hello world… I’m still here…

For those of you who haven’t read my post about my writer blog, or who are new to my blog, I do most of my blogging on now. Once NaNoWriMo is over with I’ll try to post on this blog at least once a month but with preparations for NaNo in October and then NaNo in November I’ll be really busy. :D

Thank you for reading…

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Posted by on October 1, 2015 in around here, NaNoWriMo, writing


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Recovering from major surgery


My post after major surgery on my other blog…

Originally posted on thelissachronicles:

I feel like I’m broken, and an invalid, and yet my mind doesn’t connect what my body feels. In my mind i am fine, perfectly healthy, and ready to do what I need to do, want to do, should be doing, am normally doing. BUT my body is not quite ready for my normal routine. Not that my normal routine is major, but it’s definitely too much for someone who just had major surgery less than a week ago.

“Baby, what are you doing?” my husband asks as I lean down to pick up the dirty clothes off the floor.

I look up at him with what I know is a confused expression on my face and see the reprimand in his face as I look back down at the pile of dirty clothes. I am not supposed to be picking things up like that, nor am I supposed to…

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Posted by on February 22, 2015 in Uncategorized


Recovering from major surgery

I feel like I’m broken, and an invalid, and yet my mind doesn’t connect what my body feels. In my mind i am fine, perfectly healthy, and ready to do what I need to do, want to do, should be doing, am normally doing. BUT my body is not quite ready for my normal routine. Not that my normal routine is major, but it’s definitely too much for someone who just had major surgery less than a week ago.

“Baby, what are you doing?” my husband asks as I lean down to pick up the dirty clothes off the floor.

I look up at him with what I know is a confused expression on my face and see the reprimand in his face as I look back down at the pile of dirty clothes. I am not supposed to be picking things up like that, nor am I supposed to wash dishes, sweep, mop, drive, lift anything more than a gallon of milk or a bag of sugar. According to my husband, I am not to lift a finger to do any type of housework what-so-ever at all. But right now he is in his (big) truck letting it warm up and I am sipping coffee and writing this. I made coffee this morning, but that’s only because he was snoozing, trying to get that extra ten minutes of sleep before having to get up–when he woke up and realized I’d made coffee he “fussed” at me.

I feel like an invalid. It’s nice to be waited on, to a point, but after that point it becomes frustrating. Not only is my husband still working and can’t be expected to do everything, and my son can help some, but I should be able to do for myself–simple things at least, yet I KNOW that there are some things I cannot do, should not do so that I can heal properly, but damn I should be able to make a pot of coffee, or throw a few clothes in the washer but then that means putting them in the dryer and then taking them out of the dryer. I get it. I do.

I’ll be so glad when I am healed enough to take care of myself-myself. When I can do dishes–I know, I can’t believe I said that, who the hell wants to do dishes? But it’s better when you have the option, at least. If I ‘m not doing dishes because I don’t want to or don’t feel like it’s different than when you cannot, aren’t supposed to, or aren’t allowed. Thank goodness for my wonderful husband and family.

I never thought I’d miss doing housework, but damn if I don’t.


Posted by on February 16, 2015 in life


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It’s been a while I know

Not that the blogosphere cares one way or the other if I, one little minuscule person in the grander scheme of things, posts on my blog or not, but I’ve been so busy writing, posting on my writer blog that I’d forgotten about my personal blog until I saw a comment that I needed to approve show up in my email. Whoa! Damn, has it been that long since I posted on my other blog?…I asked myself, and the answer was–I couldn’t remember the last time I posted anything to this one, which made me feel guilty as hell.

I’ve often wondered if I ought to combine the two blogs into one blog with different pages: one page for the personal stuff and one page for the writing stuff… Hmmm. something to think about in the new year. Maybe when I finally decide to purchase my own site I’ll do that. Then I’ll have to come up with a whole new name, one that encompasses both.

So what has been going on? It’s a whole new year first of all. Can you believe it’s already 2015? I can’t. The time just passes by way to quickly–What happened to the time? seems to be a reoccurring theme in my life since I hit 30+, and now that I’m 40+ it’s worse.

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Mr. Rockstar has been busy with his new job. And I’ve been going out with him most of the time when he has to go out Over the Road. We’ve been to places like West Virginia, Ohio, Maryland, Virginia, Georgia, North Carolina, Kentucky, Alabama…I have such a good time when I go out OTR with him, and I usually get a lot of writing done.

Speaking of writing, I’ve been writing. And I won NaNoWriMo back in November.

I’ve been working on lots of DIY projects around our house.

I’ve also been vlogging (if you check out my other blog you’ll see some of the videos there.), which is completely new to me. I started vlogging for NaNoWriMo and have stuck with it thus far. It’s been great. I’ve met so many writer friends. :D

The Little Man and Mr. Rockstar in the Big Truck...

The Little Man and Mr. Rockstar in the Big Truck…

My grandson turns 2 1/2 on the 15th of this month…He is so absolutely adorable. I love that kid more and more… so much it makes my heart feel like it’s going to burst in my chest, and I’m just so proud of my daughter–she is one hell of a mom. And she’s doing well in college, and now has a part-time job. not to mention the fact that she’s a great daughter and person. I am one proud Mom!

As a Mom it’s such a joy when your children grow up and become more than just your child but your friend as well. And my daughter is one of my best friends and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Just like with my husband, Mr. Rockstar, he is truly one of my best friends–he would tell you the same about me. I think that’s one of the reasons we have such a wonderful, happy marriage.

I’ve also been busy because my cousin L who was in my wedding is getting married and I’m going to be her matron of honor. I already have my dress. I love the color scheme she chose. Dark blue (midnight blue) and silver (mercury).

Matron of Honor Dress...

Matron of Honor Dress…

My hair is cut now, so it’ looks different, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to wear it up for her wedding, but I absolutely love my dress. We got to choose our dress. It had to be one of two materials, basically, and they all have to be same color, but the choice of dress was up to us. I chose this one, and since I’m the oldest person in the wedding I thought it suited me best–didn’t want to get something that was too young looking or too old looking…

Now it’s time for me to start working on her bachelorette party stuff, and her bridal shower stuff. What to do, what to do? Hmmm. 24 hours of girl stuff… Hmmm! Mani and Pedi, hair, drinks, that kind of thing–at least for the two of us. I’m going to treat her to a “girls day,” but for all of us girls what??? My mind is making internal lists as I type. A stripper just isn’t her thing I don’t think, so I’ve got to come up with something else fun.

And on that note, since I now have a mental image of Mark Wahlberg and Channing Tatum in my mind I’m going to go. Hope everyone had a great New Years Eve and Happy New Year!

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Posted by on January 1, 2015 in around here, life


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A Letter to my Aunt

A Letter to my Aunt

Originally posted on Burgess Taylor:

Dear Aunt A___,

This morning I heard about your passing last night. After being so independent your whole life, struggling with an illness that made you dependent on others had to have been of the hardest things to accept. In my mind’s eye, I always see you as independent, strong, caring, giving, smart, generous, and kind. You were hell on wheels and a force to be reckoned with, but at the same time you were the sweetest, kindest, most caring person.

Dad respected and loved you. Whenever he  talked about you, there was always this light in his eyes, and I could tell that he was remembering times spent with you when he was growing up–happy times, good times. Those times when you, and/or Uncle L___ taught him how to fish, to hunt, when you were plowing the fields or when you showed him how or helped him. Those times…

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Posted by on November 20, 2014 in Uncategorized


On Writing

Bad Lissa! I’ve been so busy with my writing blog and writing that I’ve completely neglected this blog. I really should do better, but I’m not promising anything. I don’t like to make promises I can’t keep so I’ll just say I’ll try to do better.

IMG_2679It’s time for a cup of coffee and some conversation. Let’s sit down and chat.

Last time I posted I believe Mr. Rockstar had gone out on the road, I was going with him sometimes but not all the time. He’s no longer with that company so he’s home almost every night. Every now and then he goes over the road (OTR) but it’s usually just for a night or two and when he does go I almost always go with him. I enjoy those times together.

My book? Well, it’s going well. It’s going to be a series. I’m not sure how many, it seems that trilogies are the thing, but I’m pretty sure that there are at least 4 books so I guess we’ll just see. I am enjoying the process. I bought a (used) iBook G4 because my HP laptop is shot. It gets so hot that I’m sure it’s eventually going to spontaneously combust. I’ll never buy another HP laptop. I love my HP desktop, but not their laptops. I’m still learning how to use the Mac operating system, but once we can afford it I would love to have an iMac.

Since we’re on the topic of my computer my mind naturally shifts to writing spaces, work spaces… Where do you write? Is it inspiring? Since I no longer have my own writing room, my son is back so I had to give up my writing room. Bummer, I know. But family comes first. So this is what we did so that I wasn’t stuck in a corner somewhere writing. I had the option of taking over the dining room again, but I didn’t really want to do that.

I’d love to see pictures and hear about where you work, write, etc… I’ve got a thing about writing spaces. Send me a link if you like…I’d love to see your writing space.

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Posted by on September 23, 2014 in around here, writing


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I wrote a poem on my other blog, my writer blog, and I’m going to share it on this blog.

Originally posted on Burgess Taylor:

I walked in circles tonight–

From room to room,

Searching aimlessly

For what I am not sure.

A sound, any sound–

Familiar sounds of home,

Of you, of our children,

Our grandchild–

The touches of humanity

That reside in our home

Are gone when you are gone.

The heater ruffles the calm

Silence of the night, disturbing

My solitude, leaving me looking

From my desk, my writing–

I walk from room to room

To occupy my thoughts.


Morning has come, coffee

In hand, perched at my desk

While laundry spins in the washer,

And scenes spin in my head–

My coffee tastes better, the silence

Is calming, my character is alive and well–

You’ll be home this afternoon, I smile,

My solitude is now refreshing

As I wait for you to call. Have I

Become one of those people?

Those people who hate being alone?

No, I hiss. I’m…

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Posted by on February 8, 2014 in love, Poetry, Uncategorized, writing


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