I've been focused on things other than this squarespace site. Both of my daughters got married last month. Two weeks apart. I can't use that excuse forever, but I think it's still valid right at the moment. Mom meant to do a lot of things, but. I've done what I could do. And I haven't done what I couldn't do.
What I could do in the weeks leading up to the weddings (We had about eight weeks before the second wedding and four weeks before the first wedding. I'm not turning this into a weak excuse, but. That's how it was.) was stay in control of my eating. (That last sentence was chopped by a parenthetical paragraph, but. Well, no buts about it. As I mom, I'm a parent. And because my son has kids, I'm a grandparent. (To take it a step further, one of my daughters has step kids.) I see no reason to not tack that on to the "hetical" grammar scenario. If you're not used to my style, I'm driving parenthetical here. (Actually, grand parenthetical.)) Apparently, I'm not the greatest grammar, but. That's okay. I'm around. In a squarespace.
If you've checked out my book (from a library or the take a look inside feature or an actual purchase), thank you. Very much. You may already know I like to play with words. And sometimes symbols. There's a certain rhythm to my writing. Sometimes it has reason. And sometimes it crashes. The crashes haven't been fatal, though. I'm still writing. And it's still working for me as I live with my sugar addiction.
Back to the control I alluded to earlier. I had a crash close to sugar on the way home from the second wedding. There are thousands of reasons or excuses I could think about, but. (Well, there's that but again.) This time, I'm thinking thous-ands. Like blaming someone else and something else. (I was going to use another but, and decided it didn't work.) I have come to the realization (not conclusion) that it was my choice.
That sounds a little harsh from some angles. But my try angle for this thought is mixed with compassion, I think. I chose to eat nuts and dates as I worked through an exhausted state. I didn't think I had a choice, but I did. I did it. And it's done. I am Aware. I Accept it. And now I'm Adapting.
That's a reference to "my" AAA for trip planning and emergency blowouts. Trip planning sounds a little hazardous in itself. I don't think I've thought of it that way before now. No matter. Well, yes, it matters. This is me. And this is how I right and write myself.
I could have stopped and taken a nap. I could have thrown out the dates instead of opening them. I could have written a blog post. But I didn't. I chose to do what I did and it's done. I can learn from this. And it's good. That's what I should. Focus on. (There's a brilliant thought for me to remember. In difficult situations, keep the focus on. Not off.)
If you look around in this square space, I have a link to my WordPress blog. (Since I'm using lots of parentheses in this post, I'll go for another. When I typed "link", I thought you might have thought, "I never sausage a thing!" A pun my word, it's there.)
Okay. that's enough for now. I'm writing this stream of consciousness to let folks know I know I still have a website to work on. I noticed a couple of folks have found my WordPress blog from this site and I thought I should look around my squarespace again.
Thank you for looking around it, too. Please come again!
This is not about political leanings. It's somewhat about the views on my Wordpress blog. Although I can't see who has looked at my posts, I can see the countries from which people have viewed my posts.
I find it fascinating to see the reach of the internet on my statistics map. United States, United Kingdom, Canada, Zimbabwe, South Africa, Greece, Australia, Ireland, Italy, Uganda, Guyana, Israel, Czech Republic. The reach stretches far--almost far enough to hug the planet. I didn't plan it that way, but there it is. The world view. Piece by piece. If your country isn't represented in this list, take a click over to impossiblejourneyblog.wordpress.com and light up the map! If you know someone in another country who might be interested, challenge them to click for their world piece. That's starting to sound a little political.
Moving on. I appreciate all the views. And re-views. And comments. I recognize that there's a bit of a hassle involved with commenting on the wordpress site. I've heard from people who wanted to comment, but gave up because they weren't interested in jumping through hoops. Even to comment on something I said. I get it. I've been there (or on other blog sites) and not done that. Or done that. Didn't comment. No comment. Even though I had one that might have cheered on the author of whatever I'd read.
So here's a new blog opportunity. And comment opportunity. Thanks to my youngest daughter's spiffing up of my website earlier this week, I've gotten some inspiration to put a little more perspiration into this space. I can come here and actually do something instead of having a near anxiety attack over not knowing how to change how the site looks or works. Hmmm. Sounds a bit like how I was before I accepted some help with my sugar addiction.
Suddenly, I'm feeling like this website is possible! Well, maybe not quite suddenly, but soon enough. Soon enough to be here right now. Writing my first blog post in this space. Enabling the comments free-style. Just keep it clean. And can the spam. Please.
Speaking of views. Re: views. I've been told that it's not very easy to post a review on Amazon.com. I haven't heard how the Barnesandnoble.com site treats commenters. I feel a little funny (peculiar, not amusing) asking people to post reviews where they purchased my book. Life is busy. It's a big deal for anyone to purchase my book. Thank you if you've done that.
I know, from personal experience, that it's not always easy to find time to read a book. And my book is long. But if you happen to find time to read it, and you have a little extra time, please consider posting a review. And as far as the length of the book goes, don't feel like you have to start from the beginning. Dive in anywhere and read for five minutes. You might find a laugh. Or a cry. Or a nudge in a positive direction. That's how I view my book.
I looked up the word grovel and decided I like the word obsequious better. It seems a little ob(tuse to) seek we us some reviews. Or at least comments!
Speaking of comments, it seems like the way to get to the comments section on this blog post is to click on the title. Best wishes!