Minimalist Art Steampunk Style

As you guys know, Kevin (hubby) and I are moving towards living a minimalist lifestyle, and we’re loving it.

Did you know, Kevin is an artist?

I don’t remember if I’ve told you that or not.

. . . Well, he is, and the other day he created some cool ass steampunk/futuristic designs with only two things.

Can you guess what they were?

It was totally organic/natural . . .

. . . He created the following designs with only a flippin’ ink pen and pad of paper.

Here’s what they look like on paper.

Wouldn’t they look good on a T-shirt and sweatshirt hoodie?

Hell ya, they would!

The steampunk gangsta car would look sweet on a sweatshirt hoodie.

-So, I decided to take his hand drawn designs another step forward and did just that.

They are now in our Etsy store (DARETOLIVESHOP), because those designs are too cool not to share them with the world and give the 
people who appreciate organic/hand drawn art, the opportunity to wear it.

There will be more hand drawn by pen designs by Kevin in the future, and I’m excited to find out what he comes up with next. I’m trying to talk him into creating a steampunk-type cat that is writing for a T-shirt design, but being an author, I understand you can’t force creativity, so if he’s feeling inspired to draw it, he will, if not, something else kickass will come into fruition.

-Anyway, this is another step towards the life we’re creating.

Baby steps, remember?

Our Etsy store is a side hustle that I haven’t had time to focus on to grow because I’ve been working on other projects that’ll eventually come into play with the life we’re creating.

This shit takes time, and sometimes it seems like it’s taking forever and nothing is working. That’s where patience comes in and me giving myself a pep talk on not to give up, keep going.

Eventually, everything will come together and all our hard work will pay off.

We recently did an overview on everything we’ve done this year. We’re proud of ourselves for all that we’ve accomplished, and we’re happy where we’re at and the path we’re on.

Here’s a little reminder.


Why We're Ditching The Conventional Lifestyle And Daring To Live

As you guys know, we’ve been renovating our RV. We’d be totally done by now if the weather wasn’t so miserably hot and humid last summer.

Those of you who have been following me know that Kevin and I were going to start a YouTube Channel to document our journey.

. . . Well, Kevin started it, posted up some content, and today we filmed an About Us episode. We’re totally newbies, but hey, every pro was once a newbie.

Growth begins and magic happens when you step out of your comfort zone.


Nine Cool Gifts You'll Want To Check Out

Are you ready for Cyber Monday?

Even though I’ll be at the office, I’m sure we’ll be popping online to Amazon and some of the other cyber stores to check the kick ass deals that’ll be happening.

I totally prefer shopping this way than dealing with the long ass lines and rude people.

*This page contains affiliate links, which means I may earn a commission if you use them at no additional cost to you. I only recommend things that I love.*

. . . Anyway, I had so much fun finding cool and unique gifts for the last post I wrote, I thought I’d do another one.

I’m helping you take the guess work out of what the hell to buy so and so who is hard to shop for.

1.) This is a unique and popular gift for cigar lovers. It’s a portable cigar humidor case.

How cool is that?

Years ago, I worked at a newsstand that sold cigars and had a huge humidor room just for them. I used to love going into that room because the smell in there was awesome.

2.) This EzRoller Classic Ride On is a neat gift for a kid and the lime green is a great color.

3.) I’m a brandy drinker. I have one or two shots a night—sometimes three. This is a great gift to give someone like me. The bottom line says: Good day. The middle line says: Bad Day. The top line says: What Day?

Love it.

It’s a 11oz. rocks glass.

Who loves to star gaze?

I do.

4.) The Laser Twilight Light is a neat gift.

5.) This laptop backpack is really cool. I bought my first laptop this year and would appreciate this water-resistant anti-theft backpack. It even has a USB charging port.

You can also use it as a hiking daypack.

6.) I bought a hammock last summer for when we are full-time travelers. I wish I would have known about this Winner Outfitters Double Hammock. It’s the #1 best seller in camping hammocks. This will make a great gift for people who love to camp.

7.) This snow cone maker is a fun gift to get. Your kid(s) will love it. When we were kids, my sister had the Snoopy snow cone maker.

Remember the Snoopy snow cone maker?

This snow cone maker can be a family gift that everyone will enjoy.

8.) An airfryer is super popular now. I tried chicken nuggets that were air fried, and they turned out great. If you’re a fried food lover like me but want to eat healthier, you’ll want to get an air fryer.

9.) This is a cool gift for beer lovers. It’s a home beer brewing kit where you can make your own beer. 🍺

How cool is that?

There you have it. Nine cool gifts to get this holiday season.

Cheers! 🥂


Eight Cool Gift Ideas For The Holidays

Christmas is almost here.

Can you believe it?

This Friday is a HUGE shopping day.

This coming Monday is Cyber Monday, which is another MAGA shopping day, but from the comforts of our home.

I prefer that one over dealing with the crowds.

Don’t you?

. . . Anyway, I’m going to be sharing some cool gift ideas that'll help you during this gift giving season.

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1.) Savvy Infusion Water Bottles are a hot item right now, and I just might have to get me one.

2.) Okay, you guys. I don’t give a flying flip what anyone says, this product here is a cool ass gift to give a guy . . . or anyone who would enjoy infusing their booze. It’s the SPIRIT INFUSION KIT. You can make flavored vodka. 🍸

3.) Speaking of alcohol. This next gift idea is a good one to give a guy who loves beer. It’s beer chiller sticks. Check it out.

4.) Lagunamoon Essential Oils is a best selling item. I love essential oils and have been seriously debating on selling them.

Don’tcha hate trying to figure out what to make for supper? I know I’m always trying to think of what to make that night or the next day.

. . . Well, here’s a fun gift to get for yourself or for someone else you know who would get a kick out of this.

5.) It’s a cookbook entitled: What the F*@# Should I Make For Dinner?: The Answers to Life’s Everyday Questions (in 50 F*@#ing Recipes) 😂

6.) Another popular item I’ve been seeing that's super cool is Himalayan Sea Salt Lamps. They’re gorgeous and creates a soothing glow.

7.) Bath bombs are still hot and has been voted as the #1 gift for the holidays. I really like this bath bomb set because it’s all natural and the essential oil and vegan part caught my attention as well.

8.) Do you know anyone who loves to garden? Here’s a cool gift to give them. Exotic vegetables grow kit. It comes with 5 unique plants to grow from seed.

Wrapping it up (no pun intended).

I enjoyed discovering these cool and unique gift ideas to tell you about. Hopefully, I saved you time and stress on what the hell you’re going to get Aunt Mae who has everything under the sun or your friend who's on a diet and doesn’t like to drink plain, boring water.


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Natural Therapy That Works

There are points in our lives where we need time to decompress, relax, and allow our soul to catch up with our body and clear our mind from the stress and bullshit life tends to throw at us.

What does one do to recharge her or himself and live a positive and healthy life?

. . . Well, it depends on the person, but there’s a beautiful, nonjudgmental, therapist waiting for all of us. She doesn’t care what color we are, if we’re straight, gay, bi, trans, etc.

She’s glorious and sometimes menopausal.

She’s nature

What’s sad is a lot of people overlook nature’s beauty and what we can learn from it. Instead, they’re too busy paying attention to their cell phones, unaware of what’s around them.

Does anyone ever look up at the sky and make shapes out of clouds anymore?

We do, and I wonder if anyone else does.

We go outside and explore as much as we can and will eventually be living off-grid. 

Our way of life and the life we're creating for ourselves doesn't make us better or lesser than anybody else. 

We all have our own paths to follow (no pun intended).

-But, I have to tell ya, being out in nature is good for the soul.


It's therapy.

Try it.

You’d be amazed at how much better you’d feel after wandering around outside like you used to do when you were a kid.

If we were meant to stay in one place, we’d have roots instead of feet.

Here are some recent pictures of our adventures in the woods.

We decided to try out our big ass backpacks on this trip to see how well we'd do.

Kevin did excellent. 

He was in his element. 

In fact, he was walking too fast for my short legs to keep pace with him, and he ended up way ahead of me. I had to call out to him to slow down. He apologized and said it was his Army training that kicked in, and he didn't realize it until I said something. LOL

. . . And then there was me with my big ass backpack. This was the first time I’d ever worn it while hiking. It was comfortable, however, I couldn’t explore like I wanted to, so I decided next time I’d try my smaller pack instead.
-So, on the next trip we wore our smaller packs.

Kevin prefers his bigger one, but I prefer this one instead.

We had a great time.

It started to rain when we were a mile and a half away from our destination.

Good thing we have kickass rain gear.

We had so much fun! 

Adventures are good for the mind, body, and soul.

Mother nature is the best therapist ever. 

 . . . And it’s free!


Free YA Paranormal Romance Ebook

Beyond the Eyes is the first book in my YA paranormal romance trilogy. It was chosen by readers as one of the best books in that genre, and the ebook is FREE.

What’s it about?

I’ll tell ya . . .


Paige knows evil exists in this world, but she never imagined it would want something from her.

In the small town of Astoria, Oregon, surrounded by deep forest and endless
mountains, another world thrives . . . a menacing one where dark spirits dwell in soulless humans. Seventeen-year-old Paige Reed lives in this lush, picturesque setting. She’s not your average teen, though she appears to be. She’s been receiving cryptic premonitions from a ghostly voice since the age of four. After she hears a haunting message about herself, supernatural occurrences begin to confuse her.

Nathan Caswell seems to peer into Paige’s soul, evoking a magnetic energy between them they cannot deny. They’re connected. But he’s no ordinary guy. He tracks dark spirits and becomes alarmed when they set their sights on Paige. 

When two power-hungry malevolent beings make demands on her, she realizes then the fate of mankind rest in her hands. Her world quickly turns inside out where the impossible becomes possible, and in the end she’s faced with a life changing decision that will not only alter her existence but the world as she knows it.

Can a deeply troubled teen overcome her own demons in order to fight those lurking about? With the past and present colliding, Paige must make the ultimate mortal choice. Will it be the right one? 

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Nathan had Romulus by the throat. I gasped and clapped a hand over my mouth. Romulus’ eyes were bulging out of their sockets. Wet choking sounds came out of his open mouth, his face turning shades of red and purple.
Omigod! Nathan was going to kill him.
“Nathan!” I screamed.
He whipped his head around, and I winced at the murderous look on his face. He caught my reaction, blinked, and threw him over three cars. My mouth dropped at how far he flew, landing on an old pickup. He slid off, and charged at Nathan. He threw punches, but Nathan’s hands moved and blocked them with ease. I stood in awe, watching his movements blurring before my eyes. Romulus was fast too, but not nearly as fast or strong as Nathan. He threw another punch at Nathan, but Nathan ducked and did a roundhouse kick, slamming a foot into
Romulus’ face, sending him sprawling backward onto the asphalt.
“Paige, move away from the car,” Nathan called out, snatching him by the collar of his denim jacket, yanking his wrist behind his back, holding them in a vise grip.
I did what he said, and he threw him on top of the hood with a loud thud, smashing his face into it. With his other hand, Nathan gripped the back of Romulus’ neck, pinning him. He bellowed a deep, throaty laugh, his colorless eyes locking onto mine. His bloody lips turned into a sneer, and he hissed through broken teeth.
Icy blood flooded my veins. His white eyes totally freaked me out, and I wondered how they changed like that. I took a couple cautious steps back, intimidated by the hatred I saw in them. I mean, why would he want to hurt me? I’d never done anything bad to anybody, and I always went out of my way not to offend or hurt a soul.
Nathan applied added pressure. “You will stay away from her!” he said through clenched teeth, surprising me with how angry he sounded.
When Romulus spoke, my stomach twisted. His deep voice lashed out with harsh words that sounded similar to the Latin I’d heard when I went to an old Catholic mass with Carrie. It also reminded me of The Exorcist when the priest spoke to the entity inside the little girl.
Holy crap! 
Was there a demon inside this guy?
My heart and lungs froze. I stumbled backward into the car behind me, feeling myself fading into a gray, swirling cloud.
“Breathe, Paige,” Nathan’s rough voice ordered. My gaze shifted to Nathan. “Breathe,” he repeated. His anxious eyes and commanding voice jolted me into opening my mouth and
breathing in large quantities of air.
Romulus said my name and spit out something in the Latin-sounding language, laughing maniacally. 
I didn’t know what he said, but Nathan seemed to understand it, and the expression on his face turned lethal. He grabbed a fistful of hair, yanked back, and bent low so his lips were next to Romulus’ ear. Nathan spoke rapidly.
Whatever Nathan said made Romulus scream in horror. And then Nathan did something that totally flabbergasted me. He placed his palm on Romulus’ forehead, and in a strong and powerful voice, he chanted an incantation in Latin. Romulus thrashed his body about, but Nathan’s strength overwhelmed him. He wailed an agonizing screech that echoed all around us. I covered my ears. A cold gust of wind blew passed me, brushing against my cheek, lifting the hair off my shoulder. I shivered, and hugged my arms tightly around myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the body that now lay limp on the hood of my car.
Nathan looked up, still holding him down. “Are you okay?”
I moved my lips to respond, but no words came out. I wanted to say, “Um, hel-lo. I just witnessed you casting a demon out of some dude and saw how fast and strong you are. What the hell are you?” But I didn’t.
Nathan slung the guy over his shoulder. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
Then he disappeared. But before I could try to rationalize the events, I was in his arms, shaking. He held me and whispered soothing words into my ear. Even though I had no idea how he could do those things or what he was, I felt warm and safe in his arms.


Free Ebook In Honor Of Veteran’s Day!

Kicker (The Forgotten Front) is free on Amazon November 9, 10, and 11, to honor  veterans. Here's the link:

This book sheds light on our forgotten veterans of the China-Burma-India theater in World War II.

R. Grey Hoover who is the author of Kicker, asked me if I’d help him spread the word about his free book. It’s his tribute to those veterans. Of course, I said yeah. I’ve always supported our veterans who honorably served our country, and every chance I get, I thank them for their service.

World War II is raging. A young father must choose between his family and duty to his country- a decision that could cost him everything.
Based on actual experiences of United States veterans and official military aviation history records from World War II, this is the thrilling story of a family’s journey into war. While his loved ones struggle with shortages and rationing at home, Sam endures relentless Japanese attacks against his unarmed aircraft over the treacherous mountains and torrid jungles of Asia. His job is to drop supplies to Merrill’s Marauders and over 750,000 allied soldiers fighting in the perilous jungles of Burma. If the enemy is not stopped, the American way of life will end.
If you like non-stop action with a touch of humor and romance and the chance to learn about the “forgotten front” of WWII, then this is the book for you.

R Grey Hoover is an Air Force veteran with a family tradition of military service that dates back to the American revolution. He wrote his book “Kicker the forgotten front” to honor his father and the other veterans of World War II who fought in the China-Burma-India (CBI) theatre.  During the war, the European and Pacific theatres got most of the supplies and media attention leaving the CBI theatre with the leftovers. Even in today’s media coverage of World War II the CBI theatre is never mentioned. The author’s book is an attempt to correct this gross oversight.

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      Sam and Bobby Joe were totally exhausted when they crawled into their charpoys. The harrowing events of the day had taken its toll on them physically and mentally. In spite of the heat and noise of the jungle, Sam felt the blessed relief of sleep approaching soon after his head hit the pillow. However, as he drifted off, a feeling of unease came over him. It was a feeling that something was wrong, not here in India, but at home. He didn’t know if he felt uneasy because he still hadn’t received mail from home or because of some unknown reason, but the feeling stayed with him until he finally succumbed to his exhaustion and slipped into a deep sleep.

Thankfully, his slumber was not disturbed by his recurring nightmare, and he slept soundly until the wee hours of the morning when he suddenly awoke not knowing what had disturbed him. A light rain was falling outside, and except for an occasional flash of distant lightning, the basha was in total darkness. He lay very still, listening to the sounds around him. He strained his hearing, but no sound came except for the steady breathing of the sleeping men around him. After several minutes, he relaxed, thinking his imagination was playing tricks on him. He was almost asleep again when he thought he detected a faint unfamiliar sound coming from somewhere in the basha. Once again, he listened intently, not sure he had heard anything; but then he heard the sound again—only this time it seemed closer, and he was sure it came from within the basha. He couldn’t quite place the sound, but it seemed like something soft brushing against an object. He listened closely, but all was silent. None of the other men in the basha stirred, and after an extended period of silence, he relaxed once again in anticipation of sleep.

      He was in that dreamy state just before slumber when he felt the presence of something or someone nearby. Once again, his senses came to full alert, and he made a conscious effort not to move. He listened carefully, bringing all his senses to bear. He could see or hear nothing, and yet he was sure something was there. He was startled when someone at the other end of the room moved, but then all was silent once again. He was lying on his back, so he slowly moved his head to the right and scanned the darkness.

      At first he saw nothing, but then attention was drawn to a slight movement at the foot of his bed. He couldn’t make out what it was. It appeared to be an undistinguishable shadow against the darker background of the room. As he watched, the shadow moved, and he held his breath as it silently glided along the side of his bed. There was no sound as it moved, and it slowly drew nearer and stopped near the head of his bed. He could tell that it was something large, but due to the extreme darkness, he was unable to see what it was. His instincts told him this was something dangerous and evil, and the hairs on the nape of his neck stood erect. At that moment, a distant flash of lightning faintly illuminated the scene, and in that instant of light, Sam could see the large form of a tiger standing beside him.

The animal’s head was enormous. Its eyes, momentarily reflecting light from the faraway lightning, gave the beast an evil, devil-like appearance. This was death incarnate staring directly at him.

      Sam was frozen with fear, and his heart seemed to stop. His .45-caliber pistol hung on the wall not three feet away, and he cursed himself for not keeping it inside the mosquito netting with him. He knew the tiger could see that he was awake, and he feared any movement would cause it to attack. The animal stepped closer, and Sam could see its dim outline and smell its damp fur and the fetid odor of its breath. The tiger appeared to know its victim was helpless. The great beast took its time as it sniffed the mosquito netting as if testing its strength. Slowly it raised a huge paw and placed it against the puny impediment. The tiger’s claws caught in the netting, and with a mighty swipe, it ripped the flimsy material away from the bed.

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