BSOW: A Little Blue In My Corner


I am SOO excited to introduce you to today’s Best Scoop of the Week. In fact, I am SO excited, I gave her the WHOLE BOWL of ice cream. Yep. The whole bowl. I sure hope she likes neopolitan!!

I can tell you one thing I know she likes (actually I could tell you more than one) and that’s writing about Kimmy and David. When you stop by her place, make sure to take some vacation and dive into Kimmy’s world. You won’t regret it.

I can tell you she loves cupcakes. I mean she really really loves cupcakes. And shoes.

Did I mention she writes? Incredibly. In fact, I met her through a mutual writing group we participate in, Write on Edge (formerly called The Red Dress Club). She has this beautiful way of putting words together that make you feel and see and smell exactly what her characters do. She’s got great advice on the art of writing too, from her own struggles and experiences in doing it, and she writes it in such a way that it will just dazzle you. She makes it look SO easy!!!

And when she writes about her boys? Oh, I promise you, it will tug on your heart strings, make you smile. It will evict some emotion from you whether its bittersweet, sappy, funny, or sad. She will work her way right into your heart, just like she has mine.

And just when you really start to believe that she is an angel here on earth (Because she will make you feel 10 ft tall and bulletproof!), she’ll prove how humble she really is, how she has those days too,  and endear herself to you even more with a simple request: Remind Me.

She’s been published on Studio 30. She’s been syndicated by BlogHer. She’s one of the editors for Just.Be.Enough. She shares Proud Mommy Moments from around the web. She’ll make you feel like a rock star each time she comments on your page.She’s fun, she’s sassy, she’s a ray of sunshine that will brighten even the darkest day.

You know that one girl you knew in school that just everyone liked–the jocks, the jerks, the nerds, the brains, etc? Yeah, this is her.

I am so so so so excited (did I say so?) to introduce you to Kirsten, who writes in a little corner of the web she calls The Kir Corner.

I asked Kirsten if she were a crayon what color would she be, and she said:

If I were a crayon what color would I be….

Questions like this normally take me a long time to answer, because I just can’t decide. I love Yellow and Hot Pink.  I think that my heart if it were a color would be Yellow and my soul if it were a color would be HOT PINK. Yellow because it’s sunny and welcoming, warm and optimistic. Hot Pink for my soul because it’s girly and feminine but it SHOUTS, it “lives out loud” but it doesn’t push you away, instead it’s the kind of Pink that draws you in and offers you a comfortable chair and a Peach Bellini.

SO those colors live inside of me for sure, but I think when it comes down to it…If I were a crayon and a color I’d be one of the preschool crayons…big and round and easy to hold in your fingers…and I’d be a steel,  Carolina or Cerulean  BLUE

Those blues that remind you of summertime, wrap around porches, sprinkles on cupcakes and balloons against the sky. Blues that look so pretty next to yellow and Hot Pink and compliment rather than overshadow them. Blue is deep and thoughtful, blue is warm and inviting, blue is comforting. That is the way I see myself most a compliment to other people, as a warm thoughtful and comfortable place for others.

And I know you have already started to fall for her. It’s so very easy to do. You can stalk her on Twitter and Facebook too. Have you seen her Pinterest boards? Ah-may-zing!! You can get her via Feedburner and Google + too!!!

What are you waiting for? Take a break in The Kir Corner. You won’t regret it.

Have a wonderful weekend!!



PYHO: One of Those Days

I sit here, feeling the tears welling up in my eyes. They hover there on the tips of my eyelids, not quite spilling over. I’m supposed to be writing. I have a story idea in my head, can even see it playing out in my head. It’s ripe and ready for me to begin.

But I can’t. I’m overwhelmed with sorrow. A sorrow that makes me ache for pain so it would heal. Feeling pain is better than feeling nothing at all. My husband is gone overnight for another trip, the second in less than 24 hours. Even when he returned from his Sunday trip, he worked when he returned, not even coming in until the wee hours of Tuesday morning. Here it is the wee hours of Wednesday morning, and he is gone again, on another long distance trip that will keep him away from home overnight again.

He’s letting work take over his life again, not taking his meds like he should. Enlarged prostate, hypothyroidism, Prozac for depression, Vitamin D, and a few more. I hate when he gets like this. I know he’s working hard because he loves us and is trying to provide for us, but I got married because I wanted a partner. I did the single mom thing long enough.

I’m tired too. I overslept Tuesday (and he let me), wasting the entire morning sleeping. I felt better when I got up, except for the guilt. There were things I needed to do that didn’t get done, and we will feel the cost of that within the next week or so. Because we always do.

I want my husband home. I want to eat dinner as a family, all four of us, together. It’s been so long since we ate together. I want to curl up with him on the couch and watch a movie. I can’t even begin to tell you how long it’s been since we did that.

I miss him, so much. Can I please have my husband back?


Okay, so now he is back, and instead of giving me a break or helping me do anything around the house, he’s in bed.

And he didn’t even notice I dyed my hair.

*Sigh. It’s gonna be one of those days.