Welcome to my home blog

It’s after 10:00 a.m. and I am still in my nightgown, in bed. That’s how I roll. I do have to get up eventually, since my “friend” (wink, wink — I have to be discreet here) is coming over to have lunch with me. It’s a bitterly cold but sunny day here in Central Illinois (a.k.a. The Center of the Universe) and my fourteen year old love of my life is home from school. A little wimpy of the school district to cancel school today (1 degree F. with a wind chill of minus 15) but it’s is nice he is here, albeit in his room with his door shut, since I only see him half the week now. He’s totally addicted to the internet, which is just another way in which he is like me in personality, and I worry about that in him, and in me. I have been letting life mostly pass me by lately while I surf the net for life’s answers. I am beginning to wonder if life would not be better served if I just did something? Anything? Bueller, Bueller? But not today, it’s just too damn cold!

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About tovebird

Once upon a time I was a police officer. Then I had to leave my job, and I was very sad. So I wrote a novel, since all ever really wanted was a) to write; b)to help people. I decided to ride the self-publishing wave, and published my romantic suspense thriller, The Naked Truth, on e-readers everywhere. Then I got kind of stuck in the writing department and eventually decided to blog my way out of being stuck. That's where you all come in, dear blog readers. Thanks for reading my posts. I really didn't expect that. Thought I was doing online journaling. The love of my life is my 14 year old son, who is smart and funny and wise beyond his years.
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