It's Mia's Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World
Hi all! Happy Labor Day! I hope everyone out there is having a ball on their day off. Okay, I don't mean it that way. I know where your mind went...in the gutter with mine. Although, I must say that having a ball is always a delightful way to spend the day. So if you're getting lucky, more power to you.
Now me? What am I doing? Well, I'm working. Dreadfully boring, huh? Not really. I love writing about...you know what. Hmm, dare I say it on my blog? Of course, I would!
I love to write about love. I bet you thought I was going to say something a little more risqué. Like I don't know...the "F" word.
(gasps) I would never say fuck. Nope, I'm a good girl who would never, ever curse. Hell, I don't even know what a curse word is. Yep, I couldn't say that with a straight face.
Oh crap. Where was I going with this blog? I got sidetracked. (thinking) Ah yes! I was going to explain Mia's Monday Madness.
Picture it—last week, sometime. I'm not sure which day. Sorry. My days tend to blend together. LOL. Anyway, that's beside the point. At some point in the past seven days, I was chatting on the phone with a dear friend of mine, Tina. We were swapping embarrassing stories. If you want to get technical, I was talking, and she was listening. Knowing her, she was taking notes. But that's not important...
While I was in the middle of telling one of my more...shall we say, horrifyingly embarrassing high school stories...Tina made a comment about how I should tell people some of these stories. At first, I was like, "NO! They'll think I'm a complete dork!" But after a little thought and a lot of chatting, I realized it might be fun to share—for me and for my friends. Goodness knows, the people I write about love to share.
Oopsie...lost my train of thought again. Sharing leads my mind into the gutter I just got it out of. Damn it.
Anyway, I do consider all of you friends. You're people that I am blessed to get to share things with. You're people that I enjoy talking to and laughing with. Most importantly, you're people that I want to get to know better, and I hope you feel the same way about me.
In order to do that, I'm going to start sharing things with you—all sorts of things. Each week, I'm going to post a fact, a confession, or something similar about myself. Keep in mind, it'll probably be something completely and totally random because that's the way I roll. It is my greatest hope that you will feel comfortable enough to eventually share things with me in the comments. If not, maybe you'll enjoy some of my madness!
To start off Mia's Monday Madness, I'm going to to go back to where it all began. That means...dum da dum...I'm going to tell you one of the more embarrassing moments of my life.
This one time in high school...Crap, wrong phrase. That's supposed to be band camp.
Hmm...more stories are going to come from that phrase. But not today's.
During my teen years, I had lots of crushes. Okay, that's an understatement. Whoa! Before you get the wrong idea, I wasn't the girl who got banged more than the snooze button on Monday morning. (Thanks Google for that quote!) I was the innocent one. And boy, am I serious about that. But that's another story altogether.
At one point, I had this massive crush on a guy who was a high school God. He was the epitome of bad boy. Did I mention he looked like he could have been twenty-one! So I'm totally crushing on Lucian (*note: Mr. Bad-Boy-Turned-High-School-God's name has been changed to protect his identity—and mine).
Of course, I was a girlie-girl at the time. I loved to dress up in short skirts, form-fitting shirts, and fashionable shoes that I could barely walk in. On that particular day, I was dressed-to-impress Lucian. See, I sauntered by him every morning in the hallway so I had to look good.
Well, it was a dreary day. I remember how it was dark outside, and the ground was still wet from the overnight rain. That should have been a clue to be careful when I walked. But eh, I didn't think about that at the time. All I was worried about was strutting past Lucian. Now what could go wrong with this scenario?
I, Mia Ashlinn, lost my balance and skidded across the slick floor, landing in a heap of half-covered body parts at Lucian's feet. Yep, that was the perfect way to impress him, especially flashing my beautiful, bright thong! I thought I might die. However, I stood up regally and then walked off with my head held high. (snorts) In my dreams, maybe. In reality, I scrambled to my feet and skittered away, pulling at my clothes and praying that my flaming cheeks would quit burning. Sheesh, I had to look like a hideous tomato.
Needless to say, I avoided him like the bloody plague after that. Ironically, he still lives local, and I see him on occasion. Thank goodness, it isn't often!
Now that you know one of my many, many, many embarrassing stories, how about you share one of yours? Leave a comment below, and you will win your choice of an e-book copy of one my Sweet Serenity books, an autographed copy of Destined to be Three in print, or one of Mia's Magical Menage Kits left over from TRC. Please make sure to leave your email address, too! Good luck to you all! XOXOXO!
Love and cherries,
P.S. For being good and reading this long blog, I have a picture for you....