We’re having a great time. I have a wicked summer cold that I can’t seem to kick. Sometimes the boys get whiny because we’re all in close quarters. But, man, we’re having a great time. As usual, it’s one of the highlights of our year. This week will likely just be a quick picture or two when I escape to work via wifi at McDonald’s.
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[Also? I was lucky enough to be included with a list of amazing bloggers as a finalist in BlogHer's Voices of the Year. Honored. Humbled. Thank you.]
This is a special note for those who subscribe to my feed.
I wrote a revealing, literally, post at BlogHer today that I’d love for you to read. Especially if you’re a woman. Not because I think you want to see me in my skivvies but because I have a call to personal action at the end that I think many of us need to hear, repeatedly. In short, the post is about my experience with posing for boudoir photos (sexy, pin-up, lingerie style photos) and how it did, in fact, change my life.
No, I’m not full of it. It really did.
I share it with you for so many reasons. Plus, as I’m wearing firefighter turnout gear in the photos, it’s fire blog related, no? Go give it a read. And a peek.
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