A Difference

Posted by Vicki on Sep 25, 2009

Growing up cleaning wasn’t a thing we did most often. I don’t remember our house as being completely aweful as some that I’ve seen, but it wasn’t clean for sure. There are also things that I remember as being really aweful. When I grew up I knew I wanted to be different, and yet the first time I was out on my own, well not really on my own as I lived with the girls’ father, I was pregnant, working full time, and later I had a baby to care for. It never seemed that I had time to clean, and I hated cleaning anyway, so didn’t spend much time doing it. My house or apartment was consistantly better than the houses I grew up in, but looking back I can still see things I could have done differently.

Even a year ago I can’t say that the house was as clean as I wanted it.

I can remember when my Dad would go on cleaning binges. He rarely was upset when he did these, he just got tired of things being that way and set about changing them, however my Mom never kept up with it, and we girls weren’t taught to, so things just slipped. I don’t know if it was the way he grew up, his military background, or just Dad in general, but he always liked a neat and clean house. He’s not a clean freak, but does like a decent looking house.

Over the past few months I’ve noticed a big change in myself. I have become either like my Dad, or OCD about having a clean neat house. I still have days where I have a load of dishes that doesn’t get run immediately, or the floor needs swept and mopped but it just doesn’t get done. I’m not a clean freak where a speck of dust is the enemy, but I have realized what a joy it is to have a neat clean house. I’m not afraid to have someone come and visit unexpectedly, I’m not afraid to have Dad come home during the week.

I’ve been working on steam cleaning the carpets as they badly needed done. I have been so happy with the results! I still don’t like cleaning really, and yet I get satisfaction and joy out of the end result.

My house will always looked lived in, not like some freakishly clean museum house, but I can be and am proud of the example I am setting for the girls.


Life

Posted by Vicki on Sep 17, 2009

A cup of coffee, 1 cigarette, and 4 entries later I’m about ready to get back to cleaning. My laundry room should be dry now from the mopping I did. So I can put everything back in there, and in the bathroom that belongs. After that I’ll probably see about mopping the kitchen, either that or getting a load of dishes going and cleaning the counter. For some reason we had an ant invasion last night, so the counter needs a good cleaning.

I’ve had a busy day today, with cleaning and computer work. Talked to my sis acouple of times today too.

I received an interesting email this morning from a company that wants me to do a few posts per week on my blogs for them. The extra money will be nice, as it should mean that I can pay all of my bills myself, and not have to have Dad help me. Independence is important to me, and that includes being able to pay my bills myself. An added bonus would be that it would be working from home which is what I always dreamed of.

I haven’t been doing a lot of book reviews lately. Haven’t even been reading a lot lately, except with the girls. I’ll get back to it eventually, I’m sure, as I’ve always loved to read.

Well all, duty calls. So I’m off for now.


Appetite Suppressant

Posted by Vicki on Sep 17, 2009

She looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn’t completely happy with her figure, but had become resigned to the fact that she would never be model thin. She had tried all sorts of weight loss programs, pills, and appetite suppressants, which had basically no effect.

She wasn’t fat, had never been really fat, she just wasn’t thin either. She had always wanted to be rail thin, or model thin, but her body just didn’t cooperate. Over the years she had come to except the fact that she would always have a larger figure than others, but that didn’t mean that she liked it.


Pleasanton Motorcycle Accident Attorney

Posted by Vicki on Sep 17, 2009

Working for the Pleasanton motorcycle accident attorney, otherwise known as Greg to his employees wasn’t a bad deal. He was kind and generous and never asked his employees to do anything that he himself wouldn’t do. Whether that was getting someone a cup of coffee, or staying after hours to do research for a case.

He was single, didn’t have much of a social life, but devoted his time to work, and his hobbies.


Candle Sconces

Posted by Vicki on Sep 17, 2009

I like candles, although you probably couldn’t tell it at the moment, as I don’t have very many around the house. But it’s hard for me to find scented candles that I like. Something else that I like doing is looking at candle sconces and other things like that.

Candles give off a beauty of their own, but some of the sconces can really add to that beauty. I’ve always liked looking at what I term “fancy” things, even when I rarely decide to spend the money on them.


Patio Chairs

Posted by Vicki on Sep 17, 2009

She listened to the messages on her answering machine as she looked through her mail. Nothing too interesting in either place. A message from her mother asking when she could come over and see the new patio chairs that she had just gotten was about the highlight of the messages and mail, unless you counted the seemingly endless bills.

She reset her answering machine, set aside the bills to be dealt with later, and took the rest of the junk mail with her to throw away as she passed through the kitchen on her way to a nice relaxing bath.


Just Between You and Me

Posted by Vicki on Sep 11, 2009

This week, the

Christian Fiction Blog Alliance

is introducing

Just Between You And Me

Thomas Nelson (September 1, 2009)

by

Jenny B. Jones

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

I write Christian fiction with a few giggles, quite a bit of sass, and lots of crazy. My novels include the Katie Parker Production series and So Not Happening. I would also like to take credit for Twilight , but somewhere I think I read you’re not supposed to lie.

When I’m not typing my heart out (or checking email), I teach at a super-sized high school in Arkansas.

My students are constantly telling me how my teaching changes their lives and turned them away from drugs, gangs, and C-SPAN.

Okay, that’s not exactly true.

Since my current job leaves me with very little free time, I believe in spending my spare hours in meaningful, intellectual pursuits such as:

-watching E!
-updating my status on Facebook
-catching Will Ferrell on YouTube and
-writing my name in the dust on my furniture

I’d love to hear about you, so drop me a note. Or check me out on Facebook.

ABOUT THE BOOK

The only thing scarier than living on the edge is stepping off it.
Maggie Montgomery lives a life of adventure. Her job as a cinematographer takes her from one exotic locale to the next. When Maggie’s not working, she loves to rappel off cliffs or go skydiving. Nothing frightens her.

Nothing, that is, except Ivy, Texas, where a family emergency pulls her back home to a town full of bad memories, painful secrets, and people Maggie left far behind . . . for a reason.

Forced to stay longer than she intended, Maggie finds her family a complete mess, including the niece her sister has abandoned. Ten-year-old Riley is struggling in school and out of control at home. The only person who can really handle the pint-sized troublemaker is Conner, the local vet and Ivy’s most eligible bachelor. But Conner and Maggie keep butting heads–he’s suspicious of her and, well, she doesn’t rely on anyone but herself.

As Maggie humorously fumbles her way from one mishap to another, she realizes she’s going to need to ask for help from the one person who scares her the most.

To save one little girl–and herself–can Maggie let go of her fears and just trust God?

If you would like to read the first chapter of Just Between You And Me, go HERE


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Busy Busy

Posted by Vicki on Sep 8, 2009

Things have been crazy busy lately. Finally was able to get my stuff out of storage this past Saturday, so I’ve been busy cleaning up the house, and unpacking things. It’s incredibly nice to have my own things around me, even if it does mean a lot of work.

Lots more work to be done this week, inside and out. I’m sure people will be suprised to see how much I’ve accomplished this week, or will accomplish I should say.

The girls are doing well in school, for which I’m very happy about. They love school, another thing I’m very happy about. They are truly good girls, always willing to help around the house, not many behavior problems, and truly loving children. I have started teaching them that it isn’t always what you say, but how you say it that is important as well.

I have been doing well with my paid entries lately as well, for which I am thankful. I’m still looking for a job, but would like to find something during school hours. It is important that I be with the girls when they are home, and not have to involve a babysitter.

Well anyway, I guess I’m off for now. I have to pop over to my prairieroses blog and get a few entries done over there. I think some food is in order first though, and then it’s back to cleaning and unpacking.


Ellipticals

Posted by Vicki on Sep 8, 2009

Could anything else go wrong today?? The ad campaign for the ellipticals was sent back for modifications. Here she was trying to get out of the office early today, as she had a lead on where her sister might be, and now she had to stay long enough to make these modifications. She was about ready to tell her boss that she either needed an extended vacation, or to put in her notice. She had to find her sister, and trying to work a job at the same time just wasn’t working out.


Weight Loss Product

Posted by Vicki on Sep 8, 2009

Designing a new ad campaign for this weight loss product seemed rather impossible. The market was flooded with weight loss products, and to create something that was eye catching and new was just beyond her talents at the moment.

Her mind was flooded with other things right now. More important things than an ad campaign. She had to find her sister, and ask her to come home. But finding her sister proved to be more challenging than she had expected.