Cafe Press

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Hey everyone. I’ve been out discovering new cool things to write about here and also been super busy with life. 🙂 But I wanted to share a cool site I found that I had never heard of. I think you’ll like it. It’s called Cafe Press. You can purchase tons of products from throw pillows to mugs and tee shirts, etc with special graphics and text on them. There are so many cute, funny, beautiful and wonderful items over there. Take a peek and let me know what you think!

You can visit the main website here:
Cafe Press Website

I will be loading some graphics that I made specially for Cafe Press in the next few days and weeks, so take a peek at those also. You can see my Designer page at:

Eileen’s Cafe Press Designer Page

Today’s OneWord: Dehydrated

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Marcy opened her eyes slowly. She felt weird, her body felt weird and she was in pain. Opening her eyes didn’t help the situation. She was upside down, still in her seat belt, but the car was upside down. The windshield was smashed in and there was glass all over the car. Marcy realized she had been in the car for quite a while and was probably dehydrated as well as suffering internal injuries.

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Today’s OneWord: Porter

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“You did what to the porter?!” Alex almost screamed the question at Marcy.
Marcy giggled and staggered a little.
“I pretended like I tripped and showed him my ass as I fell down.”
She laughed like it was the funniest thing ever.
Alex grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.
“Did you have panties on?” He growled into her face.
Marcy, realizing he was truly angry, shook her head slowly from side to side.

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Today’s OneWord: Manners

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Minding my manners, I carefully dabbed at the corners of my mouth with the fine linen napkin. My stomach was churning so fast, it was a miracle I could keep anything down. I glanced at Stephen. He smiled warmly at me. I felt encouraged so I looked down the table at his mother, the Matriarch of the family. She looked from Stephen to me and glowered. She mouthed the word “NO” at me and slightly shook her head as if to tell me Stephen would never be mine. The fight was on.

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Today’s OneWord: Substances

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“Foreign Substances.”
She looked askance at him and quirked an eyebrow.
“Foreign Substances?”
He frowned and glared at her.
“Yes, Foreign Substances.” He said it as if he thought her an idiot. “What else would you call it, Ms. Flint?”
She grinned and placed a sassy hand on her hip.
“Well, I’d call it dog shit, Earl. But that’s just me.”

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Today’s OneWord: Doorknob

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I entered the deserted home and flicked on the entry lights as I shut the door behind me. Laying my briefcase and keys on the kitchen counter, I walked through the house turning on lights. My client would arrive soon and I wanted to make sure things looked inviting and smelled pleasant after the house had been shut up for so long.

Entering the master bedroom, I noticed the doorknob was loose. Bending to take a look at the issue, I heard a creak behind me and turned quickly. Seeing nothing and no one in the room with me, I turned back to the doorknob. There it was again. Closer this time. I stood up slowly and looked over my shoulder. As I turned, a cold wind blew past and through me, taking my breath away.

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Today’s OneWord: Bandages

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I knew I was awake, but I couldn’t see a thing. My eyes were open but everything was black. I lay perfectly still, testing my body to see if I could move. I could wiggle my toes and lift my legs. Every movement hurt. I raised an arm to feel my face. I touch something soft and spongy. Bandages. My face was completely covered in bandages.

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Today’s OneWord: Adviser

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She scowled as her adviser talked. Thoughts ran through her head, unhindered.

“You’re the moron. I’m not stupid. I know what I know.”

She never should have told him about the voices she hears when no one else hears them. The people who talk to her that no one else can hear or see. She should have kept that to herself.

“Know what, Mr. Peterson?” She blurted out in the middle of his monologue, “I think I’m cured.”

Grabbing her book bag, Karen flounced out of the office without so much as a ‘Good Day.’

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Book Project: Notes

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As some of you may know, I am currently working on a book project. I have been interviewing Psychics and Mediums in the Oregon area for several weeks now. It is amazing the generosity and kindness these women have shared with me.

It is incredible to me that these women who I have spoken with have given freely of their time and information to someone they don’t know, have never heard of and they get nothing out of it themselves. After speaking with these women, I feel . . . hopeful. I feel like I have met someone who is kind and truly looking to help those who need guidance and help.

Some people think that Psychics and Mediums are evil or worship the devil. This could not be further from the truth. All of the women I have spoken to speak of their messages coming from a place of great love, where angels help the messages come through, and higher powers guide their messages to help those seeking information and guidance or closure from a loved one’s death.

I am encouraged and empowered to bring this book project to completion and bring to light all the wonderful work these people do. To tell their stories and help people understand these gifts and abilities that were given to help, not to hurt. Today’s Psychics and Mediums are not giving death sentences and dark foretellings of your future. They are seeking to help you find your path in life and bring you happiness and peace. How can that be wrong or evil?

Today’s OneWord: Suggestion

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Weary from a long day of no leads, I was hardly in the mood to take Mark’s suggestion, but I had a few of my own.

I quirked an eyebrow at him and said, “So?”

“So? What do you mean, so?”

“I mean ‘So’, Mark. So what? So he had a gun. So he had no alibi. So he had a flimsy motive. So fucking what. I’m telling you, he’s NOT THE GUY.” I slammed my palm onto the desk for emphasis.

Mark, unimpressed, said, “I’m bringing him in.”

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