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A message from the Lucy….

A message from the Lucy….

Hi Guys!  It’s me… The Lucy!  And I have been pretty quiet lately. But don’t go getting mad at me. My mom has been no better, so since I try to be the feline version of her, if you got to blame someone, blame her… ‘kay.  Good. Now that we got that straightened out… It’s been a little over a month since my parents tossed me in a car and transported me to the other side of Long Island. I’d love…

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How eliminating TV is responsible for my author life

How eliminating TV is responsible for my author life

I was scrolling through Facebook about a week ago and several of my friends posted this same meme from TryLife. It read: “You’ve been kidnapped. The characters from the last TV show you watched are mounting a rescue. Who’s coming to save you?” As I read everyone’s answers, I scratched my head trying to figure out who their heroes were. Almost all the names were unrecognizable to me. Then something hit me. I realized if this was real life I…

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Last time

Last time

Hey Guys! It’s me… The Lucy!  And this is the last time I am doing it…. After today, The Mommy is on her own!  No ifs ands or buts, and I mean it! I am going to be kicking back and taking a load off my paws.  I am no longer going to be at her disposal.  Just because I have a pretty face doesn’t give her the right to take advantage of my good nature.  She has been working…

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Taste of summer….

Taste of summer….

My face light up when I walked in the house on Thursday night and saw the buns on the counter. “You bought hot dogs?” I asked my husband. “Yep,” he said with a smile. Even though I adore them, we don’t eat them often, opting for healthier fair instead. “Oh, I’m excited!” I said. “It gets better!” He exclaimed with a huge grin! “Really?” “Yes! We are going to have H&H tomorrow night.” “Now this is really feeling like Labor…

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By the dashboard light..

By the dashboard light..

Three weeks ago…. “It’s your fault,” I exclaimed as I pointed to a co-worker in front of the entire team. “What’s my fault?” He asked innocently. “I asked you to remind me to get gas when I left work and you didn’t.” “Um, you were in a meeting when I left. Did you really want me to knock on your door to remind you to get gas?” I nodded and pouted. He arched an eyebrow in return. “I realized too…

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