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Happy Birthday Mom!

Today is my mom’s birthday, I won’t tell you how old she is, as I want to live just a wee bit longer. =)

But I will tell you that she’s the best mom ever. No, seriously. I’m sure your mom is wonderful too, but for me, my mom’s the best.

Supportive, funny and caring. When I started on this road to publication, she was right there behind me. She gives me a goose every now and then, to make sure I’m not slacking, but always always always reads whatever I give her, and always says its wonderful.

Even when sometimes it’s not.

But hey, that’s what moms are for right? =)

She’s the holding force in our family, the one that makes us come together for Christmas, birthdays etc….the one that still pulls my sister and I apart when we’re fighting (which is pretty much daily) and the one who I talk to every day on the phone. Yup, every single day.

I wouldn’t waste a single moment of my time with my mom. She’s special, she’s the best.

Happy Birthday Mom!!

love,

carrie

MIA Birthday

happy birthdayI’ve heard this happens a lot on blogs…people go missing for days, sometimes weeks at a time. well, it has happened to me! not that I’ve gone anywhere…it was mostly a combination of online classes, double shifts and celebrating my 48th birthday.

ugh.

This years birthday was decidedly unremarkable. I woke up early (which is highly suspicious for a Sunday!) and worked. And worked. And worked. I finished homework assignments, worked on websites, tossed laundry in the washer or dryer as was appropriate, answered the phone on occasion and generally had a boring day.

Quite fitting actually for a 48th.

I even turned down a brunch and a supper invitation to try to learn a new programming language.

Yes, I’ve finally reached adulthood. It only took 48 years.

I’m sure my mother despaired of me ever getting here, I know my older sister claimed it would never happen. (Actually she phrased it a bit differently, but I’m sure y’all know what I mean)

So what happens, now that I’m an adult. Umm…nothing. Really. No bells no whistles no wrapping paper. No songs (except for my son’s rendition of happy birthday, I’ve just barely gotten my hearing back a week later) no dancing no giggling. Just work.

Borrrrr-ing!

While I wouldn’t wish to be eighteen again, or even twenty-five, I sometimes do miss the irresponsibility, the lack of mortgage and the let’s-go-shopping-on-a-moment’s notice I seemed to have had in my thirties.

On the other hand, I’m one year closer to publication. I truly believe so. I’ve immersed myself for the past three months in learning the craft, and I’ve got two full plots hammered out. Today almost all of my online classes have finished, my bid is put in on the website requiring a new programming language and I feel…..free.

So this is what it feels like to be forty-eight.

Not bad.

=)

Day Off!

sweeeet!

I have a day off! woot! Not only that, two days off in a row!

So what am I doing with all of this spare time you ask?

Working. Me=idiot.

I should be out power shopping, weeding the garden (even though it’s still a foot under in snow), reading in bed. But nope, I’m getting caught up instead.

Trust me, I’ll feel as good after it’s all done as if I’d gone power shopping.

For some reason, my tiny brain seems to think I need to take online classes. And not even easy online classes like “how to name your horse” or “the care and feeding of possums”. oh nooooooo..I take hard classes like characters emotions – massive amounts of reading (but all worth it my darlings) and master plotting and copy editing and POV and….well you name it, I’m taking it.

Me=stupid.

So on my day off today, instead of buying the latest fashions at embarrassing prices, I am instead sitting in front of my computer, trying to drive into my brain me latest heroine’s motivation, why my hero has no visceral reaction when he’s told he’s a father, and I seriously don’t know what that copy editing chart is for, but I assume I’ll find out when I get my next email from class.

And why am I doing all of this?

To provide YOU, my favorite reader, with the best story possible.

Doesn’t that make you feel all warm inside?

It’s also true that I’m learning it so I can be a better writer, make more money and buy a new vacuum cleaner that actually sucks up all the fur my cats leave behind, but that’s just a side benefit.

Really, you’re first in my thoughts.

=)

carrie

Fun Quote Day

I’ve decided today should be fun quote day….why? because someone emailed me these fun quotes, and I just gotta share. I’m generous that way.

Enjoy! I did!

Inside every older person is a younger person — wondering what the hell happened.
~ Cora Harvey Armstrong ~

Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out. But I can usually shut her up with cookies.
~ Unknown~

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.
~ Helen Hayes (at 73)~

I refuse to think of them as chin hair. I think of them as stray eyebrows.
~ Janette Barber~

Old age ain’t no place for sissies.
~Bette Davis~

Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart.
~ Caryn Leschen ~

If you can’t be a good example ~ then you’ll just have to be a horrible warning.
~Catherine~

I’m not going to vacuum until Sears makes one you can ride on.
~Roseanne Barr~

Behind every successful man is a surprised woman
~Maryon Pearson~

Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission.
~Eleanor Roosevelt~

When life hands you lemons, ask for tequila and salt and call me over!!!

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