Pre-Order’s For Paperback Copies
Yesterday I received a text message from my sister-in-law telling me that people were reading my book on Kindle. I had no idea that it was even on the Kindle site yet. I was happy, nervous and surprised all at the same time. Please let me know what you think of the book when you are finished and feel free to leave a review on the Amazon site. But never fear, if you are not a Kindle user and prefer to hold a book in your hands, I have plenty of books coming my way for the book signing or you can pre-order from the above link.
Have you watched the show Strange Addictions yet? Last night I saw a person addicted to drinking nail polish, a person who eats tape and a person addicted to digging in her ears. In other episodes I have seen people addicted to: smelling moth balls, bathing in bleach, pulling hair out of drains, sniffing baby powder, eating paint chips, eating cat food and even a
guy who is in love with his car to the point of physically making love to it. It’s a freaky show with unique, real people that just have weird issues. I think
I like the show because it makes me feel more normal. That is until they come out with the show: People Addicted to Watching Strange Addictions!
Yesterday my son and I took a trip through McDonalds drive-thru. I knew I was in for a disappointment when they told me to pull ahead
and they would bring out our food. They are a fast-food restaurant, what’s up with that? Our order wasn’t difficult: a Happy Meal for a boy with Apple
Dippers and a juice box, and a cheese burger, order of fries and a diet Coke. They put a girl’s toy in the Happy Meal box. My son was crushed. They also gave him fries instead of apple dippers. I drove as we ate, complaining the entire time about the order. I’m not the person that stomps inside and demands
perfection and I’m not the person that spins tires trying to get back to the drive-thru line again to complain. McDonalds has been screwing up my orders for so many years now that it’s just an expectation. My kids have also learned to go with the flow and if the order is wrong, oh well, better luck next time. My son decided to give the toy to his sister when we got home. Good boy, bad restaurant.
Have a nice day passengers!