New Series

Thanks to our local librarian (Julie), I have discovered a Nebraska author I love!  Her books are amazing mysteries, and I have nearly read my way through her entire Maggie O’Dell series. When I have more time, I’ll review one of her books for you.  In the meantime, you should check her out for yourself.  You won’t regret it.

New York Times & International Bestselling Author

 

Try the World

I’m always searching for cool things to try, so my first adventure (for Bela) was LootCrate.  My friend, Lisa, was telling me how cool it was, so we tried it.

I stumbled upon the Try the World boxes recently, and when I got the “buy the Japan box, get the Paris box free,” I figured it was as good a time as any to give Try the World a shot.  Our box of food came today!  It was heavier than I had anticipated, but I took it home joyfully.

Our lavender honey had leaked a bit in the Paris box, but the seal was intact.

Our lavender honey had leaked a bit in the Paris box, but the seal was intact.

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The Paris box had some neat items.

The Paris box had some neat items.

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Friendtender

Is there a “friendtender” in your life?  You probably have never heard the word.  I hadn’t either until it popped into my head at four this morning as I was preparing for work.  Even if you don’t know the word, you know what I’m talking about—a fake friend.  A pretender…someone who says s/he is a friend to you, but actions prove otherwise.  My daughter has at least one friendtender in her life.  Just watching events unfold makes me angry.

Friendtenders are, by nature, sneaky.  The real self only shows in certain circumstances—usually when they think they are unobserved.  They can be charming, upbeat and smiling…until something great happens to someone who is supposedly a friend.  That’s when the storm clouds take over.  I’ve watched it happen.  My daughter and one friendtender were just chatting happily one day when my daughter had something wonderful interrupt their chat.  The friendtender and I listened as a guy asked my daughter to a dance.  I took one look at the friendtender and saw the anger on her face.  That’s when it hit home that this friendtender was furious.  She was furious, and I was flabbergasted.

At any rate, friendtenders are like toxins.  Cut all ties as quickly as possible because the “friendship” is going nowhere.  If a “friend” has a mysterious mood swing (happy to indifferent or even nasty) every time something exciting happens in your life, that’s your first clue.  Put some distance between you and the “friend” immediately.  It only gets worse.

 

LootCrate!

I ordered my daughter a LootCrate (for the second time).  When I picked it up from the post office yesterday, I opened it to get a sneak peek.  (I’m bad, I know.)  Ysabela was thrilled to unpack it herself.

I had to open it.

I had to open it.

Sneak peek....

Sneak peek….

I saw the cats, but I didn't notice the skull until I snapped the pic.

I saw the cats, but I didn’t notice the skull until I snapped the pic.

Since Bela already has one of these USB drives, she let me keep this one.

Since Bela already has one of these USB drives, she let me keep this one.

Bela said this is the coolest item she received this time.

Bela said this is the coolest item she received this time.

The cats and dogs went crazy for the Hexbug.

The cats and dogs went crazy for the Hexbug.

Bela had to explain this to me.

Bela had to explain this to me.

The door hanger made her laugh.

The door hanger made her laugh.

 

A Widow’s Confession

Even though my dear soul mate has been gone for almost six months, I feel like it has only been days.  I guess I’m still in shock.  I haven’t discussed it with any other ladies I know who have suffered the same loss, but I imagine it’s much the same for them.  I just keep going, fighting through every day.

My community was very supportive and generous.  Bela and I got quite a bit of mail following the tragedy.  It shames me to say, however, that I have not been able to even read all of the sympathy cards we received.  Don’t get me wrong—I know who sent one, and all the love has been appreciated, but as far as sitting and reading each line…well, I still can’t.  I don’t know when I’ll be able to or even if I will be able to.  I have them saved here at home, though.  Maybe some day….

Picture Day

Today was picture day at school.  I, however, chose not to participate.  (In my defense, when the call came for teachers needing a picture made, I had a class.)  Instead of donning a skirt and a fancy shirt, I wore my capri pants with a shirt paying tribute to Edgar Allan Poe.  I bought the shirt at Warped Tour when I met MC Lars.  He’s a clever rapper who rhymes about Poe.  He also happens to be a really nice guy.  If you’ll remember, he gave me a free CD.

I was rocking my Poe shirt today.

I was rocking my Poe shirt today.

I had a lot of questions about my shirt today.  The kids want to hear the CD about Poe, so I’m bringing it to class long enough to play my favorite track—number seven.