Here’s the thing. I need to admit something. I need to come clean. Breathe. I am HORRIBLE at self-promotion. There I said it. I don’t promote my posts…sponsored and not…on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, and even Google+. I just don’t. I…
Here’s the thing. I need to admit something. I need to come clean. Breathe. I am HORRIBLE at self-promotion. There I said it. I don’t promote my posts…sponsored and not…on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, and even Google+. I just don’t. I…
Did you know that I write somewhere else? Somewhere other than this blog I mean. That sounds like I am cheating on you, doesn’t it?! I’m not deserting you, my faithful readers…reader?! I just love to write! I started this…
To catch up on the first part of My Writing History click here. Now here’s Part 2 of My Writing History. I wrote very little in the early years of raising my children. I desperately wanted to write about my…
If you ask my family, what I do all day they would all say “play on the computer.” Grrr. Not true. I have to beg to differ. I do A LOT of things during the day. I work from home. I write…
Disclosure: I was invited to attend the DSMM Celebration. I paid my own conference fees and received gifts during the conference. All opinions, experiences, and thoughts are my own.
Disclosure: I was invited to attend the DSMM Celebration. I paid my own conference fees and received gifts during the conference. All opinions, experiences, and thoughts are my own.
Disclosure: I was invited to attend the DSMM Celebration. I paid my own conference fees and received gifts during the conference. All opinions, experiences, and thoughts are my own.
Turning 40 was just one of those milestones. I wasn’t even dreading the whole “turning 40” thing. It was just another birthday. A time to celebrate with family. But then I started getting all introspective. I started thinking differently about…
I do 100% of my work online. I’m either on a desktop, a laptop, or out-and-about on my smartphone. I’m writing blog posts or posting to Facebook/Twitter/Instagram or hosting a Twitter party. When I’m not online, I’m in the car…
The 4th grade picnic is kid driven. No input is needed from mom or dad. Unlike other picnics where the teachers decide the format or the parent sign up to bring items, at the 4th grade picnic the kids are…