Advertising is never lost on me. The title of this post is supposed to mean Christmas, but I still see the dad rolling on a cart in Staples when school is back in session. LOL.
We are getting in the spirit of thing at our new house. We have more decorations than we need, and we've kept some questionable ones that won't make it another year. My husband has decided that the lights we've had for twenty years are no longer making the cut. The outside lights we've had for five or six years are also leaving after this year.
I've been volunteering at the community club with the tree lighting festival and the Christmas parade. The only Christmas parade I've ever been to was in Ellsworth, Maine. I remember a group of women, possibly nurses who did a dance to a Christmas song and featured folding chairs. It was clever and amusing. Considering it was twenty years ago, nice job ladies.
In the writing world, I finished my book that I wrote for an editor, but she passed on it on the day that I finished my first draft. Talk about timing. Now, I'm in editing mode. I'm working on both that book and one that I wrote a bunch of years ago and need to polish it up for publication. You have that to look forward to in 2024. After that, I still have two more of the middle grade books I wrote to edit. I'm sensing a theme.
If you haven't already read my short Christmas story. You can find it here. It's great for when you're standing in line at the checkout or the return line at Walmart.
I wish all the best for you this holiday season. We all deserve a little peace and joy.
About the author
Michelle Libby writes about love, sex, life and happily ever afters, while keeping up with her adult children and finding new projects to fall in love with. Have you seen the coloring books? How about the RV?