Thursday, January 22, 2015

Review and Blog Talk Radio Interview Links for GGG

Please stop by and view/comment on the review for Green Gooey Goop posted today on

Also, in case you missed it earlier, here is the link to the interview by Renee Hand on Stories from Unknown Authors on Blog Talk Radio.  Enjoy!

Thank you!

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Review by Janet Ann Collins for Green Gooey Goop

Hello, everyone!  Please head over to Jan's On Words Blog for her great review of Green Gooey Goop!  Thank you!

Reminder: Interview on Blog Talk Radio Thursday

Hello, everyone!  This is a reminder that, on Thursday, January 22, 2015, at 1:00 p.m. EST (that's 10:00 a.m. here in California), Renee Hand, author of The Crypto Capers Series, will interview me on Stories from Unknown Authors regarding Green Gooey Goop!  

Click here to listen and follow the show:

I look forward to sharing some time with you on Thursday! 

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Greener, Gooeyer, and Goopier

Here is the new and improved, homemade Green Gooey Goop!  This is even tastier than the pre-packaged liquid spinach I used to chug on my way to work in the mornings.  There's still spinach in it, and other greens, along with avocado, banana, blueberries, and chia seeds.  That's today.  Tomorrow could be completely different. Loving the flexibility and convenience!

Maybe someday, the kid will agree to taste a concoction.  I will continue drinking it in front of him often.  Viva Green Gooey Goop!

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Blog Talk Radio Interview this Thursday

Hello, everyone!  I invite you to join me on Thursday, January 22, 2015, at 1:00 p.m. EST (that's 10:00 a.m. here in California), as Renee Hand, author of The Crypto Capers Series, interviews me on Stories from Unknown Authors regarding Green Gooey Goop!  

Click here to listen and follow the show:

I look forward to sharing some time with you on Thursday!

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Possum the Dog

The first week of the spring semester is usually hectic on a community college campus, so I am naturally caught up in that, as a new crew of students fills the seats and many pairs of inquisitive eyes turn my way, (hopefully) eager for instruction.  It's a great time, full of positive energy and activity, which is wonderful, as I need all the positive energy I can get to direct to my poor little Possum poochie, who has a ruptured disk in his neck.

Normally, Possum, who is a savvy senior at 13 years old, looks like he does in this picture, as he was ready for trick or treating this Halloween.  He's a friendly, happy, active, tail wagging, prancing paws kind of a dog.

Then, I noticed in the past couple months that he wasn't putting his head down to eat his food as quickly as before, and I thought that maybe his vision was not as sharp as it used to be.  I would guide him to the food and coax him gently to eat.  It turns out that this is actually a symptom of a problem with a disk in the neck, and it was painful for him to bend to eat out of his food bowl.  I have since elevated his food and water bowls by placing them on an old monitor riser, and now he doesn't have to bend at all.

Next, he seemed to be moving slower, less quick to chase visiting birds in the back yard (even though he still barked at them just as much--maybe a little more to make up for his reduced activity), and he took my old comforter out of the laundry pile and turned it into a nest.  How many nests does a dog need?  He seriously has a luxury doggy spa environment already, with many comfy beds to rest in and plenty of toys and things actually designed for chewing.  He wanted my blanket that smells like me.

Finally, one evening, when I came home from picking up the boys at school, I heard Possum yelp, which is rare for him to do, so I thought he must be hurt.  He was in the garage, and my other dog, King, was standing next to his little buddy, and he looked at me as if to say, "I don't know what's wrong with him.  I didn't do it!"  Possum seemed to be spasming and lifting his left front paw and yelping, trembling, and panting.  I couldn't find anything wrong with his paw, and every time I tried to touch him, he yelped loudly.  

So that meant a late-night trip to the emergency vet.  I'm so lucky to have a great emergency vet ten minutes away.  I really, really, really am so very grateful for them.  They've helped me before, and they were just as wonderful and compassionate this time as they have been in the past.  Unfortunately, they did give me the bad news that Possum most likely has a ruptured disk in his neck.  

This means that he's nestled in my old blanket most of the time (he gives all of his beds a lay from time to time), surrounded by toys and chew things, swaddled in his Christmas sweater, full of anti-inflammatory meds, pain pills, Pepcid, and his favorite flavors of dog food.  He gets lots of extra love, but I can't really pet him well.  I touch him gingerly and if he yelps, I pull away.  I really just want to hug him, but it hurts.

He has six weeks of this treatment, and then, if he's not paralyzed (or worse), we'll see how mobile he will be from now on.  I'm glad that he's still alive, but I miss our walks.  He can't even wear a leash anymore.  He could wear a harness, but when he pulls on it, that would hurt, too.  I just hope that our last walk around the neighborhood wasn't...our last walk.  On a positive note, he is still just as friendly and happy as always, with the occasional yelp in between a lot of extra sleep.  I just have to make sure he doesn't jump, dig, or do any other acrobatic doggy activities.  

So I'm off to teach more classes today, and Possum will sleep until I get home, when I can give him another pain pill and try to pet him.  I've done the best I can do, and the rest is up to him.  Now I need to go teach students about the wonderful world of writing.  

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Sewing Machines, or the Lack Thereof

Good morning!  As I sip on my newest Nutribullet creation (Acai, pineapple, melon, and romaine), I am grateful for the extra energy that all these fruits and veggies provide, as I have more work to do this morning than I normally would because last night was spent mainly in the garage.  My son's friend has a school project where the students are sewing together a quilt.  My son's group is not sewing yet, but they might in the future.  I wish I had been given a project like this when I was in high school!  The boys' school is part of the New Tech Network, and classes are project-based.  They are asked to act, draw, build, present, and now even sew!  I think it's great that they are assigned creative projects where they get to express themselves in different ways instead of just writing endless reports full of dry research. They really get to engage in the material and interact with the subject matter.

Anyway, so he needs to sew, and I know I have (or had) a sewing machine somewhere.  I distinctly remember having a sewing machine and sewing things when my son was much younger.  So, we tore apart all the boxes (and there are many, many boxes) looking for my sewing machine.  It was like a second Christmas!  I found my framed Disney prints.  I found my undergrad diploma and graduation hat.  I found boxes of toys, clothes, and sporting equipment.  I found a lot of paperwork I don't want to go through right now (or ever).  I found spiders.  I found my sewing box, patterns, and fabric.  I found the power supply--possibly for the sewing machine.  I found the removable base of the sewing machine.  Did we find the sewing machine itself?  No.  No, we did not.

One thing we did find, and I'm glad we did, is a big box full of photo albums.  Remember when cameras used film?  Well, I used a lot of film.  I have loved photography since my first 110 film camera in the mid-1970s when I was in elementary school.  My first photos were of a school trip to Marineland, and I remember feeling so proud of myself for taking them, as I was about 7 or 8 years old.  I have no idea what happened to those pictures, but the photo albums I found are in the time range from a few years before my son was born to when my son was three years old. My son was shocked by the amount of photos I had.  He told me I "wasted a lot of money on film."  I disagree.  Moments are meant to be remembered and treasured.  Photos thrust me back into the moments and bring them alive again.

Each photo holds a story, some good, some not as good, but all are powerful.  While I did not find the sewing machine itself, I found photos of my son wearing pajamas that I created for him, which is proof that I once owned a sewing machine and used it with love.  While this doesn't help with the school project, it warmed my heart to know that I was able to provide these moments for my son, and now we have these photos, we can return to them whenever we wish.  This particular moment is full of Christmas cheer, innocence, and lovingly uneven hems.  In other words, it's perfect.

Monday, January 5, 2015

A Healthy Start

It was time to stop putting it off.  I needed to dust it off and use it.  I am referring to not only this blog but also the unopened NutriBullet box sitting next to my chair in the living room.  The holidays are over, the kid is back in school, I have deadlines looming and a list of things to do, but how can I get it all done and remain positive if I'm not eating healthfully?  How can I continue to market my newest book, based on eating healthfully, if I'm snacking on cookies and fruitcake and sucking down hot cocoa every five minutes?  This book (GGG) is based on when I would slurp down a Naked Juice Green Machine (or something similar) for breakfast each day, and I would try to offer some to my son.  His response was generally imaginative but always a polite, firm no.  My response needed to be yes again, for myself.

I had already read the instructions online, and I knew I should go shopping for ingredients, but I also knew that I probably had enough to get started right away.  I opened the box and rinsed all the cups and blades in hot, soapy water.  Then there was no more putting it off.  I rinsed off a handful and a half of romaine (there goes my Caesar salad for lunch), crammed in a banana (I would have eaten that with my vitamins anyway), and tossed in some frozen strawberries and pineapple.  I topped it all off with a scoop of chia seeds, filled the water to the max line, screwed on the lid, and popped it into the stand.

I'm not sure how long it needed to extract (blend), but it seemed like a long time--too long.  As I was looking for an off switch, I accidentally pulled the plug out of the wall, so that meant it was done, apparently.  It probably was done.  It was done enough.  Then came the moment of truth.

I looked at it for a while.  I gave it a gentle sniff.  It smelled like Caesar salad and banana.  I wasn't entirely sure of this combination.  Maybe I should have used one of the recipes in the book.  I followed the basic pattern of what should be added, but there are much tastier recipes available.  Finally, I gave it a sip, and it tasted pretty good!  Strawberry banana was all I tasted.

I really miss having my "liquid spinach" for breakfast, and now I can make it myself.  I will head to the grocery store soon and pick up a huge bag of spinach and some more bananas and whatever else looks good.  This will become a healthy habit for the new year and beyond, and maybe the kid will someday agree to try some.  I can hope.

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Saturday, January 3, 2015

Readers' Favorite 5-Star Book Review

Hello, everyone!  I would like to share with you the 5-star book review that Green Gooey Goop recently received from Readers' Favorite.  Enjoy!

Book Review
Reviewed by  for Readers' Favorite

Green Gooey Goop, a children's book by Anna C. Morrison, narrates the story of a mom who tries to add more green to her child's meal. She prepares a smoothie-like food with diverse green ingredients inside for her little girl who imagines the green smoothie as a mixture of disgusting and awful things such as sweaty socks and monkey. The little girl needs to eat the smelly green sandwich. She drops it and her dog licks the green stuff spilled on him. What happens to the poor dog is a mystery.

Readers, kids or adults, will enjoy the descriptive and rhyming story of a little girl who hates green stuff in her food. Everyone will enjoy reading this book since it's a common story among kids who prefer more sweets and chocolates rather than green nutritious vegetables. We may have had the same experience when we were children. Morrison just reminds us of the healthiness of green foods. Green Gooey Goop is a fun and insightful book for its readers.

The intuitive and adorable illustrations by Alexander Morris help kids be part of the story, by letting them see horrible things brewing up from the pot mom gave to the little girl. The colors are vivid and attract readers, inviting them to enjoy it to the last moment. This book is a reminder to its readers to live healthily and stop making excuses since vegetables are good for everyone. We must change our eating habits and nutrition to live better and healthier lives.

Readers' Favorite 5 Star Book Review for Green Gooey Goop.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Inlandia Institute

I am pleased to have discovered a page featuring Silly Moments at this site today. I do have connections to the Inland Empire of Southern California, as I lived here from age 10 to various ages of adulthood, in cities including Bloomington, Fontana, Ontario, Alta Loma, Rancho Cucamonga, and Lytle Creek. Thank you, Inlandia, for featuring my work!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!  This year offers the potential of enriched prosperity in all avenues!  Enjoy life as you embark upon new endeavors!