Our week at Capitola Beach

Our week at Capitola Beach

If you’ve been following me for any length of time, then you know that we live less than a mile to the beach and try to spend as much time there as possible. Well last week, the husband unit’s out of town family came and were staying at some cottages that are right on the beach.

The weather was wonderful and we really couldn’t have asked for better. The week before we had been hitting 100 degrees during the day (and trust us, that is super rare) and last week the weather stayed a perfect 60-85 the whole time. The fog even stayed off shore or burned off quickly enough most days.

Since I’m not feeling well (the husband unit and I are fighting off a really bad cold.) I’m going to be keeping this super short today and therefore, as Wall-E promised, here are pics of our week at the beach.

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Wall-E Tails: Scary Saturday night

Wall-E Tails: Scary Saturday night

So Daddy’s family was down for the week last week, as Mommy mentioned in a previous post, and we spent a LOT of time at the beach. It was so much fun!.

I got to dig in the sand…


I got lovies….

I got to lay in the sun…

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Then… Saturday night happened.

Everything was going fine on Saturday. My human sister was playing with her friends, I was getting all the lovies I rightfully deserve, then… after it got dark and we had dinner, Mommy locked me in a bedroom.

I know. HOW DARE SHE! She locked me … in the bedroom.


I know. It was horrible, but it got worse.

Then there were all these REALLY REALLY loud booms and bright lights filling the sky. Here. Look at the short video Mommy took.

That was only a few minutes of it and it went on for EVER!!!!

Mom, 25 minutes is forever in Wall-E Time! Geesh. Mom’s they can be such a pain.

It was really scary.

Mom says I was a good boy during it though. I barked at them to try to scare them away, but it didn’t work. Once I was in their arms, I felt safe, so it was easy to be a good boy.

Mom wants me to let you know that she will post pics of the fun week we had later in the week.

Until then. Lots of Licks.

~Prince Wall-E Magnifico Puppino

Paw Heart






Well this week has gone up in smoke. I’m truly sorry for that.

I posted the 777 Challenge on Monday, but I’ve blown my posts this week. I’m  just going to call this week a wash and hopefully next week I’ll be able to bring the normal back (whatever that is).

So what happened?

Well some of the husband units family has rented out one of the Capitola Venetian Cottages (which are right on the Capitola Beach) for the week so we have spent the week down on the beach after work.

Well except for yesterday. Apparently something I ate on Tuesday night did NOT agree with me. The husband unit won MAJOR brownie points at about 4:30 in the morning. That’s all I’ll say about that. Just trust me when I say it wasn’t pretty.

We will be there again tonight and tomorrow and most of the day on Saturday. Gotta spend time with the family when we can right?

Just wanted to let you know it isn’t that I forgot about you, it’s just that I’m beach bumming it this week.


Oh and if anyone knows of a writing group that I could join, I’d love some information on it.

Have a wonderful week everyone and I’ll see you on Monday!

7-7-7 Challenge

7-7-7 Challenge

Mr. Arran Bhansal, who I’m sure you’ve seen me mention on my blog before, nominated me for the 7-7-7 challenge. He has been a huge supporter of mine and I cherish his blog and his comments.

So the rules for the 7-7-7 Challenge is for the nominated author to go to page seven of their current work in progress (WIP), scroll down to the seventh line of their manuscript, and then share the next seven lines of text with everyone.

Well here is where I’m going to bend the rules, JUST SLIGHTLY, considering the fact my current WIP is Book 3 of The Five Angels Trilogy. If I were to use page 7, 7th line, and the next 7 lines, then I would be discussing a MAJOR spoiler for the end of Book 2. Yea… no, I want this trilogy published and I’m not giving that away. No way. No how.

SO… I’m going to do the challenge from Book 1 of the trilogy. Page 7 of The Five Angels, line 7, and the following 7 lines of text.

I just stood there gapping like a fish. Where were the words I have yearned to say for so long?

He pulled away from me, dropping his hands from my waist. He looked hurt. He was completely misinterpreting what I was feeling, and how I was reacting to what he had just said.

“Cory James Mathewson.” I finally said sternly taking his hands in mine. He looked at me questioning the tone of my voice.  This time I’m the one who took a deep breath, and said, “You don’t know how long I have waited to hear you say that.”

Yup, as you can see it is Megan professing her mutual love for CJ. I’ve obviously made no secret of that if you have been following my blog for any length of time, or if you have looked THE FIVE ANGELS page.

I nominate the following authors to also participate in this 7-7-7 Challenge. I understand that due to contractual reasons, they may not be able to participate in this challenge, but I would love to see what they are currently working on.

Jodie Llewellyn — http://jodiellewellyn.wordpress.com/

Kate Murray — http://kate0murray.wordpress.com/

Of Course I would nominate Ms. Mishka Jenkins ( https://awriterslifeformeblog.wordpress.com/), but Arran got to her first. /grumble grumble grumble.

Christina Rozelle — http://christinalrozelle.com/  or http://clrozelle.wordpress.com/ (Somehow I was only “following” one of her blogs. Well that has now been corrected!


Well Happy Monday everyone!



Conquering Fear

Conquering Fear

Conquering Fear.

There are things in this world that just scare us. I have many fears. While reading Divergent I pictured myself going through the Fear Landscape and shuttered at the thought. I truly felt for Tobias (Four) and his fear of heights. I’m terrified of them. I know where the fear comes from. It’s the fear of falling or being crushed by a building falling on top of me, which comes from earthquakes. I live in California. Earthquakes are a way of life and yes buildings sometimes fall if the quake is big enough. Do they disrupt my life. No. I haven’t actually felt an earthquake in YEARS AND YEARS and I live just a few miles from the San Andrea’s fault! A MAJOR FAULT LINE!

Anyways, I sort of went on a tangent there. One of my other fears is of needles. I tend to pass out when I have to have blood drawn. I also don’t do well with pain. Seriously. I’m a HUGE WIMP!

Add those two things together add up to the last thing I would ever be able to do: Get a tattoo. I love tattoos. I think they can be beautiful and classy. I also feel they shouldn’t be on hands and never, ever, ever on the neck or face. This is purely for business and professional reasons. You should be able to easily hide said tattoo with your business attire. (Obviously, there are industries where having a tattoo showing wouldn’t matter.) That being said, if it were not for the pain or the needles I would probably have gotten many tattoo’s over the years.

Yes. I decided to conquer my fear and get a tattoo. But what to get?

I have said for years I would get the Deathly Hallows symbol. Pay homage to my love of reading and writing.

Deathly Hallows

The husband unit laughed at this one. He asked what I would tell the my grandchildren when they asked what it was and I looked at him and said, “MY GRANDCHILDREN WILL KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IT IS! They will say, Grammy, that is from your favorite book series Harry Potter right?” He and the daughter unit looked at each other and then shook their head in agreement.

I also saw this one and loved it.


I love dragonflies and the brush stroke look on this is amazing!

I also thought about this one but in black. For Wall-E, Daisy, Killer, Dutchess, Meatball, Cherrio and all the other animals I’ve lost over the years.



But then I saw this.


My love for the beach is just part of who I am. We just bought a house near the beach, a dream we never thought we would be able to fulfill. My writing always has some element of the beach in it. It’s my place to relax and decompress. Watching the waves, the sand between my toes. Yes. This is it. Forever at the Beach.

So that’s what I did. I made the decision to conquer my fear and just do it. My husband humored me and said ok honey. He was at work when I went to do it so demanded video of me screaming and writhing in pain. I had my daughter, her friend ( I double checked with her parents first to make sure they were ok with her going with me.) and my sister in law with me. Only one person was allowed in the room and so I had the daughter unit video it ( The video is below, but fair warning it’s a bit odd. I forgot to tell her to start landscape and stay landscape while taking it. ) from the doorway.

I got my first tattoo and have named it … Forever at the Beach.



I love it!

I also have to say it didn’t hurt at all. Stung a little, but was NO big deal. Where he went over the bone area, well that stung a bit more, but the overall feeling was like cat scratches or someone taking a hot match and rubbing it against your skin. I watched lot of videos and imagined the pain would be so much more than it would be. Plus, I don’t know if it was just may tattoo artist, but his machine was super quite. The ones in videos were nagging and I think they make it much more psychological than it needs to be. I couldn’t hear his machine at all.

I conquered a fear this last weekend.

What fear do you think you could conquer?




(Tattoo was done by Jessie Rochin at Coast to Coast Ink in Santa Cruz, California. He listened to all my concerns, questions, gave suggestions, and was very light handed. I recommend him if you are ever in the area.)

My Weighty Story: Answers

My Weighty Story: Answers

So I went back to the doctor yesterday and was given answers to things that were going wrong. And there were so many things going wrong.

I stepped on the scale and just shook my head. I had gained 27 pounds back. It’s sad. It’s also of my own doing I thought to myself. The last couple of months I haven’t been concentrating on my weight loss journey. I’ve eaten pretty much what I want (including a whole 2.5 pound of candy corn in one week. Yes. I ate the whole damn bag. It was soo yummy!) and walking just wasn’t high on the priority list. Sure, “the Devil” and I had had a few rounds of fun, but it wasn’t anything serious.

I knew why. I’ve been fighting my own depression. DUH! Which was why I was back at the doctor. I was following up on some blood work and to see how I was doing.

So I went in, talked to the nurse, told her I was feeling much better. I was happier, but I was still fighting being tired all the time. Yes, I know that part of that is my diet and the fact I’m not exercising like I should, but it’s more than that. It’s like I can’t get enough sleep. I’ll sleep 8-10 hours but still wake up exhausted and never really wake up all day. She made notes, and then said the doc would be in in just a few minutes.

There I sat. /insert jeopardy music

Doc comes in we go over a few things then starts asking me a bunch of questions.

When do you take your meds? With breakfast every morning.

Any side effects to the new prescription? A little nausea when I forget to eat something with it. As long as I eat, I’m alright.

And so on, and So on. Then he looks at my blood work results.

Feeling tired? YES!

Lethargic? YES!

Doc: Hum… I see you gained 10 pounds since you were here 3 weeks ago .

Me: I gulped. “That’s crazy!” I say quietly a little shocked.  Again. My own fault.

Doc: Well I have an answer to WHY.

Me: Well I haven’t been eating right at ALL and exercise hasn’t exactly been high on my list.

Doc: Well your thyroid is completely out of whack.

Me: Really?

Doc: Yup. I like to have the figure down around a 1 or 2 with people with hypothyroidism. Yours is at a 8.4. That would account for at least some of the weight gain and why you’ve felt so tired lately.

Me: And it would also affect why I wasn’t able to fight off the depression myself.

Doc: Most Definitely. It is a very common link between the two conditions.

Then we proceeded to come up with a plan, medication changes, etc.

Yes, some of the weight problems are of my own doing and now that we are messing with the medications and I’m feeling better, I know that I can get back on track.

So I hereby declare:

No more bags of candy corn and M&M’s.

No more fast food. (been relying on it too much lately.)

More exercise.

Regular walks.

Healthier food choices.

Getting back on track. Period.

Logging my food in My Fitness Pal.

Wearing my Fitbit every day.

Walking a minimum of 8,000 steps per day.

It is time to get back to business. In a very serious way. My clothes were feeling way too small and I knew it was bad, but DAMN! I didn’t realize I had gained that much weight back. YES! It’s totally my own fault. Was my thyroid part of it, sure, but all the bad choices I had made certainly didn’t help it at all. It just made matters worse.

The Get Healthy Project has been renewed (again)!