I’m Still Alive And Breathing!!!

Wow – long time no post!

Somehow I lost my notebook that had all of my passwords (blogs, recovery emails,  etc) for several months and when Mama found it today while going through I crossed my fingers hoping wordpress didn’t delete my blog – yay! Thank you WordPress!!!!

So a lot has happened in the past several months and upon reflection of this past year, my personal growth has been even more explosive than last year -WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

I tried entering the Industry Insiders Screenwriters Contest last year, but unfortunately it wasn’t the right time. Now, finally I have registered for this year’s contest and am working on my entry every chance I have on my breaks at work and on weekends. I chose the logline that resonated with me and although I have a small case of writers block with the opening,, I’m confident in my ability to create a script that will get noticed whether or not I win the contest (although that is the ultimate goal.)


And then not soon afterwards Mama accidentally cut the laptop’s power cord, so I haven’t been able to play with my program much but that will soon be remedied 🙂 🙂

So thank you to any and all who may still be checking my blog after all this time!

Hugs to you all!!!!!!



“Awesomely Peachy”

So if anyone knows me, they know I use the term “awesomely peachy” in response to their inquiry of how I am. When I went to the dollar store today, the guy there did a double take and asked me to repeat my phrase. I explained that although “well” is proper English, it sounds so….BORING. Whereas “awesomely peachy” means life can’t get any better. He said it was cool and jokingly said he should pay me for it. 🙂  I never put it together until he said it:
Awesomely peachy. Life can’t get any better.

I said “I should trademark that!” He agreed. He also said he was going to start using that with his customers. How cool is that?

(I would add as a side note, I think “awesome” is WAY too overly used!) 🙂

Also, he was pulling out his phone to write it down as I was walking out the door.  🙂

Have You Ever Really Thanked Your Mother?

So a few weeks ago, I had a……..bit of a meltdown. (Facing one’s demons is never a pleasant experience.) It was one of the few times in my life where I was really crying. I mean really crying. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t cry, and if I do, something is very very wrong. (As Mama puts it “My up girl is down – what’s wrong?”) It was incredibly scary. The shock of having to face it, and to do it so quickly definitely put me into emotional overdrive, and the fountains of the deep opened up. As I lay there late that night, sobbing, wallowing in self-pity, wondering why it had to be me, what did I do wrong, why the things that have happened to me happened to me, etc., Mama held me. Yes, I am a full-grown woman, but sometimes, we need our parents to face our battles for us, no matter our age. That’s called being a good parent. Thankfully she knew I wasn’t ready, and didn’t press the matter. She calmed me down and put my mind at ease.

The next day, my mind began reflecting upon the things she’d done for me over the years. From carrying me, to giving birth to me (she was a trooper!) to being patient with her extremely strong-willed and independent 2-year-old little girl, all the way up to trying to keep it together when things got really bad, to always providing for me, to the best of her abilities, and just trying to be the best parent she knew how, no matter how many times she didn’t feel like it, or was scared, or felt like she failed me. She just kept pressing on.

So much has happened to us, especially in the last year. She’s done a phenomenal job of keeping it together when her mettle was tested.  It dawned on me that I have never really thanked her for everything she’s done and everything she continues to do for me.

Although this coincides with Mother’s Day, this applies to fathers too. Or to whomever has been there for us during the darkest times in our lives. So have you ever really thanked your mother/father/guardian?

A special thank you goes to all of our hardworking parents out there, and for you, Mama:

Thank you again, for always cheering me on in my triumphs, and holding me when I feel my world is falling apart. Happy Mother’s Day from your IsaBooBell 😀

A Mother’s Reassurance


I haven’t posted in awhile because other things have unfortunately taken precedence over my blog. 😦

I received some really good news and it’s helping my dreams become a reality.  In a way, it’s terrifying, but really exciting, because I know it’s something I can do, and do well at. Like I was made for it.


Anyways, do you ever feel like you’re turning into your parent(s)? Like you’re losing your sense of individuality? 

Well, there’s nothing like a mother’s reassurance:




                                                                                              (just realized) 

                                                                         Man alive – I’m turning into my mother!




                                                                      Don’t be scared – it’s worked for me for a long time.












Happy New Year!

This year is MY year. This year is the start of my dreams finally coming true. Although slightly daunting, it’s overall VERY exciting!! My level of personal growth this past year has been through the roof, and I feel that now, starting with this year, I’m ready for my dreams. The question is – are they ready for me? 😉

Look out world – here I come!!!!

Humorous Questions that make You Think Twice Part 2

Motivational Magic

Why is the third hand on the watch called a second hand?

Why is it that when you’re driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio?

Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dish washing liquid made with real lemons?

Are part-time band leaders semiconductors?

Can you buy an entire chess set in a pawnshop?

Day light savings time-why are they saving it and where do they keep it?

Did Noah keep his bees in archives?

If a person owns a piece of land do they own it all the way down to the core of the earth?

Why can’t women put on mascara with their mouth closed?

Why is it called Alcoholics Anonymous when the first thing you do is stand up and say, ‘My name is Bob, and I am an alcoholic’?

Why are they called stairs inside but steps…

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