by Sarah | May 11, 2012 | All About Molly, Autism, Crap, Random, Special Needs
[flickr id=”7089103379″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]It’s never a good thing when in the middle of a class ‘event’ with many parents present – the teacher singles you out and pulls you aside before you can leave.
“Just for a moment.”
Last week the class had a field trip.
Field Trip = Change in Routine.
Change in Routine = Over-Stimulated Molly.
The teacher let us know that on the trip Molly had a bit of trouble. She never stopped. Once. Nearly running into the street at one point. If Teacher had to pull her attention away or let go of Molly’s hand for even a second, Molly used that to run off.
Eventually one of the parents caught on and became Molly’s ‘keeper’ for the rest of the field trip – but it was a bit of a hectic day.
So now it’s been decided that going forward Molly will need a ‘keeper’ on any field trips. It’s not something that’s likely to end up on the IEP, but it’s something the teachers will be aware of.
It is our decision to also make them aware that I will be her ‘keeper’.
So I will be the official Molly-Chaperone for all future field trips.
Even the ones I usually avoid.
Fun.
by Sarah | May 10, 2012 | All About Me, Get Fit - Or Kill Myself - Whatever Comes First
[flickr id=”5094799890″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]A couple of years ago I decided to try the C25k program.
Me? So not a runner.
Still, I did fairly well. I made it three weeks in – but since I had started in September the cold weather hit and gave me a marvelous excuse to quit.
Back during that time I didn’t have a smart phone, or an iPod or anything to download that handy app and listen to what I want. I found a couple of sites that created a download with the “run now” and “Walk now” instructions built into a set playlist.
I don’t remember any of the songs on the playlist save for one.
[amazon_link id=”B001AUEMFS” target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]Viva la Vida by Coldplay[/amazon_link].
I don’t know why this one sticks out, maybe because it met my pace perfectly, or because it was one song that I really liked.
Either way – any time I hear it now I remember running through the streets of my town. It is all I can think of – and I actually get the urge to go running.
I’ve recently started exercising again. Hubby bought an elliptical, I’ve been using Jillian DVD’s (I love to hate her)…and once in a while I go for a C25k run.
I want to get back into it, and I plan on it. Part of me wants to be a runner (the major part is a scared, screaming little girl that HATES running, HATES track and field, HATES sports…let me DANCE).
Once school is out. Where I can run at 7:30AM once hubs is off to work in the school parking lot across the street.
Unless I can run around the empty high school parking lot where it is flat, I am faced with running downhill first, uphill second. That about killed me first time I tried to do this LOL.
I have a feeling that when I start running again, I’ll be seeking out Coldplay on my Pandora and starting my daily run w/ it.
by Sarah | May 9, 2012 | Guest Authors, Guest Post, Writing
I cannot begin to tell you all how excited I am to have Rachel Firasek here today. I stumbled upon one of her books on Goodreads, and instantly became a fan. Then I ‘met’ her on twitter and I adore her even more. Please enjoy this post as much as I did and give her lots of comment-love.
Why I Almost Dressed My Hero In Panties
Hello, everyone! Before I get started, I wanted to say a big THANK YOU to Sarah for letting me come play on her blog today. I’ve met her through Twitter and Goodreads reviews, and she’s just plain good people! 🙂
So, while devising a plan for this blog, I wanted to write about something light and funny. Then, the title just came to me. I bet you saw that and thought, What the heck?
I did, too.
And, according the Sarah’s reply email when I pitched it to her, it is snortastic.
Here’s the story behind the title. I’ve been working on an Indie Pub project with several other published authors and we created this series about the Greek Fates. In my story, I’m sharing Chloe’s (Clotho) tale of love and heartache. Well, she falls for an undercover agent. Long story short, our hunky-hero Dane is hiding out with Chloe in a motel. Their clothes are wet and dirty. While they wait for them to dry, I have a wicked hot love scene that never completely gets fulfilled—at the time—and Dane’s left with all kinds of needs.
He decides to sleep off his body’s demands in the bathroom, but all of their clothes are wet and the driest thing in there is Chloe’s panties.
*Rubs evil hands together* I almost…for a fraction of a moment…took the path of having him shrug on these little wisps of lace and satin. Almost. But, I know that in order to make my hero really hero-worthy, I’d have to keep him all masculine and hard. *snickers*
So, I gave him a delicious alone scene instead to fill his time when he should have been sleeping or making love to Chloe. But, you’ll have to read the book when it comes out to see it. J
Why didn’t you go there?
I’m so glad you asked. I didn’t, because for some reason, even though I would think this the funniest thing ever, other readers aren’t so excited about a cross-dressing hero—even if it is innocent.
But, I’ll let you weigh in. Do you like to keep your heroes alpha? Hard? Hawt? Or, would you see the humor in this situation and continue to read without feeling like your hunk was emasculated?
I look forward to reading your comments.
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The Fates are said to control our destinies. From our first breath to our dying gasp, these creatures of legend weave the courses of our lives. Even the gods are subject to their decrees. Spinners of dark secrets, the Fates have been feared for the tragedies they weave. No man dared confront the Relentless Ones . . . until now.
Title: Creating Fate
(An Unspun Novella, #1)
Author: Rachel Firasek
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: Novella
Release Date: July 10, 2012
Book 2 coming July 24, 2012!
She gave away her heart…
Giving her heart to a mortal wasn’t something the First Fate planned. Losing him nearly shattered her soul. Upon his death, Clothos swore never to love—or weave life—again.Hoping she’ll change her mind before it’s too late, Zeus commands the spinner of life to take a much needed vacation from her immortal responsibilities.
He had to hide his…
Dane is close to cracking the drug ring he’s spent the last two years infiltrating, but needs to perform one last heist to meet the head man and prevent an impending war. An undercover agent, he’s now on the run from drug lords, thieves and with the very woman whose tears make him forget his purpose.
Together they’ll find a way back from the dark.
Chloe will have to put her trust in the man she believes may have killed her fiance, or face an eternity on Earth. Without the desire for life, hope could slip through the cracks of time if he doesn’t love away her sorrow.
ADD TO CREATING FATE TO YOUR GOODREADS TBR HERE!
About the Author:
Rachel Firasek grew up in the south and despite the gentle pace, she harassed life at full steam. Her curiosity about mythology, human nature, and the chemical imbalance we call love led her to writing. Her stories began with macabre war poems and shifted to enchanted fairytales, before she settled on a blending of the two.
Today you’ll find her tucked on a small parcel of land, surrounded by bleating sheep and barking dogs, with her husband and children. She entertains them all with her wacky sense of humor or animated reenactments of bad 80’s dance moves.
She’s intrigued by anything unexplained and seeks the answers to this crazy thing we call life. You can find her where the heart twists the soul and lights the shadows… or atwww.rachelfirasek.com .
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If you can’t wait for Creating Fate to be released (I hardly can) to read more humor and wit from Rachel, check out one of her other books. I adore her Phoenix series and you will too. Check out [amazon_link id=”B005L92H56″ target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]The Last Rising[/amazon_link], [amazon_link id=”B006D9SVD0″ target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]The Last Awakening[/amazon_link], and [amazon_link id=”B0076L73UQ” target=”_blank” container=”” container_class=”” ]The Last Beginning[/amazon_link]. They’re short, fun, quick reads that will have you terminally hooked on Rachel’s writing.
by Sarah | May 8, 2012 | All About Me, All of Us, Crap, Random, Special Needs, Writing, writing tips, WTF?
[flickr id=”6271416484″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]When I was young I used to love the Limbo. I was really good at it and always won.
As an adult, as a parent of special needs kids, as a human being – limbo has taken on a new meaning.
It’s the in-between.
The period of nothing.
No answers.
More questions.
Infinite waiting.
In my personal life. In my pursuit of a writing career.
Limbo now consumes my life.
Tests for the kids, my husband, myself. Infinite questions on our health, our futures.
Submissions of my work to strangers for judging. The ones that might hold the key to my writing future.
I hate limbo.
If I didn’t love writing so much I’d throw in the towel and end it just to give up another source of the interminable status of ‘waiting’.
I’m not about to do that. Writing is a part of me. It gives me release and happiness.
So I suppose somehow I have to turn this new definition of Limbo into something I can live with.
I just can’t see how to make it a party game.
Maybe a drinking game…
by Sarah | May 5, 2012 | Random
[flickr id=”5033124805″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]This mothering thing.
Some days I excel at it. I feel proud of myself, of my kids and their accomplishments, of the things I’ve done around the house to make it a home.
Those days are few and far between.
Most days I suck at this.
I’m not a clean freak, and with five people in a tiny house I really should be.
Sometimes my girls go a full week between baths.
Some days I make the girls play for several hours in their bedroom so that I have some semblance of quiet.
Most days me and ‘patience’ are total strangers.
But damn do I love them, and although some days that’s all I can give them…
Every time, it’s enough.
