what? where? how? why?

What is going on?

Where the hell have I been?

How did I lose so much time?

Why haven't I posted in almost a month?

Yes these very questions I have been asking myself and I truly have no answers at least none I would post here......

Senility is an ugly thing..........Forgetfulness just as bad.............

Yes I will freely admit I have been a slacker...........hiding out in LaLa Land.........twitching my fingers instead of using them to write...................(insert) deep sigh...........

Okay enough of the BS.....life has been a bit hectic but is finally slowing down and  I totally plan on taking care of all the things I promised to take care of.............#1 this blog...............So today I am posting a fun song tomorrow who knows maybe a blog story...............

Enjoy my friends.................

It's a Sign

So I have been working on several stories this summer...

The first one I have been playing around with for years, the second is the sequel to my Love is Always Right story and the third is for a submission call. So I'm working my not so little tushy off on the third story but something just doesn't feel right. For some reason I keep thinking back to my story, the one I've been working on and off of for years. 

But I ignore it and put my nose to the grind stone, because I am determined to finish the submission story come hell or high water and then yesterday the unthinkable happens.

I hit the backspace button to erase a line I didn't like and the whole document just disappears!!! :o 

OMG......in my panic I push the (don't save the changes) question and I lost the entire thing......Of course I haven't saved it anywhere else, because I'm stupid that way.................or am I?

While I stare at the laptop as if I can will the story to magically appear I start thinking about the story I'll never finish and like the proverbial light bulb my mind races with the possibilities that everything really does happen for a reason....

So I put my big girl panties (figuratively not literally) cuz ewwww......

I realize that Karma and Destiny are in my corner and literally screaming at me to finish that particular story........Oh and to never forget to save it to several places.......

Lesson 101 of writing!!

So here's to finishing this story and my sequel and may I never be so absent-minded again.......

Hey a girl can dream cant she??? We shall certainly see ;)

(hugs)

Em

Frantic

I am frantically working a new story and haven't had much time for anything else....So today I'm just going to put up a nice little video by my most fave singer ever.....

A little Adam Levine to get me in the mood....

Now back to my sexy vamps heehee

Playing catch-up

Whew finally have a moment to sit down in front of my laptop and actually write something. The last few weeks have been a crazy roller coaster ride of "family" time. I have put off my "boys" to spend time with my girls.....my real-life girls. My daughters have always been a source of such joy for me even when they test my patience on a daily basis. Being 16 and 20 this happens quite often. But they are also my friends and I enjoy watching the beautiful young women they have turned into.

So as I sit down and start back on my two stories I need to finish I send a little thank-you to the powers that be for the gift of my girls............

Now if they could just learn to pick up their rooms and bathroom all would be perfect in my world ;)

Olympics 2012

I love watching the Olympics, love watching the excited faces on the kids walking into the stadium smiling at the crowds. Its like nothing and no one can get them down. They have a chance to show the world how amazing they are. But it's the countries no one's heard of with maybe 3 or 4 athletes that I am most inspired by. No matter what they will compete for their country and make them proud.

The first Olympics I remember is Munich 1972 and watching Mark Spitz win so many gold medals. I also remember the tragedy too but don't want to go there. I definitely won't divulge my age at the time then I really will feel old. I have watched every one since then, have watched the countries with their oh so serious athletes who looked like smiling might break their faces. Have seen the Americans dominate just like the Russians and Germans. But what I really think I love the most is the Olympics now and how all the countries come together and cheer each other on. We even know the gay athletes who are out and proud. Talk about inspiration. And the kids with their cell phones out last night sending Insta-gram pics back to their homes. Tweeting what they were feeling to the entire world. And smiling....they all are smiling...How awesome is that?

This is what we need right now. People leaving their problems behind and coming together as one to cheer on the athletes they love. We could learn a lot from them.....

Go team U.S.A. and all the underdogs!!!!

:^)

Embry

Bye Bye Cutie Pies

I did a little house cleaning on my blog yesterday and had to say a fond farewell to my inspirational cutie pies....I shall miss them so....but sometimes things have to end and this was the end for them.

I wish them well in their next lives on the internet....may they be taken care of the way the way took care of me...........

Bye Bye babies Bye Bye

My New Title

A few days ago a friend of mine called me a slacker in regards to my updating on my blog. Not that I would ever admit to this person that they are right, I chose instead to take the higher road and explain to them how I'm just not that exciting.....At least not enough to blog daily. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

This explanation was not good enough for said friend.Yes, this person knows me all to well and can smell the bullshit from across the world (literally).

They said that excuse won't work this time.So I decided to finally give up on the excuses and go with what I know........

Why yes I believe the following definition could at some point or another be about me----

slacker [ˈslækə]

n

1. a person who evades work or duty; shirker

2. Informal

a.  an educated young adult characterized by cynicism and apathy

b.  (as modifier) slacker culture

But I prefer to be known as this:

scrimshanker - a shirker

Sounds way cooler-------

So from now on you may all refer to me as:

Queen Embry Scrimshanker        

;)