Music Tells My Stories

Good morning, my Lovelies and happy freaking Friday! I'm away at my writing retreat and have just sat down at the computer with my first cup of coffee for the day. It's definitely time to get my creative juices flowing. You see, when I got here yesterday I couldn't seem to settle. My brain simply wouldn't cooperate. So I spent time doing some editing instead of actually writing and even watched a movie for a change. Hopefully, I'm back on track and ready to get with the program this morning.  My question to you today is this: Am I the only one who has unrealistic but highly romantic and overtly sexual scenarios to play out in their head? Is that something that comes more naturally to me as I'm a creative person? Here's an example: I'm in a crowded room at some gathering or another and my anxiety is at peak levels. I'm standing next to a bar, a fruity concoction in my hand and my eyes constantly dart around the room, searching for something to focus o

Good morning, my Lovelies! It's Sunday and I'm in a mood. Hopefully, you are well and so is your mental health. Mood? Yes. A mood. Multiple moods. I'm all over the place this morning. I haven't felt well for a couple of days (negative COVID test, so not part of my issues). I'm frustrated, disappointed, and resigned to know some of the things I deal with on a daily basis will continue to frustrate and disappoint me. I'm frustrated that I haven't been able to write. I'm uninspired. I'm blocked. I'm floundering. I had plans for this weekend that had to be postponed. Unfortunately for me, I really needed those plans to come to fruition. And there are multiple other things that have brought me nothing but disappointment and heartache. I'm unhappy. Oh, we make our own happiness, right? Yeah, well, the people that we choose to have in our lives are supposed to contribute to that happiness in some manner. When that doesn't happen, it's hard t

Good afternoon, my Lovelies.  I hadn't intended to write a blog today, but what started out as a beautiful day for me has quickly deteriorated. And yes, I know I've used this blog title before, but on the days when the memories hit hard, this song comforts me. I'm sure you're all asking what changed and dimmed the brightness of my day. Well, I found out a couple of hours ago that a friend and former classmate of mine passed away this morning. And though I've not spoken to him in years, it breaks my heart, all the same. You see, his sister was one of my best friends growing up.  She was actually one of my attendants at the wedding of my first marriage. Bless her heart! She was so cute waddling down the aisle at seven-ish (I think) months pregnant. But, I digress. Her brother was possibly one of the kindest people I've ever known - in fact, their whole family just has an aura of kindness around them. I'll never forget the gentle teasing he always gave us, nor

Good afternoon, my Lovelies! It is a cold but beautiful Wednesday here on the peninsula and I'm doing something that I do not do very often; I'm taking a day for myself. That's right. I took the day off work and am spending the day being a bit lazy. I've napped, I've read, and I'm seriously considering another nap. (Just kidding, but it's nice to know it's an option.) Anyway, I hope all is well in your corner of the world and that life is treating you well. This morning I made an Instagram post and I talked about my love/hate relationship with Valentine's Day. First, let me tell you that I truly have no problem with the day or the sentiment behind it. No, my problem with it comes from a personal situation. When my husband and I first got together he was very aware of little things like Valentine's Day - cards, small gifts, dinner out, etc. He never went overboard, but there was always something. It was the same for our personal anniversaries - th