Sixteen years ago today, “The World’s Greatest Husband(TM)” agreed to take me as his wife. And he hasn’t even run away screaming. Yet. LOL I love my husband more than I have capacity to say (and yes, I am aware
Adult Excerpt: "It’s a Sweet Life – Coffeeshop Coven Prequel" (mfm) by Tymber Dalton
Here is an adult excerpt from my book It’s a Sweet Life, a standalone prequel to my new Coffeeshop Coven series, and now available from Siren-BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/its-a-sweet-life Description Libbie Addams has a mortgage on her struggling bakery, no love life,
Frankensteining my fibromyalgia.
Apparently I’ve coined a phrase, according to some of my peers on a FetLife group I’m on for kinksters with fibromyalgia. LOL I mentioned in a discussion about the various vitamins and supplements I’m tweaking and using to manage the
"It’s a Sweet Life" available for pre-order!
Woot! “It’s a Sweet Life” just went live for pre-order on Siren-BookStrand’s site: http://www.bookstrand.com/its-a-sweet-life Description Libbie Addams has a mortgage on her struggling bakery, no love life, no health insurance…and fibromyalgia. She’s worried about making ends meet when two hunks
Quitting Cymbalta (so far, so good)…
UPDATE: Today is one week since my last dose of Cymbalta, and actually feeling REALLY good. Mood swings are pretty much gone (although I do keep joking about “not killing” anyone LOL). Hubby said that yes, the past several days
Quitting Cymbalta (and it isn’t pretty).
This pretty much describes me (partly) the past few days. Yes, Hubby is still alive. Sir (lucky Him) is several states and several thousand miles away on vacation and out of harm’s reach… LOL I suppose I should back up
TSTL (the author, not the heroine).
Well, I had a truly TSTL (too stupid to live) moment last night. Let me back up by saying my left shoulder, which is the one that gives me the most problems normally, has been really screwed up since last
Loooong days, longer nights.
Last week was a difficult week for me. Annie’s funeral was on Thursday, then I got home from that to find out about the piracy of my books. (Yes, the person apologized for it, and yes, I do believe they’re
Busy busy busy.
What a crazy, mixed-up year last year was. Everything that happened (good and bad), new releases, and trying to survive life in general. I think with the fibromyalgia and hubby retiring this year (he’s 21 years older than me) I’m
Happy freaking holidays (or how to torture your dog).
Well, there’s one good thing about having fibromyalgia I suppose–it forces you to learn patience and hone your sense of humor. It also forces you to celebrate your accomplishments instead of focusing on what you didn’t do. Like today, go
Yes, soup for you…
I’ve been in a soupy mood. It’s been chilly (now COLD) and with my current fibro flare, cooking is down at the bottom of my priority list. Late last week I threw together a “Thanksgiving Use Up the Leftovers” soup
Slowing and steady (although chomping at the bit).
So I’ve done something that I think has even startled the heck out of my hubby: slowed down. Being diagnosed with fibromyalgia, being put on Cymbalta, what really is some serious medication for it (when you’re taking a medicine they
And a new chapter begins.
So I went to see my GP doc last week. The past several months I’ve been feeling lousy, no energy, pain levels going up, etc. And with a history of cancer in my family, and considering I’ll be 40 next
Gidget’s world domination continues.
Gidget was a pirate for Howl-oween. Obviously, her plan for world domination includes cuteness to take everyone by surprise.
Evil personified.
You wouldn’t think a little thirteen-pound dog could be evil, would you? This is Gidget. She was a rescue dog. We got her in August of 2007, and she was about 1-2 years old. As best we can tell, she’s