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Update On Posting Schedule.

So originally I set out to do a blog post a day in 2020. I did one every day for January, but moving forward I’m going to switch it up to three days a week and see what I think.

I may like it better, I may decide to add a day, who knows! We’ll see.

This is not one of the weekly posts, it’s just a quick update on that.

See ya!

Heather.

Vacation… Writing… Day 17…

I actually got some writing done today. We’ve been on vacation, so I feel like that’s a good excuse for not getting much done the last few days. As far as work goes, that is. I did plenty of other things. πŸ˜‚

I did keep up with blogging though. A post a day, just like I said I’d do. Day 17! πŸ‘

Next week will return to normal, so it’ll be the same grind. Work, work, work…. more work. But until then, I’mma enjoy it.

I told y’all in yesterday’s post that my big ol’ dog whipped her head back and caught me in the chin. I told y’all it hurt, too. Just so you know… still hurts. πŸ˜‚. I have a small bruise and my jaws are sore, all the way up into my ears. Lol. I told my husband, I was like, she basically assaulted me! πŸ˜‚ — (She better be glad she’s cute and doesn’t know the first thing about malicious intent… Otherwise, well… Oh, nevermind. We all know my threats are empty when it comes to the dog. πŸ˜‚)

Anyway, I think I’m going to call it a day now. Maybe climb in bed and watch the history channel. See you all tomorrow!

Heather. ❀️

When Your Mom Is Your Best Friend…

I’m aware of the immense amount of blessings I’ve been given, and so, so incredibly grateful for each & every one of them.

One of those blessings just so happens to be my Mom. I realize that not everyone has the kind of relationships with their parents that I have with mine. I am, more than I could ever say, blessed beyond reason in that department. And it’s one of the things I’ll always be eternally grateful for.

Not all mothers & daughters become friends, much less best friends. But God didn’t just give me a mom, He also gave me my closest friend. — Next to my husband, of course. πŸ˜‰

Growing up I don’t think I ever thought that would be the case. My mom was not my best friend when I was a child, and certainly not when I was a teen who thought I knew better than she did. (I didn’t by the way, know better than she did. Turned out she was wiser than 16 year old Heather ever knew.)

But over time she became more than a mom. She became a confidante, a shoulder to cry on, a sounding board, advice giver, trusted secret keeper, cheerleader, shopping pal, supporter, defender, late-night chit-chatter… she became a friend. A best friend. The kind most people don’t have many of.

We laugh, we joke, we gossip… sure, you’re not supposed to, but we all do it.. I’ll admit it. We call each other up & talk for hours. We make spur of the moment dinner plans, just because we can. We play board games, & half the time end up laughing until we’re crying because we crack each other up. We band together, against the rest of the world, if that’s what we have to do. We see each other all the time, but you’ll still find us next to each other at every holiday get-together, because… duh! If we’re having a bad day, we pick up the phone. We talk about it. Somebody’s getting on my nerves? My mama knows. She been knew! Drive her insane? I’ve got the details. I done been told! πŸ˜‰

You disrespect my Mama? It’s going to take all God’s got to keep me in line.

You want to know why that is? Because she’s not just any kind of mom, or any kind of friend. She’s the kind of mom that took all my crap over the years. Listened to all my angry rants, aimed at her, when I was mad & couldn’t see past myself. The kind that I’m sure I hurt, over & over again, & yet… to this day… she’s not holding a grudge for all the heartache I’m sure I caused her over the years. No, she’s on the phone with me for hours at a time, laughing, and joking, and talking. & I know that’s a Mom thing, too… but it’s also a friend thing. & I, blessed as I am, recognize that I have both of those all wrapped up in one.

Every time I’m at the grocery store, I call her up… How long do you steam carrots for? Is it raining there? What’s the difference in all the different colored onions? I put watermelon in my cart, you know I’m probably not going to eat it? Should I get it or just put it back? I hear a kid screaming. I change my mind. I don’t want kids anymore. What brand of olive oil? There’s like a hundred to choose from! Pre-cut peppers? Or should I just buy the peppers & cut them up myself? Frozen or fresh? Oh, frozen? Nah. I’m getting fresh.

I really wouldn’t trade it for anything.

I have a good mom. I have a great mom. I’m biased, but I’ll tell you right now, I’ve got one of the best. (One of the best dad’s, too!) I didn’t think that when I was younger. They wouldn’t let me do anything. — Oh, you want to go there? NO. Oh, you want to stay out later than curfew? NO. Oh, what’s that boy’s name? DON’T CARE! NO. Oh, a party? NO. Do I know their parents? NO? THEN NO. —- Haha… it’s funny now. But it wasn’t then. No, that was the bane of every teenagers existence, and I can tell you that this teenager didn’t appreciate it.

Oh, I appreciate it now, and I respect it.

But the tide has turned. I’ve grown up, and what a parent is to their adult children, well that’s a whole different ball game.

My Mama can’t tell me what to do anymore, (Well, she can, but I don’t have to listen.) but she doesn’t have to. I willingly seek her advice. I want it. Tell me what to do. Give me the answers. Allllll the answers. πŸ˜‰

I have more respect, and love, for my Mama than she will ever know. For the wonderful mom she’s been my entire life, all the sacrifices, the moments where she set herself to the side, for me. I have memories that I will cherish for as long as I live, & that means the world to me.

And the beautiful thing about having a mom who is also your best friend? The memories just keep on coming. It’s twice the love, twice the laughter, twice the joy. It’s extra special.

She had no idea when I was born, if this is how things would turn out. But she hoped & prayed for it. That I’d be her little girl as a child, and her best friend as an adult. — She got her wish, and I was given far more than I could ever have hoped for.

I am so thankful to God for what I’ve been given. All the blessings. On this night, however, here’s a shout out to my Mama. — Love you. Always. Friends forever! ❀️

Heather!

Area 51, Measles, & Board Games…

I’m supposed to be working right now. I’d rather talk to y’all though! πŸ˜€

What ya want to talk about? Area 51? How I got bit by like a hundred mosquitoes earlier & my husband said I look like I have the measles now? Maybe that I have not exercised yet, & I still need to? Music? Work? My obvious procrastination? Or maybe my less obvious obsession with board games? (Okay, that’s not exactly less obvious. Well, here it is. My husband would beg to differ!)

We’ll go in order!

  1. Area 51: Aliens? Maybe. I mean, I’ve seen Independence day… that was a documentary, yeah? Seems reasonable.
  2. Mosquitoes: Are those little buggers not the devils own spawn? I’d say so! I’ve got like 30 mosquito bites on just ONE leg! ONE! — Just outside, trying to talk to my Mama on the phone, and it was like attack of the swarming mosquitoes. Is that a horror film, yet? It should be. It’s a brilliant, and scarily accurate, depiction of reality.
  3. Exercise: I have not done so, yet. But I will. I’m going to work it in, just as soon as I finish up this blog post. In a moment of seriousness here, working out regularly & staying committed to it for the last year & half is one the best decisions I’ve ever made. — Hands down. No question.
  4. Music: Currently listening toΒ I’m Coming Over,Β by Chris Young. — Two thumbs up for some good ol’ country.
  5. Work: Got some work done today! — Added a new scene to novel 1, Forgiving Anna. Still have one more to add, as well as more edits. — Pray for me? Yeah. — This is not fun stuff!
  6. Procrastination: Does this really need explaining? I don’t think it does. Y’all know.
  7. Board Games: Oooo! This one is fun! I am 28 years old, but I don’t care how old you are, board games never go out of style. They are good, wholesome, family fun. And I, for one, can say with pride that my obsession means I have a closet full of board game fun waiting on my future children. — For now, my husband, as well as extended family & friends, will be the only ones subjected to the board game madness that is family fun night. Don’t like board games & you’re at my house? Pretend. — Don’t want to pretend? Get out. — Just kiddin, just kiddin! — You can stay. But you will miss out on fun & memories, and you’ll only have yourself to blame for it. πŸ˜‰

I believe that’s the end of our list. Check in with y’all later.
Love To All,
Heather. πŸ˜€

Fancy Gadgets & Cheeseburgers? Check!

Current status: Layin’ in bed watchin’ Spy Kids like I’m not a 28 year old adult. πŸ‘πŸ˜‰

This is my life. These are the things I do. πŸ˜‚

Also, I want some of these gadgets!! I mean, I wanted them as a kid, but I still want them! — Why have these things not been invented yet? Someone please get on that asap! πŸ˜ƒ

Let’s be real… I need one of those fancy gadgets that miraculously produce cheeseburgers & fries out of thin air. 😍. I’ll take all the other stuff too, but my heart is set on the magic food machine!

Also, to be clear, I’d make a terrible spy. I want all these spy tools for my own personal use. Just, ya know, for reference. πŸ˜‚

If you’re still reading at this point… You’re the real MVP & I appreciate ya! 😁

Just thought I’d share a little piece of my life with you guys… Even if it is an incredibly uninteresting tidbit! 🀣

Much love, Heather!

Documentaries, Shopping, & Trash Day!

Nobody asked, but I thought I’d pop on & share some random facts about myself! — You’re all very welcome! πŸ˜‚

Here goes…

1. I love documentaries! Not the preachy kind that are overly-annoying in their attempt to sway me one way or another… But the genuinely interesting kind that are educational & packed full of knowledge I’m unaware of. — I can watch them for hours on end & then I run around sharing all the things I’ve learned with my closest family & friends. Literally, I have engaged in nearly hour long text convos about things like super volcanoes, dirty rivers, & Australian wildlife. πŸ˜‚ I’m sure all my peeps are incredibly grateful! πŸ˜‚β€οΈ

2. I love a cool, overcast, drizzly, rainy day! Those are the best for opening up the blinds & laying around in pajamas all day. 🌧️❀️

3. I will eat the same foods over & over, day in & day out… With very little variety. — I’m picky, I get in weird kicks where I only want one thing all the time… *Shrugs* it’s just a thing I do. 😊

4. I grocery shop in an erratic pattern. πŸ˜‚. My mom & my husband get whiplash & shoot me dirty glares! — There’s no rhyme or reason to it… I just go all over the place, without a plan, the same isles repeatedly, accidentally missing others… Making quick abrupt turns that other people with me struggle to keep up with. πŸ˜‚. It’s so bad the lovely Publix employees are like, “Hey again!” As I speed down the same isle for the 3rd or 4th time! πŸ˜‚

5. The night before trash day I always send my husband a text before I go to bed reminding him to take the can to road in the morning! — That way he won’t forget & I won’t have to rush out the door all crazed & in a hurry, wearing God knows what kind of jammies that day, with ridiculous bed-head hair… Trying to beat the trash truck I can hear coming! All without being seen by said truck driver & my neighbors while looking so harried & frayed! πŸ˜‚ I don’t like that challenge, not one bit.

If you found you had nothing better to do & spent some time getting to know me a bit better just now… Well, I’m glad for it! — If you feel like it, drop me a random fact about yourself. If you don’t feel like it, that’s okay, too. I’m just glad you stopped by! 😁❀️

Heather!