Posts over the next couple of weeks are going to be pretty Out of the Frying Pan centric.
I'm posting all sorts of stuff all over the internet. Chances are good you'll see unique material when you follow the links.
Now. I'm not going to lie. Gladys has some less than photogenic moments and she might be a little inspiration for Fifi.
Fifi? You might ask.
Fifi is a character in Out of the Frying Pan. Zula introduces her here. Gladys did her best to do a Fifi impression that was believable.
Believe it or not. This book releases next Tuesday. As in a week. The last week of ten years worth of work. Not sure what else to say. Maybe buckle that seatbelt. It's going to be a ride.
Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.