Both of my books went free today for Memorial Day weekend on Amazon Kindle! Please repost! Much Love!
Both of my books went free today for Memorial Day weekend on Amazon Kindle! Please repost! Much Love!
It’s finally here! It’s out and about on Kindle! Get it now for $9.99! Liz is back with her follow up to “Should I Have Told You That?: A Memoir” with more stories of shenanigans filled with heart involving family and friends. There are more stories of crazy things that happened as a kid, a teenager and a confused, but head strong twenty-something. Even in her thirties you identify with her experiences as an adult through the pages of this book. No matter what situation you are in, or well Liz is in, anxiety is always around and that is what makes this book so hilarious and relatable.
It’s here… I’m halfway done editing my new book! Eeekkkkkk! I’m working away at the Bakery. I hope to have it Posted on Kindle by Monday! Back to work!
Mom’s day lunch lewk yesterday… overlook the bruises from the Emergency Room trips… you all know how it goes.
I feel so sad using that term “weekly”! This is unfortunately my “Migraine Season” so, my weeks are spent in and out of the Emergency Room. Surprisingly though, I get a lot of work done for my book when I am there because it is so quiet in the room, and I can block out all sounds with my ear pods in listening to chill music while I wait to see the physicians and nurses, and wait to get my meds. Of course, there is also the hours waiting to get a room. More surprisingly, they don’t give me weird looks when I have my MacBook out and they walk in while I am typing because they know that I cope by putting my mind’s focus on something else until I can get medicine. And let me tell you today I have a killer migraine, and would much rather be there now, but I do not want to leave my house!
I was lucky to get out yesterday for to celebrate Mother’s Day early with my mom and das, so that was nice, then I came home and indulged in my only reality TV drama “Southern Charm”. Other than that I have been working hard on my book. That’s why I have been so absent! I have three chapters to finish that I have started, but are not fully completed. I am getting some info from my best friend since she has a photographic memory to jog mine so that the stories are accurate.
Speaking of my next book, the last stories should be completed by hopefully Wednesday this week, then on to editing, and I *hope* to publish the book titled “Anxiety Too” sometime next week in time fore a free Kindle weekend for Memorial Day weekend. So, get your calendars marked!!! Later in the week I will post another excerpt from a story in the book to entice you all a bit.
I hope that everyone is doing well. I am getting a procedure done tomorrow for my migraines, so I will definitely be out of commission tomorrow, but if I can I will try to be a good girl and be back here on Tuesday 😉
I hope that everyone has a great Mom’s day!
I promised an excerpt from my next book that I am working on, so here it is! Spread the word!
“On a lot of days, I must confess that I find myself with all of my clothes and make up on, and justrealizing that I forgot to rinse the conditioner from my hair. On a good day, I bend over the tub and run my head under the faucet and rinse the conditioner out of my hair. On a “Fuck It All (a.k.a. FIA)” day, I just sigh, pull it halfway up, and keep going. What’s the point? I am already drained, and it’s only 9am. So, either way I crank up 80s music and hope to forget about my morning, and still hope not to run into anyone I know because I am not in the mood. That’s just how I roll. That’s all you can do somedays. Either way anxiety will be there because the fact that you would be stupid enough to forget something as simple as rinsing out conditioner from your hair is deprecating. Something that you have done on your own for over thirty-years… even when you were drunk after leaving bars before going to bed. Back then you could smoke at bars, and you came home smelling like the bar. My best friend Claire just Febreezed her bed the next morning. I went the extra mile by taking a shower and used Philosophy all-in-one body wash and shampoo in Cinnabon fragrance at 2:30am. Shout out to the Sephora online site in 2000, and the UPS truck that that delivered to my small mountain college town!”
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When I was twenty-seven I was in an elaborate wedding where the maid of honor decided to have a lingerie and bridal shower/brunch for the bridal party the morning of the wedding I was in… at 9am. Me, and two male friends were the ONLY single people attending the wedding. We were out until 3:30am. This takes place the next morning when I was still drunk, then hungover. Enjoy (and download my book Saturday or Sunday while it’s free.)
(Hair of the Dog… Mimosa #2)
‘”It was 9:15 am when I finally made it to Jo’s lingerie shower in a bland, eggshell colored room probably used for group events. I found a basic conference style room chair, metal with thin wool over a cushion, and pulled myself into the circle, gift bag in hand. Twenty sets of eyes, over the age of fifty-two were staring at me, the only single girl, that smelled of stale cigarettes from the night before, and vodka still coming out from her pores. ‘Who has a lingerie shower, the day of the wedding at nine am?’ is still my question eleven years later. As the group sent around boxes, and gift bags of silver, and white, I joined in on the ooo’s and ahh’s of basic bras, thongs, and the occasional teddy that women of that era found “racy”. Following my ill prepared arrival, we were migrating to another location for a “brunch” at a nearby spot with French finger foods, mimosas, and Jo’s gifts to her bridesmaids… cubic zirconia matching earrings and a necklace.
So, there I was, twenty-six-year old, painfully thin ninety-eight pounds, with platinum blonde hair walking around a cobblestoned gardened area with rod iron chairs that twisted and the back for form a heart shape to cradle the back of whoever sat on it, with shabby chic rod iron tables painted white. Holding a mimosa, and posing for official bridal photos, all I really longed to do was to be around people that seemed real, and my age… I seriously do not know how I was there, awake, and still exceptionally pleasant, other than that I was still young enough to be able to drink a lot and wake up without a headache. Don’t get me wrong, I was extremely tired, and sat as much as possible, in those rod iron chairs that seemed like the most uncomfortable chairs, only beating out metal foldout chairs usually found in rec rooms, or elementary school gyms reserved for PTA meetings.
After the reserved amount of time had passed, I shared a ride with someone, and then quickly darted back to my room where I left not only a bed, but a twenty-five-year-old man who would probably be curious of why I was not there, and I no note or text was left for him, just clothes trailing from the bathroom into the main room. I walked into the still dark hotel room, with the curtains still closed, but some rays of sunlight were peeking through two, one-inch slits showing enough light for me to see when I walked in. I heard sheets moving, and then I looked down and turned towards me was Jacob. I sat on the side of the bed, thankful for something soft to sit on, while he looked up at me trying to piece together the night before, and why I was sitting there now in a dress, with a look, and vibe of defeat, and it wasn’t even noon yet. His dark brown hair was ruffled, overnight scruff was shadowing his face, and his blue eyes were slowly widening. Wearing a white tee shirt, and rubbing his face, in a soft voice, a combination of confusion and worry, he asked me where I went. It was a sweet moment, that I still laugh about because it was one of the most genuine moments of my life. A point where your brain just says what it wants without all the planning of how to say something to be polite, just an honest reaction that you rarely get from anyone in life. Then in a hoarse voice he squinted at me since he did not have his contacts in his eyes, “Where have you been?”’
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