Just a short message to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Thank you for supporting me through this blog for the past year. May you and yours be blessed this holiday season.
Can you pick just six words to describe your life? Just a single sentence that could be your own personal tagline?
It might seem strange for a woman in her forties to write about marching band but … Well, I won’t lie. It IS kind of strange but I don’t care. This site is called “Eccentric Randomness” for a reason! The catalyst for this happened while I was driving home and it grew from there.
You may have noticed the lack of Stitch Fix posts after #5. I think in the nine previous shipments, I’ve kept two items – a pink top and a blue cardigan. I was so disappointed in the items I had received I couldn’t even write about them anymore. Lots of ill-fitting, wrong season, or PRINT items. I actually took a little break but then came back for #10…And I loved it!
I thought on Valentine’s Day it might be nice to share most of one of the romantic (not necessarily erotic) chapters from my novel. Just a little somethin’ somethin’ out of Compliments from a Stranger. I hope you enjoy this little excerpt and look forward to hearing your thoughts.
Oh you love haters! We’ve all been inundated with the “I hate Valentine’s Day” naysayers, haven’t we? Complaints about the commercial aspects, how it’s a “Hallmark” holiday (which, BTW, it’s NOT. Do a little research, would ya?) and, worst in my eyes, the “I’m single and this day SUCKS” people. This is a note to you…and to those who love Valentine’s Day. And to even those who are ambivalent about it. Basically, it’s a note to everyone. :)
I’ve had a secret dream since I was about 10, one that I honestly thought I’d never be able to live as an adult. But, this year, I will have the chance to cross off this “bucket list” item – PERFORM IN CARNEGIE HALL!!
This year my resolution is – NO resolutions! But, there will be a word of the year and there are GOALS. But, no resolutions.
Many people will say that the current generation of young people are in the “Me Generation”. That kids are only about themselves or that they feel entitled to luxuries as staples in their lives. That they’re ungrateful or uncaring. But, today, I want to tell you about a group of kids who make many adults I know look like chumps.