For a while, I had a couple of friends guest blogging. They both decided that it just wasn’t for them, so they gave it up, but the option is still open for them.
A few weeks ago, I got an email to the blog email address, asking me if I was interested in taking on another guest blogger. I replied to it, asking about what the person has written in the past. No response. This person has a blog set up so I took a peek. Makeup and grooming. Well, I write about a lot of random stuff, so OK. Maybe.
I still haven’t heard a thing back. I’m guessing that they gave up. If you suddenly see a post about grooming habits that includes more than showering, toothpaste and hair brushing, you’ll know why.
It’s Sunday afternoon we are on our way to see this play at a historic play house in my county, mind you we just finished shopping again at a quaint little spot not far from the theatre. Do I need to remind anyone the Denise will spot a bookstore 3 miles away?
Here are a few pics from the play that we had a blast watching.
I have several draft posts waiting in the wings. Most of them need attention before I can actually post them. I got quite a few up today, along with a few new ones.
Over the next few days, I will probably be working on and posting some of the posts that I had previously partially written. I have also thrown out some outdated and unwanted posts, so I feel like I am making progress, and I will be making progress.
Rob will be writing a few guest blog posts, too, so I look forward to reading what he has to say, also.
I have had some friends help me out in the last few weeks. I have had many people tell me to let them know if they can do anything to help. I usually can’t think of much. The ones that don’t ask and just do are such a pleasant surprise, especially when it’s something that I don’t even realize needs to be done.
For the most part, the things have been small, but mean a lot to me. One friend, upon hearing about my dad’s hospitalization, went to visit him. He ended up bringing my mom from the hospital to the hospice care facility. It was a short drive, and he was available so he went. It was one less thing for mom to worry about. It was huge for me, since I knew both of my parents were in good hands.
After my dad passed, we realized that we didn’t know where his helmet was from his fire department days. I mentioned to a friend that we were looking for it. She offered to loan hers for the funeral. This was HUGE to me and my mom. It was a small thing for my friend.
And Rob, who is one of the guest bloggers, upon realizing that I was rather distracted, helped me out by posting about his day. I was very touched by his long distance show of support for what he knows is important to me when I couldn’t do it myself.
I am sure there will be other acts of kindness over the next few weeks. Please know that they aren’t going unnoticed and they are all appreciated. Thank you!