Dear Readers,
You have experienced me bending your ear about my wack-a-do problems. Now it’s your turn.
Welcome to my advice shtick, “Dear Ms. Love n Happiness” where I try to help you sort through your own brand of crazy. Put down that Zima. No, Cheetos are not going to help you. Back away from your hair with the scissors. We can get through this.
Could you PRETTY please take a moment to do two things?
1) Jot down a question about life & fire it off to me: ms.lovenhappiness@gmail.com.
Don’t worry! You & anyone you speak about will remain completely incognito, unless of course you are glutton for glory.
Fear not! If you don’t have the time or you are too verklempt to craft a question, it could be a simple prompt. Think Mike Myers and Coffee Talk. Give me a topic & I will discuss. Of course if you feel inspired WRITE ON!
My areas of (supposed) expertise: Single parenting, parenting, dating, blending families, relationships, crazy ex’s, when you are the crazy ex, really, really ridiculously dysfunctional families, antics, rants, fun & trying your damnedest to live a good life. And! Powered by the World Wide Web & a library card, I will even do research if I don’t have the answer. I. Am. Not. Scared.
And, while I may seem like a snarky puss, I am actually rather kind & kinda deep. Kinda.
2) Recruit a friend to do the same! Please, let your friends, colleagues & family members critique my perspective & crappy grammar! The more the merrier.
Let’s Talk!
Love,
C.
PS
I pick questions in a random-ish nature. Maybe I’ll do some screwy version of numerology, or put slips of paper in a cowboy hat, or just use the one I best know how to answer. Dear Ms. Love N Happiness runs on Tuesdays unless I win the lotto & then I may be delayed.
PPS
Read a few:
Dear Ms. Love n Happiness: The Case of the Chicken Soup for the Soul(less).
Dear Ms. Love n Happiness: The Case of the Pessimistic Pops.
