That Palolo Life

I want to finish writing my book this year. Or write a completely different book. Or whatever. Anything. As long as I write something. I went a full year and a half not having written a single thing. It's like my 8 year old. She is crazy about reading and at 7 years she had the reading level of a 14 year old. So cool. And then I moved her to another school which didn't really put emphasis on reading (don't even get me started on this stupid school...not promote reading, WHAT? Shit). So yeah by the end of the year, she wasn't interested in reading, her grammar was shit, and I have to move her to another school! So back to me. I have to will myself to blog, to jumpstart my writing again. I mean, my writing is so awesome, I must share this awesomeness with the world by publishing a book. Thing is, I want to be a millionaire. Will publishing an awesome book make me some money? Will I be a New York bestselling author? Auuu....kele mafaufauga ae le aikae muamua e kusi l...

It's 2019. Yippy dee doo. We're blogging again, me and my alter egos. This year it's gonna be real. It's gonna be all about how I slayed the dragon this year. How I overcome all my fears and weaknesses. How I rose above and was a better mom to my kids, better daughter to my parents, better sister to my brothers and sisters, better employee to my boss, better pet owner to my dogs, better baker for my customers, better partner to my houseboy, better in bed (also to the houseboy), better friend, and better child of God. So yeah. We're gonna be better dude. P.S. Please note not once did I mention drinking. Guess what, I quit. Boom. We leave this post on a cliffhanger.