Greetings from the sick house



Hey y’all. First of all, I miss you. Second of all, everyone in my house is really sick, including me.

I had no idea how hard it would be to write a blog while sick. Today is the first day I’ve even attempted it. I hate that. I’ve made a commitment to you and to me to write everyday, except the weekends. But, let me tell ya, being sick zaps the creativity and motivation right out of you. Just trying to survive is #1 when you’re sick and everything else goes out the window. If you don’t believe me, you should see my house. Seriously, it looks like it’s been picked up, turned upside down, shook 3 times, then set back down.

On second thought, do not come to my house. I promise I will not answer the door. Trust me, it’s for your own good.

I’m not a good sick person. I’m short-tempered. But the worst thing is that when I’m sick, I cry… a lot. And that makes everything worse. Things swell up, it’s harder to breathe which makes it harder to sleep and I hate to cry.

I mean, look, I realize nobody likes to be sick. It’s not fun for anybody. For me, though, my life literally stops and all focus is on being sick. Sick sick sick.

Am I making you feel sick yet? YEP.

Now you understand why I haven’t written. I’m about to be done, just stick with me for a minute more. I do have some cool stuff to write about this week. As soon as I am able, I will get started. Who knows, I may even retract my statement from last week and write about the RHOA. I will also continue my blog series, “Letters from Russia”. Peeps, pay attention to this situation in the meantime. And who knows what else I’ll think of to write about. The good news is that I never run out of ideas. Writing prompts? No thanks. My brain is so full of useless and not-so-useless information and stories.

But, for now, I am sick. I hope you all had a super, fantastic weekend. I’m assuming it’s warming up in other parts of the country.

Talk to you soon! xoxo


Are you inside out or outside in?


It starts during our school days. We begin to notice that the best looking kids are the popular ones. Whether we want to admit it or not, if we are not part of that group, we want to be. During these years, the first criteria of whether we “like” a guy or girl is if we, and our friends think he/she is “hot”. When I was in school, the hot guys were called, “studs”. “He is SUCH a stud!”, we would say. ‘

It’s really no wonder then, that as we go through our 20’s, we are looking for the same type of guy. Part of this way of thinking cannot be helped. The first rule of attraction is almost always physical. Because of this, we spend an enormous time trying to look good. Hair, make up, clothes, shoes, going to the gym, etc. etc.etc.

Is it any wonder then, that so many 20 somethings are divorced after only a few years of marriage? Amazingly, both men and women confuse attraction with love. That attraction stays strong for about 18 months. After that time, is slowly dissipates and we “fall out of love” with our spouses. Coincidence? Not likely. The truth is, we probably never were in love with them in the first place. How many times has that hot guy/girl turned in to a hot mess?

Now, imagine if we spent as much time and dedication on our inside (emotional health) as we do on our outside (physical health). Science has proven that the mind and body are directly related. A happy, well-rounded mind leads to a happy and healthy body. We learn that, as cliché’ as it sounds, what is on the inside is far more attractive and important than what is on the outside. The sooner we open our minds to this fact, the quicker we will find a healthy, lasting love.

It is no wonder then, that marriages in our 30’s+ are far most lasting than earlier marriages? Now, I am not saying we should ignore the physical, what I am saying is we should properly prioritize it. Think of it this way, how many “hot” 90 year olds do you know? Um, none.

With this information, it is easy to see why we should all be an inside out person (meaning we count was is on the inside of someone as more important than what is on the outside). Conversely, we can see why being an outside in person (reverse the last sentence) is far more likely to end in heartache.

Now, here’s the hard part. It is really difficult to change the way we think without help. This is because there is a reason we migrate towards certain kinds of people that we are unaware of. This is where counseling comes in. Seeking counseling is not of weakness. In fact, it is quite the opposite. It takes great strength to admit to ourselves that there is always room for growth.

Give it a try. You will be glad you did.

Talk to you guys again soon! xoxo

Short, Sweet, Serious. Sincere.



No, it’s not “S” day…although writing a blog with only words that start with the letter “S” is an interesting challenge. Another blog, another day. It’s also not about me, all though I am all four of those words. Again, another blog, another day..

This blog is about you. Yes, YOU. I’m still an infant blogger (only 2 weeks old) and I have honestly been blown away by your interest in what I have to say! I want to thank you so much for that. You have been so encouraging and supportive. And frankly, I did not expect it. There are a ba-zillion talented bloggers out there and before a started, I questioned whether their was room for any more. I needn’t have worried as the blogging world has welcomed me with open arms.

In the coming weeks, watch out for stories such as, “The Blood Curdling Scream From My Back Yard”, “Regurgitated Grits”, and “I should come with the warning, “I trip over flat surfaces”, just to name a few.

I would be honored if you would share my blog with the people you think would enjoy it. You truly inspire me to do more, to be more. And for that, I am truly grateful! Without you, I’m simply writing an online diary, party of one.

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! Short, Sweet, Serious. Sincere.

Now, get out there and enjoy your weekend!

Cruising: How one decision changed my life forever.


all three ships

We go through life making decisions on a daily basis, “what should I wear to work?’, “what should I have for lunch”. We make endless decisions without really giving them too much thought.

The bigger the decision, however, the more thought we (should) give to it. We never know when that one decision could change the course of our lives forever.

I credit my dad and stepmom for my love of cruising. They took me on a cruise in the late 80’s on The SS Oceanic (a ship that belonged to the now defunct Premier Cruise Lines) and I was hooked. I was, and still am, inexplicably drawn to the ocean.

When I got home from that cruise, I volunteered and basically bugged a cruise travel agent until they finally hired me. The pay sucked but the benefits were GREAT. I don’t mean medical and dental. As I recall, those benefits sucked too. The benefit of travel was awesome. I got to cruise on numerous ships for free and all that was required of me was that I write a report about the ship’s service, ports of call, food, etc!

I found that I was still partial to Premier Cruise Lines. They were then a Disney affiliate before Disney got wise and acquired their own cruise line. I sent many of my clients on PCL ships. They always loved it. One family, in particular, decided to inquire about working onboard the ships. That client gave me a name and number to call, knowing I secretly wanted to do the same.

The timing was not right for me. I had family issues that had to be #1 in my life. So I passed the name and number along to my cousin/BFF and her roommate in California. They both got hired and joined the crew immediately. Four months later, I did the same. I had no idea what I was doing but I knew that I loved it. I decided I would do it for a year and then move on. One year blurred into three years. It was the hardest job I have ever had. But we worked hard and played harder. This trio of ships was my home and their crew were my family.

During my time there, I met and fell in love with my now ex-husband (don’t feel bad for me, trust me, it was for the best).We had an amazing son who is now 18 years old and is the center of my universe. My cousin/BFF also met someone and married. They have a beautiful 9-year-old daughter now. This happened with many, many other people. Many of whom had children and over 20 years later they are still together. How do I know? Because, as I said earlier, we are family. Facebook doesn’t hurt either.

Fast forward 20 years later to 2010 and through the magic of FB, my friends and I arranged a crew reunion which grew from 6 people to over 50! Considering a large majority of crew are not from the US, that was a pretty amazing turnout! One of my friends from back in the day was a diver onboard. We knew each other but not well. I remembered he was a great guy back then. That had not changed.

We talked and laughed and talked and laughed some more. From that point, we carried on a long distance relationship for the next 3 years. We finally married in April of this year. He is the man of my dreams and he adores me. My son loves him too. They are so alike that sometimes it’s really freaky. My husband loves my son as his own and my son finally has the father he has always deserved.

My wedding party consisted of my “forever friends”, the family that became mine twenty years ago on ships. We are all still the very best of friends. And I mean, any of us would give a kidney to the other in a heartbeat, friends. They live all over the world and I cannot imagine my life without them in it. We had such a fun time at my wedding. We all tried on wedding dresses together (see photo below). These beautiful ladies that I have known and loved my entire life were together once again.

That one decision. That one fantastic, thank God I made it, decision changed my life forever. Without it, I would not have my forever friends, I would not have my amazing son and I would not have the most wonderful husband in the world.

We now cruise for fun and reminisce about the good ole days. My son has developed a love of cruising. I wonder, when the time comes, if he will make the same life changing decision I did.

Life is a journey, not a destination. If you find yourself in the position of going on an adventure, GO FOR IT!