in a briefcase to school. I was determined that I was going to be a writer even if it was with a make believe typewriter. I loved the School House Rock specials because they …
Listening
I just have a question....does anyone else's inner voice talk nonstop? Mine is always talking, thinking, or worrying. I don't think there is a quiet moment in my mind unless I'm asleep, and let's be honest, my dreams are wild so that's not exactly quiet sleep. I'm a day dreamer...bad. I remember when I was …
Precious Memories
When I was a kid, I thought I had everything all figured out. I was going to be a famous author and probably end up with my own TV show because I loved to talk so much. I was always the dreaded family member sticking a video camera in your face asking questions. Yes, a …
Good Directions
Yesterday, I told you about my, albeit short, life of crime. Thankfully, I was steered in the right direction pretty early in life. Going the (literal) right direction sometimes was difficult in my family. I remember one time we were headed to LaGrange to see my aunts and really got off the beaten path. To …
Lesson Learned
My childhood could have been a book all on its own. It wasn't a tragic story by any means, more like a comedy with a few sad stories. I don't know if many of you know but I probably should be retired by now. I began working at approximately the tender age of five. I …
Getting Back to Writing
Whew...it's been a rough few years with the pandemic! I haven't had much time to dedicate to my craft but I am committing today to change that. My mama told me just the other day that I needed to finish my book. I have no excuse, really, I don't. But you know what stops me …
Being Comfortable in Your Own Skin
I hear so many women self-deprecating, who are simply in a love-hate battle with themselves. I sometimes find myself in this battle. There are days when I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, pinching fat rolls and crying because I hate the sight of them. Or, staring into the mirror at the fine lines on …
Girls Night In
The boys went on one of their monthly camping trips with the Boy Scouts so I found myself with time to myself this weekend. My friends and I have been saying that we needed to plan a girls night, and I decided that it was time to plan it and quit talking about it. As …
Who Knew?
Ok, so I had this hair-brained idea to go all out and market my blog...even posted a hideous video of me chasing a dead (or semi-dead) mouse out of the house. But, guess what I learned today? I am not the wizard of laying out a blog so that it makes sense and you can easily …
Messpot Diaries 