Three Years of Change – Post Six-Hundred-Seventy-One

Today is the 3 year anniversary of Red Hero.

Here’s what to expect:

  • A new item on the It list
  • A post in honor of the 3 years I’ve spent with you all.
  • And possibly a guest post from a dear friend and avid follower.


Au revoir,


Three Years; Going Back to Basics – Post Six-Hundred-Fifty-Eight

Hello, darlings.
Can you believe that it’s almost been 3 years? I can’t. You all have been so wonderful to me; all so very inspiring. To those of you who have been here since the beginning: I appreciate and hold you all near and dear to my heart. To those who are newer, I hope you’ve enjoyed what you’ve partaken in thus far. You are all loved and appreciated greatly for all of your support.

Now, to explain the photo. Ghandi apparently wrote down 10 fundamentals for changing the world (as you can see.) I decided that, for my 3rd Red Hero anniversary, I’m going to write a post on each of these 10 fundamentals. I’m going to write about what they mean to me, and how I’m going to apply them to my daily life for the next year – along with the rest of my life.

So, basically, expect one post a day, starting tomorrow, for the next 10 days.

Au revoir,


Carry On – Post Six-Hundred-Fifty-Seven

I’m thoroughly excited. I signed up for 2 fall classes. One regards poetry, and the other novel writing. I can’t wait to get back into school! How exciting it will all be.

I still haven’t decided what language I want to study for 2 years for my associates. Maybe I’ll do one of my heritage languages. I have so many to choose from. Portuguese, perhaps?

Red Hero will be 3 years old on the 18th. I do hope I don’t forget it this year and post something late. I don’t even know what I’m going to post, yet. I suppose I should start brainstorming . . .

Also, I bought a trunk for It. It’s a beautiful military trunk. It will hold all my precious completed items and photos of my adventures with It. (: I can’t wait to start filling it up.

Carry on, I fairly say to you.
I’ve no right to ponder your iniquities.
Don’t you realize I love you all the same?
For your battles, for your triumphs,
For your failures; for you.

Au revoir,