Feb 15, 2019 |
by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
My Perfect Valentine’s Day
(Or, How I Embraced My Independent Singleness and Lived My Love Out Loud)
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NOLA NOTE: Before we get into today’s post, I’m pleased to announce NOLA second draft is now at the editor’s desk (not mine!), and I’ve hired a book designer who is currently designing the cover, internal layout, and eBook specs. I don’t have a firm pub date yet, but it will be soon-ish! I’d love to have y’all join my private Facebook group for more information, memes, and all-around fun. You can join on Facebook by clicking here: NOLA Swarm.
Stay tuned for publication updates . . .
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Valentine’s Day is not one of my favorite days. The commercialism of lovemeloveme stuff? I’d rather not, thankyouverymuch. Okay, I’m sure if I had the opportunity to, you know, share it with someone, I’d feel different. But even then, I’m not so sure.
Don’t get me wrong, I love flowers, wine, and chocolate as much ~ if not more ~ as the next girl, but This Girl is also logical. I don’t go in for one-day-a-year Gooey Eyes. I just don’t. Now, spoil me regularly, and then we can talk. [Insert eye-roll here.]
So today I focused on what y’all now call “self-love.” I dunno how that phrase got started, but I’m cool with embracing it.
Today, after I got all dolled up, my non-boyfriend [translate: car I named after my protagonist, Rain] took me all over town. Instead of flowers, wine and chocolate, we stopped to get a post office box. A vehicle title. A driver’s license.
All in my new hometown. All for my new life.
Which I am loving more than I thought possible.
Frankly, My Dear . . . : My Perfect Valentine’s Day
It totally helped that it was a balmy day and I got to spend most of it with the windows down and the radio up. (Big surprise, right?)
Love comes in many forms. We all know this. But when it emanates with ebb and flow, in and out of us, to share with others, there’s a harmony, an unsung tune that only we can give music to. That’s life. That’s love.
There’s always something to celebrate. Channel your inner Pollyanna if you have to. Make a list. Sing it out loud.
Darlin’, there is always something to celebrate.
And today, I celebrate no longer living in California.
Today, I am officially a True Southerner.
So tonight, I enjoyed a Peanut Buster Parfait from Dairy Queen, and watched Gone With the Wind.
Frankly, My Dear . . . : My Perfect Valentines Day with a Peanut Buster Parfait from Dairy Queen
Yup. Today’s all about the Southern love.
How did you share love? Leave a comment!
With a new drawl and a pin in the map,
Happy living love.
~Molly Jo
Frankly, My Dear . . . Savor the Journey!
Frankly, My Dear . . . : Bohemian Hurricane
Molly Jo is a Southern Belle and known to her friends as the Bohemian Hurricane. She is the author/curator of The Unemployment Cookbook and several eBooks available on Amazon. Her work-in-progress, NOLA, is a full-length location mystery novel set in New Orleans, and the first in her City Series.
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Feb 15, 2012 |
Well, I did not spend it wishing upon a star or over a well.
I took advantage of being under the weather with this weather, and I stayed home and worked. Full of imagery and oxymoronic statements, aren’t I?! Yes, it was a fun wordy work day today.
I had work stuff relating to the new company, the cookbook, the first devotional/study, the blog, and general stuff around the house.
My mom gifted Dot and I with movie tickets so after school this afternoon we finally saw “The Woman in Black”. I was going to do a movie review, but I really don’t want to spoil it for anyone. So instead of a review, let me just say that if the trailers interest you at all, you have got to see this movie! Daniel Radcliffe does such an amazing job that there’s no hint of Harry Potter in his character.
When we came home, I immediately got to work again on this blog post. My three cats were so excited to see me, I’d been gone all afternoon. As I type this I have one at my feet, on at my right hip, and one taking over my left arm and keyboard. Which makes typing a bit difficult, but today’s all about L-O-V-E and I’ll take it from these great friendly felines. Dot’s two cats are around here somewhere, too.
This photo was taken a few days ago, but you get the general idea.
Dot’s on the sofa doing her homework. Sometimes Little (the Fat Cat) sits with her but tonight she was with me.
Now I’m going to take care of my Castleville Kingdom, check out my friends pins on Pinterest, and start the last story in the Narnia series. I’ve been delaying reading the story for a while, because once I’m done with this story, I’m done with the series. And that makes me sad. It’s given me a lot of inspiration for the book series with Megan. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. (You’re smiling at that phrase, aren’t you?!)
And that’s about all the love I can handle for one day. Happy Day after Valentine’s, everyone!
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!
Feb 13, 2012 |
Five minutes of typing whatever. Why? Because today I woke up sick. sick.
Stuffy nose. Very sore throat. Headache. Body aches.
In other words, I’m utterly miserable. *Insert sad face sympathy here*
It could be the “bug” that’s going around, or it could be allergies, or it could be both. All I know is I’ve done zero writing today… but my Castleville kingdom has been extremely productive.
So Dot and I have spent the day catching up on weeks’ worth of DVR’d television shows: NCIS, Once Upon a Time, Grey’s Anatomy. At one point I told her to take the remote so I wouldn’t have to. She asked, “Are you going to take a nap?” I profusely shook my head adamantly. The next thing I know it was over 90 minutes later. So, yeah… I took a nap.
I’ve had a Pinterest account for about a month now, but just the last few days I really started paying attention to it. I didn’t get what it was all about; look at pictures and click “like”. What’s the big deal? Until… I started to collect pins. Until I created Boards like “My favorite TV shows”, “My Dream Home”, and “If I Could, I Would…” Until I started realizing how many wonderfully creative ideas my friends have, and now someone else thinks they’re my ideas.
I haven’t read for three days and I’m going crazy. First it was all the great warm weather that allowed me to do yard work and birdwatch, and now it’s because my brain doesn’t want to. I only have 45 pages left to finish a book I borrowed from my mom. She’s a speed reader. She can read two or three books a week if she sets her mind to it. I can’t. Even if the only thing I’m doing is reading, it still takes me too long to read. But I have my reading list for 2012 which allows for one book a week, three books a month. That gives me one week to either catch up or read something unplanned. Since I’ve read 6 of the 7 Narnia stories already, I have room on the reading schedule to read two extras before the end of the month. I’ve decided to finish the Narnia series and this one from my mom.
The next set I’m going to read will be Anne Rice’s Song of the Seraphim series. The plot is connected to the Mission Inn in Riverside, one of my favorite places ever. When I win the lottery, I’m going to stay there often. And write best sellers. And have a suite named after me. There’s only two in the series, which means I have room on the schedule for two more in March.
Dot and I spring-cleaned the Narnia room yesterday. We threw out old stuff, donated stuff we no longer want, and cleaned everything we’re keeping. It didn’t take that long, because I keep that room really clean. It’s my favorite room in the house but I don’t spend much time in it. I should. Maybe I will. Starting tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow, who’s doing what for Valentine’s day? I was going to take Dot and my mom to see An Affair to Remember at the local theater. But that’s prob’ly not going to work out so instead we’re planning to just get a nice pizza dinner and watch it at home.
I don’t do much for Valentine’s day. I always forget to decorate for it. Because I’ve just undecorated the Christmas stuff. So I forget that a few weeks later it’s time to get into storage bins again. And I don’t have much to decorate with. Except I think I might at least put out a few candle holders that I like. I should do that soon, yeah? Like, maybe, today? Now? Hmmm….
I wish all my fellow bloggers knew how much they mean to me. Just reading other blogs really inspire me. There’s Andrea, Jenn, Ann, another Andrea, Megan, Dani, Brittany, Chelsea… I always feel really bad when I don’t have time to comment on every single post. Because I know the effort I put into each and every post, so I know they do the same. And they deserve to be appreciated.
And now my time’s up.
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!
