Wornoutwoman

My grandmother always bragged that she 'had the best family.'  We used to always smiling, knowing when she'd tear up and start in on the endearing qualities of 'her family.'  The heart she had for us was evident any time you'd get her started on the subject. My grandmother passed at midnight the night before Easter this last year.  And now that she's gone, I kind of miss hearing her sweet glowing reviews of our family ties. However, her words still ring true in my heart anytime I see someone from our family or get something like this photo (shown above) in the mail. Both these girls are my cousins (from my grandmother's side) and although I don't get to see them very often - they are very close to my heart.  My youngest cousin (to the far left) was kind enough to send my family a Valentine in the mail, which I received yesterday. When I opened this up and saw our picture, my heart melted. And what do you think rang through my mind? Yup!  Gra...

After Finding Kylie was published, a film producer from London reached out to me asking to be a part of the script, insisting that it would be perfect for the screen.  He also warned it was a TON of hard work invested with a LONG turn around as the film industry can take years. 
 I thought, 'Okay a couple years. I can handle that.' However, here we are about eight years later and a major door finally opened.    For the last four years, we've been trying to get a hard read set up.  For those of you who have no idea what a hard read is, I'll explain.  It's basically doing a dry run or a read with real actors, to make sure it is what we think it is 'off the paper'. We've written the script, and in our heads (in 2D) it's perfect - but when acted out or read aloud in 3D - it may not sync.  This just helps me and John , who is the film producer and my writing partner for the script, see it in person to finesse it so that we can ...

My sister got engaged over a month ago with the promise of a small intimate wedding, only inviting immediate family and a few close friends. I wanted this day to be the most special day of her life, and I know it was. We'd originally planned in on the golf greens, by the pond, behind my parent's house. BUT...with Ike and every storm prior...the rain was non-stop and the ground was muddy. The reception was to be in my mother's gardens, which were to be decorated as a Japanese garden with twinkle lights and lanterns. Again...the rain... The rain did not let up...so by Wednesday, my parents went to plan B which was my mother's living room and garage for the wedding and reception. You would think this would be a big let down, but it wasn't.  For one, the rain stopped on her wedding day and the sun shone brightly, welcoming our event. It was a huge blessing. For two, our florist (who we used for my wedding for over four hundred people) transformed my mother...