(if this looks familiar, it’s because I post a version of it every year)
It was 19 years ago today that Douglas Stormer married MontiLee Points at the Silver Bell Wedding Chapel in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Category: compassionate narcissist
*clears throat* …Um… <feedback> <echo> okay, so .. um… *bumps mic* Hi, my name is MontiLee (or Penda, depending on how long you’ve been following me), and you may remember me from such blog posts as The Chicken Man of Madison Heights and Memories of Another When. Part of what I want to do this […]
I’m still coming down from the Great Genealogy Hunt in Alabama (which is being written in exhaustive chunks), but the feels have remained warm and happy. In the last two weeks, I’ve been a featured selfie on an HWA site – I’ve been accepted in a drabble anthology (which you can pre-order), and another anthology I’ll be […]
I wrote this and it’s taped over the coffee maker in the common area. Out of the 8 people that wander up to drink coffee, I’m one of 2 that actually bother to make it. The most common complaint was they they didn’t know how, so I created a WORK INSTRUCTION on how to make […]
I’m not heading back to sleep and time soon, so friends, sensitives, Witches, dreamologists, have at it. I’ll tell you what I can. Lots going on in this one, and I don’t dream often (at least that I remember upon waking) but we’ll cut to the chase. Group of us walking to our cars. Workman […]
(if this looks familiar, it’s because I post a version of it every year) It was 18 years ago today that Douglas Stormer married MontiLee Points in Las Vegas, Nevada. We had saved up our money for over a year, planned two and a half days on the train, three days in Vegas and one week in […]