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Welcome to the Writer’s Pub!

Welcome to The Writer’s Pub. If you happened here by chance, I plan on trying to keep you; if you happened here by design you are halfway there, and if you really don’t like bloggers and blogs of any kind, I plan on changing your outlook. So take a seat, here’s a drink and get ready for fun.

Kath

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They have passed and we know not what to do.

Something made me think today (a good thing) about a subject we avoid since not one of us likes to face the fact that we are not immortal. It was reported today on Twit tv that over one million people who are members on Face Book, passed away. Now that is shocking until you remember that there are millions of people on Face Book. I hear that they are taking it seriously in the corporate offices of the Face Book powers that be. Will they turn the departed’s wall into a shrine that we can all sign?

I had a good friend who was online with me at another site. We worked together and exchanged emails. She was funny and a huge help. All of a sudden I realized that she had been missing for a couple of weeks. I had no idea what was going on and emailed her with no answer back. I happened to go to Face Book that day and checked her page and lo and behold, friends were sending her love, prayers and saying how much they missed her. It was a shock and I didn’t know quite what to do since we had only been friends online and she lived with her parents far away from me. Her sweet face still graces my friends list and when it cycles through and I see it it invokes smiles or sadness depending on the day.

So what are your thoughts? How should we handle the situation? Let’s hear from you on what would be appropriate in these new relationships online?

Kath

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What was your most embarassing moment?

We all have had them and unfortunately we never seem to forget them. I have had my share and a few stray ones also. Circa 1992, and we were getting ready to buy our first home. It was an exciting day and it called for some dress-up clothes and shoes. I was dressed in a beautiful tan suit and high heels with panty hose. My husband wore a sport coat and slacks and we arrived at the County Courthouse to meet with the sellers and lawyers from both sides to sign the paperwork.

Our Courthouse was an old but beautiful building. There was a long flight of stone stairs leading up to the front doors. I didn’t wear high heels too often since I am tall  and didn’t want to dwarf those around me. 🙂 As we climbed the stairs, my ankle gave way and I took a header in front of anyone and everyone who had appointments and work that day at the Courthouse. My husband helped me up and I had torn the front of my panty hose from knee to halfway down my shins and scraped both knees which were now bleeding profusely. I cleaned up as good as I was able and we entered the lawyer’s office while they stared at my torn panty hose and bloody knees. It took a bit of the excitement out of the day and added a different type back in.

So, let’s hear yours. You know you have a few….right????

Kath

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I’m Posting every day in 2011!

I am new to this site even though I have owned my own blogs before and it’s wear & tear on your psyche as well as your feet and backs.Plus there is no community feeling that goes on in your own site. Here at WordPress.com, that is exactly what you get. A personal feeling that draws you in and soon you are looking for long lost relatives and friends.

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now while I am young enough to maybe see it through..  I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

Signed,

Kathie Berry