Much like any author out there, sleeping does not come easily to me. It turns out I have the worst insomnia of anyone I have ever met. Since I was a little girl, to help myself fall asleep, I would recite stories. Each night I would pick up where the story left off previously until the tale was complete. One morning, after I finished a particularly fun story, I decided I wanted to start sharing them with others. A few months later, here I am, sharing my lack of sleep with all of you. Who says the stories in our heads can’t be fun for others?
I think I will bestow upon you some fun facts about me.
Fun Facts for Stumbling Into the Holidays:
My husband fell through our ceiling this year. That’s where the scene came from. He was fine. Just his ego was hurt. There are pictures of this in my reader group if you want a good laugh.
My Corgi’s Frank and Lillian are more like Lord Waffles than you think.
I love Sushi.
I strive to be Mildred when I’m older.
I am obsessed with candles. Like really obsessed. It’s almost scary, but shh, that will be our secret.
I was pushed out of the bed this morning by Frank, and my husband still says it was me and not the dog. That jerk. :)
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