• Fitness,  Humor,  marriage,  Womanhood

    Swipe up.

    Swipe right. You’re good-looking. Swipe left.  You’re not good-looking. The terms swipe right and swipe left are terms from the dating app, Tinder. I am married. I have two daughters, two dogs, a cat, a beautiful home, and my iPhone stores my credit card number for me. I swipe up.  I swipe up on Instagram stories. I swipe up all the time. I swipe up when Scott’s asleep next to me. I swipe up in front of his face as he’s talking to me. School car line? Swipe up. Grocery store line? Swipe up! Sitting in the parking lot of the gym? Fling!  If you’re wondering, “Julie, what the hell are you talking about.”…

  • A to Z Challenge,  Humor

    The letter B.

    Me: I’m going to give you a letter and you tell me the first word that comes to mind. It needs to start with the letter. Scott: Ok. Me: The letter B. Scott: Bitch. Me: The first word you think of when I say the letter B is bitch? Scott: Guess so. Me: Give me another word – B. Scott: Bubble. Me: Bubble? Like gum? Scott: I was thinking like a bunch of bubbles. Me: Soap bubbles? Scott: I guess. Me: I wonder what a psychologist would say about your answers. Bitch and bubble. I thought about the letter B today. The first word that popped in my head was Burton –…

  • NaBloPoMo

    Hello, November 30.

    Well, I didn’t write a novel. That’s ok. It wasn’t my intention. I wrote for 30 straight days. It’s something I’ve never done before. I don’t know why I agreed to the challenge. 30 consecutive days of writing, or anything really, takes a lot of discipline. This discipline happens to fall in November. November is not a care-free month like sexy July over there. Thank you, Pilgrims. I finished Nano Poblano. I finished the damn thing. Whether it made me a better writer, I don’t know. I didn’t go into 30 days with a plan. I didn’t use pre-written posts in the draft folder. I wrote every post on that day, at that moment. I learned it’s…

  • Humor,  NaBloPoMo

    P.S. You are loved.

    We’re on day 11 of Nano Poblano if you’re keeping track. Nano Poblano – 30 straight days of blog post writing. There’s a Nano Poblano group on Facebook. It’s a place where we cheer each other on. We comment and give feedback on each other’s blogs. Every day there’s a thread for us to post our blog of the day. And every day one of the group’s administrators, Ra, Brad, or Bill, will say something that makes me smile. They are phenomenal writers but what they say is always simple. Day 6. How’s everyone doing? You’re amazing. Day 8. Post here! P.S. You are loved. Day 9. I’m so very glad you use your…

  • KState

    Something unfinished.

    I do not know her personally. Or maybe I do know her personally but in the same way many others know her personally. After reading a writer’s thoughts for a long period of time, it can feel personal. It’s more accurate to say we have never met face-to-face. Her name is Ra. She is an incredibly gifted writer, one of the greats I can’t compare myself to. No, really. If you spend a few minutes on her blog or read her book, she’ll easily pull you in. Her life story is a fascinating one but I’m only giving you a tiny part of it. A few years ago, her husband tried to get…

  • Uncategorized

    From, a nobody.

    Someone took something from me without my permission. I worked hard on it. I owned it. I feel violated. I feel small. I feel like running outside and screaming at the cruel and unfair world. The evils of the internet took my words and passed them off as their own. It’s called plagiarism. You see, I’m a nobody. I’m the face you see for one second in the stands at a baseball game on TV. I’m the person with the blinker on across the street at a light. I’m the back of the head in front of you at your kid’s school music show. That’s me. Nobody. I live in the middle of the…

  • Humor

    50 happy things.

    I don’t watch TV. I don’t have a reason why. I would rather spend my time doing other things – like cruising the Internet. Blogs are my TV shows. My entertainment. The beauty of reading a blog post is that you can respond and, most of the time, the blogger will respond back to you. It’s interactive. Meet Samara. I couldn’t tell you how I found her blog. I was flipping through the channels one day and I stopped. And well, I let you read about her. But to sum it up, I’m Kansas and boring. She’s New York and has better stories. I’m trying to think of two TV shows that can show our differences but…

  • Humor

    This is how I write.

    I want to grab your attention with this sentence. Then I start my post. As I write, I figure out what the point of the post is. It’s just rambling if there isn’t one. Sometimes I ramble. I hit enter on my keyboard a lot. Spaces in between sentences are easier to read. No one wants to read one long, boring paragraph. It’s hard for me to re-read. I assume it’s hard for you to read too because we’re all the same person. Long paragraphs are fine if they are written well – I’m not slamming other writers. I don’t think I write that well. I’m just good at spacing. See? This…

  • Parenting

    A Secret.

    I have secrets. I am going to tell you one. I debated skipping this week on Play-at-home Blogger Idol: tell a secret your readers don’t know about you. No word limit. Include pictures. Everyone wants to hear a good secret. Secrets can be small white-lies to completely world shattering news. The moment someone says they have a secret, the listener cannot deny to let them continue on. Secrets aren’t always bad either; sometimes they are good. Maybe there’s a mom out there that knows she’s pregnant. That’s a good secret. No, I’m not pregnant. I had a hard time coming up with a secret to write about. I nagged Scott to…

  • Parenting,  Writing

    First Post Ever.

    Well, I guess I am blogging. I’ve been thinking about blogging for awhile but never got around to it. It shows you my life. As if I can’t get enough of posting my life on Facebook. I have no idea what I’ll write about. We’ll let Emma and Kate decide that for now. Maybe I’ll try to add grown up things along the way. For now – I give you Kate’s first picture of her smiling. She smiled for the first time today!