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Welcome to Can I Just Tell You?
Thanks for visiting!
Can I just tell you? This whole site needs an overhaul. My goodness!
Thank you for visiting, come back again in a few weeks. I still appreciate your support. :) I love your support. So many of you have encouraged me to keep writing
all these years. I took a few years off because I wasn't feeling very confident about my skill and self-conscience about my
subject matter. I really appreciate your gentle (sometimes haunting) push to get back on the proverbial horse. My favorite
thing in the world is making someone laugh, typically at my own expense. It warms my heart to hear that my silly stories have
helped you smile or laugh out loud when you felt like that's the last thing you could do. I also really appreciate the support of many boyfriends who read through my
entire collection of crazy and still chose to continue dating. I'm not sure if you felt bad for me or found me charming. Regardless,
thanks for the encouragement.
I'm going to change things up a little bit.
As you may have guessed, from some of my posts, I have aspirations of writing a book. (Or two, three, or four… We'll
see.) Anyway, all of my stories, up to this point 8/3/15, are true and happened to me. I'm thinking about adding some characters
to my stories and playing around with fiction writing. You'll be able to tell the real stories from fiction. I think. ;-)
I'm not sure what my books are going to be like, yet. I've always enjoyed reading fiction but, maybe non-fiction
is the right path for me. I'm pretty confident with the voice I've developed in telling my silly stories and would like to
continue to write in that tone. I know I'm going to start off slow because, as you know, self-discipline has never been one
of my stronger qualities. I may try to play around with other subjects, too. Stay tuned. This site
is meant to make you laugh through stories that you may be able to relate to whether it's sour love, a cooking disaster, a
social faux-pas, etc. So, bear with me as I stumble through my experiences, hopefully, more gracefully than the actual event,
but just as funny, and either share the lesson or just make you laugh out loud.
If there's ever a story that really
hits your funny bone or makes your day, let me know. I'd love to hear from you.
So, sit back, put on your reading glasses and enjoy.
Please, take a minute to sign my guest book. It seems I have readers
from around the world. I'd be more than happy to put you on an update list so you'll know when I have a new post. Cheers!
 
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Saturday, August 7, 2010
Crystal Ball I was out to dinner the other night with my younger sister and her
husband. Dinner was full of laughs and a couple of glasses of wine. The discussion led to Paulina, the local fortune teller
at the beach. I go see her once a year while in Maine and throw away any extra cash I have on me for either a palm reading
or tarot cards. Last year, she informed me that I had great skill as a writer and I would get married some day. So, of course,
I took her word as gospel… I told them it was about time for my annual visit with Paulina. “At 37, with a black storm cloud hovering over
my dreams of being a wife and mother, I need to “know” whether or not I should throw in the towel or keep my chin
up and keep praying for a miracle suitor, my knight in shining armor who will save my ovaries from an eternity of barrenness,”
I explained. They think I have a flare for dramatics and rolled their eyes at me but agreed to walk me over. Melodrama seems
to be my middle name these days. My non-believing sister encouraged her husband to get a palm reading and he was enthusiastic about the idea until we
discovered the crystal ball. The man in front of us was having his fortuned told via crystal ball and as we listened, it was apparent that it was
much more in-depth than a measly palm reading or even tarot cards. However, it came with a price, a whopping $50.
They wondered how any fool could
throw away that kind of money on such silliness. Meanwhile, I was busy calculating how much cash I had on me vs. how much
I needed for gas and food for the week. After 15 minutes of listening to the man’s future unfold in the all-knowing orb, my sister and
her husband left for a coffee pick-me-up while I patiently waited. Finally, I was up. According to my calculations, I had just enough for the crystal
ball and some gas for the week. Not quite enough for food but that’s what dating is for…
Well, can I just tell you? According
to Paulina, I have a couple kids on back order, the man I’ve been pinning over is in a dark place and will be there
awhile, my knight is up to 10 years older with a kind heart and I’ll meet him by the water soon.
Was that worth the 50 bucks? If
the knight comes with money back guarantee, then maybe.
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