All is not as it seems

Hello, Friday Fools! 

 

 

This is a Friday Tomfoolery shoutout to webmaster and teacher extraordinaire, Lisa Norma, and the newsletter team in Italy--they have been so patient with this weird emoji glitch and emoji fangirl (me! 🤠--I think I just came up with another "alter ego"). They did not let me and my #savetheemoji campaign down 👍🏼🌟🎉  I want you all to know how much I appreciate their diligence and perseverance. They rock! 🌟 You need a newsletter plugin--they're your people. I can't express enough gratitude for them. Some of you have been seeing super-sized emojis (I like to call them the "sea monkey" version--just add water, they grow!) and some of you have seen the 50 footers (they inhabit their own paragraphs). I feel compelled to emphasize with emojis, most likely because you can't see my facial expressions or body language. I feel a little cut off that way--then enter emojis like a long lost lover. I've never had one of those, by the way. Just a little overblown drama because 2020 is the year for that. Besides, I did have the attack of the 50 foot emojis and the block long newsletters. That, along with other things that shall not be named. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I hope my emojis behave this time. I might have to learn to write newsletters and blog posts without emojis, and that would just make me sad. 🥺☠️ Very sad. My oldest used to ask if everything was okay when I responded without emojis. Now he tells me I use a lot of emojis (when he's looking over my shoulder at what I'm typing). They're like wearing color for me--they're fun and bring me joy. So if you do receive the sea monkey/super-sized version or a 50 footer, would you please hit reply and let me know? Much obliged.

Below, there's a link to the latest Horse Tales. I delayed posting it because National Left Handers day was the day before my book release, so I "saved" it. I've started Jimmy's story, book 2 of Lawlessness & the Law, this week. I was so excited to get on his story which is going to be different from Charlie's. Charlie's kind of a Boy Scout and Jimmy, well, Jimmy's Jimmy. The plan was to race out of the gates on Monday, but I had a couple of personal stumbling blocks. Which makes me think of one of my nicknames given to me by my dad--Grace. Yup. Not at all flattering. However, I find it funny and do love the name.

I was klutzy growing up, still am to a certain extent. Anyone remember bell bottoms? I used to get my feet hooked up inside them and trip myself. In high school I sat on a man's lap in a movie theater during the previews. I was trying to gently lower myself, not be intrusive..then bam! I Totally missed my seat--now, I'm sitting on a strange man's lap. "OMG," I whisper-shout as I leap out of his lap. I bend down, trying to whisper-shout more quietly, "I am so sorry! I didn't see you there." I literally did not see him there. It was a strange but cool artsy movie house with tiered floors and odd seat spacing (which makes my story even worse, come to think of it), and at that moment it was darker than the innards of a goat's belly (please don't ask--goat just came to me and I'm running with it). We also arrived late, and I was disoriented. I don't like being late and I enjoy previews. I enjoy them so much that sometimes I forget which movie I've come to see. At any rate, it was something out of slapstick. I'm trying to sneak in and be "invisible." Instead, I'm louder than if I just marched my bad self into a seat and took possession of it. At least the man wasn't offended. My mortification won't let me remember his ribbing after the movie was over. I'll just leave it at that. I've shrieked and bellowed (keeping with the barnyard imagery) when quiet and stealth were called for. I've crashed and stumbled into so many things that I'm surprised I haven't broken something. Although I thought I did this past January. I had an epic fall down a flight of concrete stairs. I'm still recovering from that one. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Long story to say, despite my stumbling, Jimmy's out the gates and I'll tell you about that process as I move along. Maybe I'll call those posts, Walk with me Wednesdays. 😁 Better than Stumbling Saturdays. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Although  WWMW had honestly been rolling around in my 🐿-powered mind. 

No one guessed the emojis, so I have no winner for you. I did have some epic prize suggestions. 😂 Although despite the stumbling with this print edition (my formatting is off, again), I still feel like a winner with this emoji fix. 🤞🏼I also figured out how to make an image of a redacted text exchange and post it (I promised it last week). It's in a blog link posted below. If you've already read that post, check out the updated image. 👍🏼

 

In honor of National Dog day (August 26th) I've included one of my favs--a short clip from the dogs driving Minis series. My mutts don't drive Minis, but they ride in them. 🐕🐕 (Click on the box--for some reason the image isn't displaying)

This week's dance is The Lisa (or her pen name, The Deleyna Dance). Hope you are well and that you find something funny, curious, or thought-provoking to brighten your days.

Take care!

~Ami

 

Alter egos, the power of naming, and funny texts--blog links below
National Left-Handers Day, Horse Tales P. 3 (late post)
At Tumbling River Ranch, there was the option to trap shoot–they taught you what you needed to know. I’ve never shot, before. I’m not sure I’ve ever really held a…
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A Funny Exchange and an Idea is Born
Okay, some of you may know that I didn’t run right out and tell you that I made a website. I still chuckle to myself when I say that. I…
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Blog Tour & Thank you!
August 17th kicks off my blog tour. 🎉 I’m going to be featured on a different blog each day. On Thursday there’s an “interview.” I’ll put links to all of…
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Book Release Tomorrow!
Tomorrow is the day of the digital release! I’m so excited. I’ve had some technical difficulties with this manuscript along the way, so here’s 🤞🏼 that all will go smoothly…
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