Trying to “Be Sweet”

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I ran into one of the doctors that I’ve known since my first days as a new grad the other day.  I was having lunch with my father-in-law at Panera and he was meeting with a prior CFO for us who may be a new CFO for him. We only visited for a minute or two, but later in the lunch I recalled his admonishment whenever he’d hear anyone gossiping or being less than kind to someone else. “Be sweet,” he’d say with a wide smile, knowing he was only stirring the pot.

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 My father-in-law was taking me to lunch because he’d promised to take me to lunch after our attorney’s visit earlier in the week, but had more pressing business. That was fine with me, and he really didn’t have to make it up to me, since it’s difficult to find common ground to converse about with him, even in a drive-thru.

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It was probably best that we didn’t go to lunch after the lawyer visit, since it was short and sour. Disability insurance, as a whole, is a scam. Even if someone has fifty physicians and fifty tests that say they are disabled one non-English-speaking employee of the company with M.D. after his name can say, “I do not agree.” and it’s over. It took me a year to learn that. Short-term disability is a worthwhile investment. Not so with long-term.

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Anyway, on the short drive home from Panera my father-in-law suggested that I get the doctor we’d run into to get me a job (what part of “disabled” is unclear here?) and that I have my mother or father (My mother checks email on the computer – that’s it. My dad is running a farm AND teaching college classes at age 70.) research bankruptcy. He proceeded to say, in the most casual manner, that we’d have to give up our house, find somewhere to rent, and “get rid” of our dogs. I’m pleased to report that I did not do him any physical harm, and thanked him for lunch without telling him I was ten times fonder of my dogs than of him, and that if it came down to a choice I’d be doing mouth-to-snout-breathing.

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I got over that after an afternoon of dog snuggles and crying, but I don’t think we’ll be talking again soon. I’m trying hard to Fast Start Qualify with Nerium, but a month is very short when you have a goal. I had a wonderful online party, and I’ll be doing that again for sure – just need to learn what makes people realize what a great product and fantastic opportunity this is. It’s so new, but that’s part of what makes the opportunities so fabulous for those who can see them! And National Novel Writing Month is approaching quickly. Can’t decide if I want to try this year or not.

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I finally got to see John’s marching band show. I swear, if I had a comfy seat I could sit all day and watch marching bands. Unfortunately, last weekend’s competition was at Ballard, my elder son’s high school, and the bleachers are concrete slabs with measurements straight from the Inquisition. Impossible to ascend in a stable manner, and completely uncomfortable to sit on. Some part of your body will go numb or be in horrible pain even with the most comfortable “bleacher seats”- but you get to choose which. I sacrificed my feet, since I knew my back was shot already. I probably looked like the hunchback of Notre Dame getting out of there.

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Had to save the best (and most embarrassing for last). A friend and I had made plans to get together at her house one Sunday afternoon to do some freezer cooking, since neither of us was getting meals on the table at a reasonable hour. I put it on the calendar. But not on my phone. So when she called me to “bail” Saturday night I was SO thankful! I hadn’t even come up with recipes, let alone shopped for supplies! Oh well, maybe we’ll get it right next time ;)

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The Roche Hotel – Season One (by Mysti Parker)

Please welcome Mysti Parker, a writer of hidden depths (or multiple personalities), whose work I loved well before I met her “in real life”!

The Roche Hotel

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Season One

A serial romantic comedy by Mysti Parker

After her husband ditches her for a blonde actress wannabe, Jane Seymour needs a job that pays the rent. The struggling Roche Hotel needs a miracle. With the former owner’s wife butting her nose into the renovations and new owners who are in way over their heads, Jane may be the answer to their prayers. Sure, she can handle The Roche Hotel’s quirky staff. But, can this skittish divorcee keep it all together when handsome Henry the Donut Guy makes his first delivery? This collection of serial fiction stories is a Tudorific romantic comedy that will leave you laughing out loud and hungry for more.

The Story Behind the Stories

THEY say a lot of things, don’t they? Like don’t wear white after Labor Day or don’t fry bacon with your shirt off (that’s probably good advice, come to think of it). Most of what THEY say goes right in one ear and out the other. But, in terms of writing, when THEY say “write what you know”, it makes a lot of sense. So, that’s where The Roche Hotel got its start—from my own experience working in a hotel way back in the ‘90s.

Many of these first 10 episodes are based on some very real incidents that happened during my days as a front desk clerk in a little mid-priced hotel. Sure, a lot of stuff’s made up purely from my crazy imagination, but there were 5:00 AM donuts—delicious being fresh from the bakery. Henry the Donut Guy—not real, but I wouldn’t have argued one bit if he had been! Among the many other true-to-life items that appear at the Roche Hotel are a popcorn machine, a Muzak (think elevator music) that never played at the right volume, at least one “lady of the night”, and a dead body.

To discover all those things for yourself, from now until release day on October 15, you can pre-order your copy of The Roche Hotel, Season One for just $0.99 on Amazon Kindle! After that, the price goes up to $1.99, so make your reservation now and save a buck!

Click HERE to Pre-Order The Roche Hotel, Season One

The Roche Hotel Promo

Because I like parties, I’m also inviting all of you to the release day party on Facebook, October 15 from 6-9 PM EST.

You’ll get a chance to win a hotel-themed gift basket which includes:

  • Robe
  • Shampoo
  • Conditioner
  • Lotion
  • Tiny soap bars (so cute!)
  • Ghirardelli chocolates
  • Signed postcards

We’ll also have some fun and games, so I hope you’ll join me. And please bring a friend!

Click HERE to Join the Facebook Release Day Party!

Thanks so much for your support! Happy reading! ~Mysti Parker

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Mysti Parker (pseudonym) is a wife, mom, author, and shameless chocoholic. She is the author of the Tallenmere standalone fantasy romance series. Her other writings have appeared in the anthologies Hearts of Tomorrow, Christmas Lites, Christmas Lites II, The Darwin Murders, Tasteful Murders and EveryDayFiction.

Other writing pursuits include serving as a class mentor in Writers Village University’s seven week online course, F2K. She finished her first historical romance this spring and has one children’s book (Quentin’s Problem) soon to be published, with one more waiting for illustrations, and many more stewing in her head.

When she’s not writing fiction, Mysti works as a freelance editor and copywriter. She also reviews books for SQ Magazine, an online specfic publication, and is the proud owner of Unwritten, a blog voted #3 for eCollegeFinder’s Top Writing Blogs award. She resides in Buckner, KY with her husband and three children.

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Ups and Downs – But Nothing I Can’t Handle!

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Well, I had to cancel my Nerium party in Lexington last Sunday – no RSVPs :( It may be for the best, though. Since Michael and I are sharing a car and even a one-hour drive in tough on my back I think expanding outside of Louisville isn’t a reasonable goal for us right now.

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 We had some Jehovah’s Witnesses on the street the other day. I went into the living room to see why the dogs were barking like crazy and the couple had already moved on to my neighbor’s house – didn’t even knock on my door. Normally I’d be fine with that, but I’d promised myself that the next time someone was going door-to-door with anything I’d invite them in and tell them all about Nerium :D Surely there will be a tree-trimming service along soon – and those guys get some serious sun damage!

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At nearly the last minute I discovered that a Nerium Market Party I’d been planning on going to was going to be done entirely in Spanish. Since I took Latin in high school I think the best I could have done was order a margarita at the bar – not the best use of my time.

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Oh, speaking of Nerium (and obviously I can’t stop!) I got my first paycheck on Wednesday – OK, technically it was Michael’s paycheck, but I’m the one having fun with this business. He’s just doing the boring stuff. You know, the paperwork and so forth that . . . oh, yeah – that part that gets us paid. Oh, well, my time spent curled up in bed with my phone chatting on different social media channels is important, too, right? And someone has to go have a glass of wine at Wine and Wrinkles Parties and enjoy Market Party presentations from the comfort of a nice, high-backed booth!

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I did manage to write a short story this week. It has nothing to do with anything else I’m writing, but that’s OK, too. I’m writing!!

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On the downside I talked with Allsup, the company handling my SSI disability claim. I started the whole process in the spring of 2011, had a hearing in July of 2013, was notified I’d been denied in September 2013, appealed in October 2013, and here we are, almost a year later, and my appeal hasn’t even been assigned to a judge yet! I was told not to expect results for another 13 months. That will be 4 1/2 years on my first disability attempt. With letters from a half-dozen specialists saying I cannot work, MRIs and Functional Capacity Exams to back it up. Anyway, I’m seeing a lawyer Friday about my disability insurance company’s behavior, which a whole other stinky ball of wax. Honestly, I just try not to think about it, because there is truly nothing I can do.

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Let’s end on a positive note, though. I’m writing this Thursday afternoon, and looking forward to a Nerium Market Party (in English this time) tonight. I need to be surrounded by positive, optimistic people for a little while. These Nerium gatherings are better than therapy (and much cheaper)!

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