Last week on the EC chat page
Regina Carlysle took the stage
Killer Curves is her book
With its fabulous look
Smokin' excerpts were all the rage!
So go to the site if you please
The excerpt she's posted will tease
It's easy to buy
You know I won't lie
It's so hot though, you might need a breeze!
Hope you like this, Reg...Sorry I missed the chat. Wish I could have had internet access so I could join in and get warm!
I'm still catching up from being gone all weekend. Yesterday, I took care of the living room while hubby tackled the kitchen. Now, K is in a snit because I didn't have time to do the laundry. Funny...S discovered she was out of clothes and did a load all by herself last night! Why didn't he ask her to throw in something of his? We'll never know.
It's going to be cooler today, so while the laundry is being washed, we're going to try to make a trip over to storage and start weeding out the stuff we don't need. And make a grocery run as well.
Don't know if I'll get any writing accomplished today or not. It depends on how long our errands take, and how long we stay at the storage unit.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Recap and my 4th 'Child'
My trip was successful:) If I had known that eating Subway was going to kick-start the sales, I'l have eaten a lot earlier!
No, seriously...Friday night was cold. When the temperature started falling, I was only concerned with staying warm, and by 9pm I no longer cared if anyone came by; I was in countdown mode until K arrived to pick me up.
I did have several people stop by and inquire, and I was surprised by the number of MEN who were asking about them! I also spoke to several people who 'always thought about writing', and told them about NaNoWriMo. I also answered publishing questions and how hard was it to write my first one.
We had also stopped by the school and spoke to several teachers and old friends before going on to the festival. The first question was always, "Are you coming back?"
Saturday, my goal was to sell 3 books so I could put gas in my car, and one so I could get something to eat. K went with me and napped; several people stopped by to joke about what to do to his unconscious self, and looked at the books, but no one bought. Until after K left to go back to his friend's house and a friend of mine showed up. She had read the rough draft of LFAW and bought me dinner while we talked. And since she'd just fed me, I went ahead and autographed a copy for her. Fifteen minutes after she left, I sold 3 more, and was able to fully gas up my Buick:) When K arrived back around 10pm, he was thrilled that yes, he could now get an ice cream cone or an elephant ear, as I needed to break a large bill for the next day. The temp was slightly better; I had taken a blanket with me, but didn't need to wrap up in it until nearly 9:30pm!
Sunday morning, we got up early and went to church. I'll confess, I did something a little tacky. I took a copy of LFAW and my oversized postcards. Several of my friends were thrilled to see the book, and eagerly took the postcards. Everyone was glad to see myself and K, and inquired about W and hubby's health.
Our host for the weekend took us out to lunch, and after we'd dropped off his son at band practice, we continued back to the house where we hugged him goodbye and got in our car. Arrived at the festival and since it was parade day, saw even more people from our old neighborhood. It's also interesting to tell the true friends from the fake ones: The true friends hug you, ask about the entire family, and we catch up. The fake ones simply say hi, and keep on walking. I'm happy to report I have more true ones in that community! Two years dulled my memory somewhat, but I'm okay with the snubs I did receive. And my daughter had the same experience: She attended volleyball practice, and came away with the knowledge that her old friends still want to be friendly, and only one girl is still stuck-up. But S had a wonderful weekend helping to house-break a new puppy and reconnecting with her friends. We all watched the parade, and I'm sad to say the batteries in my camera died on Saturday, so there are no pics of the marching band.
Unless S took some...I found out four hours later she had hers!
I did sell two more books before we broke down the booth and headed for home, so we stopped in Terre Haute for dinner at Mack Shack.
WARNING: If you don't want to hear a rant about my homecoming, STOP READING and click on a more enjoyable blog to the right. I'm pissed and justifiably so.
I came home to discover my house looked like Hurrcane Hanna had arrived. Yes, I know she went up the East Coast, but she spawned a tornado in my house! My 54-year-old child decided to pull the passive-aggressive stunt and did not pick up after himself or the toddler. He fed W, but didn't clean up anything! And when I asked him why, his reply?
"I just said 'F*** it. I didn't want to deal with it."
Okay...and he's said repeatedly over the years he doesn't want to work 40 hours a week and come home and clean? What about me? I worked hard all weekend, but it's okay for ME to come home and clean?
"You weren't working; you went off and left me with no transportation."
Okay, fine. Don't want to act like an adult? I won't treat him like an adult! I've informed him that as soon as I finish posting, he's going to help me. And guess what his chore will be? The messy kitchen that got my blood BOILING last night when I saw it! When I left Friday morning, everything was in good condition. Last night we walked in, the trash was overflowing; the sink was piled high; the ice cube trays were stacked in the drainer.
Before I blew a gasket, I walked into the bathroom and noticed the toilet paper was low. Good; I volunteered to go to the store and cool off before I ended up in a lawyer's office this morning. The man couldn't walk 3 BLOCKS for milk or a four-pack of TP?
His excuse? "That's too far for a 4-year-old."
Oooookaaaaayyyy....so all those times he let W walk down there with his older siblings was over-taxing to the toddler? Riiiiiight....
Okay. I'll quit boring you with my homecoming rant and go unload on him. I've not checked in with my friends yet; I'll get to it later. Right now, I hear another cup of coffee calling me.
No, seriously...Friday night was cold. When the temperature started falling, I was only concerned with staying warm, and by 9pm I no longer cared if anyone came by; I was in countdown mode until K arrived to pick me up.
I did have several people stop by and inquire, and I was surprised by the number of MEN who were asking about them! I also spoke to several people who 'always thought about writing', and told them about NaNoWriMo. I also answered publishing questions and how hard was it to write my first one.
We had also stopped by the school and spoke to several teachers and old friends before going on to the festival. The first question was always, "Are you coming back?"
Saturday, my goal was to sell 3 books so I could put gas in my car, and one so I could get something to eat. K went with me and napped; several people stopped by to joke about what to do to his unconscious self, and looked at the books, but no one bought. Until after K left to go back to his friend's house and a friend of mine showed up. She had read the rough draft of LFAW and bought me dinner while we talked. And since she'd just fed me, I went ahead and autographed a copy for her. Fifteen minutes after she left, I sold 3 more, and was able to fully gas up my Buick:) When K arrived back around 10pm, he was thrilled that yes, he could now get an ice cream cone or an elephant ear, as I needed to break a large bill for the next day. The temp was slightly better; I had taken a blanket with me, but didn't need to wrap up in it until nearly 9:30pm!
Sunday morning, we got up early and went to church. I'll confess, I did something a little tacky. I took a copy of LFAW and my oversized postcards. Several of my friends were thrilled to see the book, and eagerly took the postcards. Everyone was glad to see myself and K, and inquired about W and hubby's health.
Our host for the weekend took us out to lunch, and after we'd dropped off his son at band practice, we continued back to the house where we hugged him goodbye and got in our car. Arrived at the festival and since it was parade day, saw even more people from our old neighborhood. It's also interesting to tell the true friends from the fake ones: The true friends hug you, ask about the entire family, and we catch up. The fake ones simply say hi, and keep on walking. I'm happy to report I have more true ones in that community! Two years dulled my memory somewhat, but I'm okay with the snubs I did receive. And my daughter had the same experience: She attended volleyball practice, and came away with the knowledge that her old friends still want to be friendly, and only one girl is still stuck-up. But S had a wonderful weekend helping to house-break a new puppy and reconnecting with her friends. We all watched the parade, and I'm sad to say the batteries in my camera died on Saturday, so there are no pics of the marching band.
Unless S took some...I found out four hours later she had hers!
I did sell two more books before we broke down the booth and headed for home, so we stopped in Terre Haute for dinner at Mack Shack.
WARNING: If you don't want to hear a rant about my homecoming, STOP READING and click on a more enjoyable blog to the right. I'm pissed and justifiably so.
I came home to discover my house looked like Hurrcane Hanna had arrived. Yes, I know she went up the East Coast, but she spawned a tornado in my house! My 54-year-old child decided to pull the passive-aggressive stunt and did not pick up after himself or the toddler. He fed W, but didn't clean up anything! And when I asked him why, his reply?
"I just said 'F*** it. I didn't want to deal with it."
Okay...and he's said repeatedly over the years he doesn't want to work 40 hours a week and come home and clean? What about me? I worked hard all weekend, but it's okay for ME to come home and clean?
"You weren't working; you went off and left me with no transportation."
Okay, fine. Don't want to act like an adult? I won't treat him like an adult! I've informed him that as soon as I finish posting, he's going to help me. And guess what his chore will be? The messy kitchen that got my blood BOILING last night when I saw it! When I left Friday morning, everything was in good condition. Last night we walked in, the trash was overflowing; the sink was piled high; the ice cube trays were stacked in the drainer.
Before I blew a gasket, I walked into the bathroom and noticed the toilet paper was low. Good; I volunteered to go to the store and cool off before I ended up in a lawyer's office this morning. The man couldn't walk 3 BLOCKS for milk or a four-pack of TP?
His excuse? "That's too far for a 4-year-old."
Oooookaaaaayyyy....so all those times he let W walk down there with his older siblings was over-taxing to the toddler? Riiiiiight....
Okay. I'll quit boring you with my homecoming rant and go unload on him. I've not checked in with my friends yet; I'll get to it later. Right now, I hear another cup of coffee calling me.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Mini-Vacation
Currently Reading: JOTN Story #2: Erotic Sacrifice by Cynthia Rayne. Forget what I said a week ago about yada yada-ing the sex scenes! WOW! I'll admit, the religious aspect of this story bothered me, but I read every single word. And guess what #3 is? Hot Under the Collar, by Katie Blu:) Since I don't have an e-reader, I'll get to this one again on Monday. And that also means my schedule for book-buying has been moved up. Looks like Anita Birt's Isabella's Story, Elyssa Edwards' Seeing Me, and Desiree Holt's Crude Oil are next:)
I'm running away from home today, and I'm taking two of my kids with me. S is being dropped off at her friend's home, and she's looking forward to seeing a couple of her old friends over the weekend.
K is also connecting with a friend, but he's also going to be my chauffer. And help me set up/tear down! That way, I don't have to worry about fighting for parking, but I will have to trust he remembers to pick me up each night!
Have a great weekend and I'll report back either Sunday night or Monday. Just depends on how tired I am.
Be sure to check out the blogs to the right, and especially AJ, Dakota, and Regina's blogs, as Regina's new book, Killer Curves, is released today! I'm waiting to hear back if she wants a release ditty. I've not written one in a while...hmmm...will have all weekend to work on it!
Here's a thought for the upcoming election:
How about we just elect both candidates; have a co-presidency. And then let the American people vote for which policies to implement? I know; probably would never work. But it was just a thought I had this morning! Don't throw things at me...I'm leaving town anyway!
I'm running away from home today, and I'm taking two of my kids with me. S is being dropped off at her friend's home, and she's looking forward to seeing a couple of her old friends over the weekend.
K is also connecting with a friend, but he's also going to be my chauffer. And help me set up/tear down! That way, I don't have to worry about fighting for parking, but I will have to trust he remembers to pick me up each night!
Have a great weekend and I'll report back either Sunday night or Monday. Just depends on how tired I am.
Be sure to check out the blogs to the right, and especially AJ, Dakota, and Regina's blogs, as Regina's new book, Killer Curves, is released today! I'm waiting to hear back if she wants a release ditty. I've not written one in a while...hmmm...will have all weekend to work on it!
Here's a thought for the upcoming election:
How about we just elect both candidates; have a co-presidency. And then let the American people vote for which policies to implement? I know; probably would never work. But it was just a thought I had this morning! Don't throw things at me...I'm leaving town anyway!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Gustav is Approaching!
Currently Reading: Read the first story in JOTN, and LIKED it! Interesting world BJ McCall has created...if I have time, I'll read the next story.
Forgot to mention: I won Sloane Taylor's French Tart in the Novel Sisterhood Challenge over the weekend, and it arrived in my inbox yesterday:)
We're about to receive some much-needed rain. And the good part? It's all supposed to be gone and into Ohio by Friday afternoon!
Which means, not only will the festival be DRY this weekend, but the humidity and temps should be veeeery nice! Highs in the mid to upper 70's! So to all my friends who have been sweltering in the heat, hop on I-70 to Indianapolis; get off at exit 54 (I think??? It's been a year since I've been up there!) SR 39 and turn EAST. You'll run right into the middle of Monrovia:)
There will be rides, food, games, and vendors. And you'll also see ME! I've got a green canopy and a large table with my books, promo items, and three other author's books to show anyone who's interested. Not for sale; just for show. I'll be there from Friday night until Sunday afternoon...after the parade, the thing pretty much winds down! I'm hoping for many sales; several of my old friends and neighbors don't even know the second book has been published yet, and the ones I've told, I hope they spread the word!
Forgot to mention: I won Sloane Taylor's French Tart in the Novel Sisterhood Challenge over the weekend, and it arrived in my inbox yesterday:)
We're about to receive some much-needed rain. And the good part? It's all supposed to be gone and into Ohio by Friday afternoon!
Which means, not only will the festival be DRY this weekend, but the humidity and temps should be veeeery nice! Highs in the mid to upper 70's! So to all my friends who have been sweltering in the heat, hop on I-70 to Indianapolis; get off at exit 54 (I think??? It's been a year since I've been up there!) SR 39 and turn EAST. You'll run right into the middle of Monrovia:)
There will be rides, food, games, and vendors. And you'll also see ME! I've got a green canopy and a large table with my books, promo items, and three other author's books to show anyone who's interested. Not for sale; just for show. I'll be there from Friday night until Sunday afternoon...after the parade, the thing pretty much winds down! I'm hoping for many sales; several of my old friends and neighbors don't even know the second book has been published yet, and the ones I've told, I hope they spread the word!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Women, Genetics, and Gov't Assistance
Currently Reading: Read Bad Brad, by Cheryl Dragon the other night, and I think I'm burning out on the BSDM stories. I enjoyed the interaction and the love between the two men, but I'll have to reread this again in a couple of months.
Also finished Mating Stone, by Elyssa Edwards, and wow! Very well done! I was initially ready to jump into the story and shake Luke and Mark for their evasiveness, but when everything was explained...now I can't wait to read Lover's Stone! And I love the way a certain children's song played through the entire book:)
Got a surprise yesterday: Kelly sent me Jewels of the Nile, and I went ahead and read Hot Under the Collar. I loved it! I laughed all the way through the story! The humor is priceless, and especially the way she describes some of the scenes! And the one-liners...do me a favor and just buy the book! I promise you; you won't be disappointed in Katie Blu's contribution! I'll be reading Surprised by Desire in a few weeks; I'm sorry this author only wrote 3 books. But hopefully the humor continues in her new genre! Today I'll go back and begin reading the other stories in this anthology.
Word Count: 1633 in two days.
WARNING: This post contains three potentially explosive issues. If you're not in the mood for controversy, please skip today's post.
I don't usually get into political discussions, but as I was watching the morning news, something got my attention.
Rudy Giulliani fired back at Maggie Rodriguez for asking if a woman with five children, one of which is a special-needs child, could really run for the second-highest office. He replied that no one ever asked Obama, or any other male candidate, if fatherhood was an issue during the campaign.
And the man has a point. Let's face it; mothers have many hats, and most of us are very capable of juggling responsibilities! Organization is the key. And I'll admit, I didn't really start paying attention to politics until the Clinton years, and I don't recall if that question was ever brought up to Sandra Day O'Conner when she was first put on the bench of the Supreme Court. I was in high school at the time (I think...might have been jr. high), and could have cared less at the time what was going on.
I know nothing about Palin's political career, but if the people of Alaska elected her while pregnant, and are very happy with her, then I think she's proving herself capable of whatever comes her way. Will I vote for her and McCain? I'm still undecided who I'm voting for in November.
A Cheating Gene?
I'm shaking my head over this one. So now compulsive cheaters have an excuse? "It's genetic...I can't help myself..." BULLSHIT! There is ALWAYS a choice!
Just like homosexuality...alcoholism...depression...there is always a choice. It's a proven fact that I've gotten a genetic whammy when it comes to alcoholism...on my mother's side, I have an uncle, a grandfather, a grandmother, and a great-grandmother with the problem. And on my father's side, there are numerous aunts and uncles who are maybe borderline alcoholics. But do I use my genetic predisposition to drink myself silly? No; I know it's in my family, and I made a decision to drink responsibly. Same thing with depression; it's in my family, and I can recognize the signs to 'snap' myself out of it, or seek help if it gets overwhelming.
I don't know if it's ever been proven on the homosexuality gene; I have a friend who is a lesbian, and when that study came out, the first words out of her mouth were, "See? It's in my blood; it's who I am." I'm not knocking her choice of lifestyle, but yes, she has a choice. She had relationships with men before she chose to switch, and though she says now she's always known she was different, she still had the choice to act on it.
So don't use genetics as an excuse.
What should Food Stamps be used for?
This is another sticky subject. It came up in casual converation with neighbors, and I rolled my eyes when it was revealed that someone they knew was using the govornment assistance money to buy the high-priced food they normally couldn't afford. WHAT?
We had to go on food stamps a couple of years ago. We put a massive amount of food in the house, while only getting $175 a month. We stocked up on staples...canned goods, flour, sugar, bread, butter, and meat from the local butcher. The 'luxeries'...cookies, potato chips, candy, or pizzas we used our cash to buy. Our family of five received less than another family of five who also had horses, two brand new cars, and six dogs. Why? They were considered 'self-employed'. I'm not begrudging their choices; I'm simply questioning them. Several times during this time, my friend would complain she was out of meat, and their monthly money not due for another week. I was able to open my freezer and give her hamburger, pork chops, and even a beef or pork roast. And we had less money than they did! Made no sense.
Okay. I'm off my soapbox. Just had to get this off my chest. I'm off to check out what's going on in my blogmates' worlds and to start the laundry. Pick up the toddler. Write another page or two on the new wip. Kelly's cracking her whip at me, so I'd better get busy!
Also finished Mating Stone, by Elyssa Edwards, and wow! Very well done! I was initially ready to jump into the story and shake Luke and Mark for their evasiveness, but when everything was explained...now I can't wait to read Lover's Stone! And I love the way a certain children's song played through the entire book:)
Got a surprise yesterday: Kelly sent me Jewels of the Nile, and I went ahead and read Hot Under the Collar. I loved it! I laughed all the way through the story! The humor is priceless, and especially the way she describes some of the scenes! And the one-liners...do me a favor and just buy the book! I promise you; you won't be disappointed in Katie Blu's contribution! I'll be reading Surprised by Desire in a few weeks; I'm sorry this author only wrote 3 books. But hopefully the humor continues in her new genre! Today I'll go back and begin reading the other stories in this anthology.
Word Count: 1633 in two days.
WARNING: This post contains three potentially explosive issues. If you're not in the mood for controversy, please skip today's post.
I don't usually get into political discussions, but as I was watching the morning news, something got my attention.
Rudy Giulliani fired back at Maggie Rodriguez for asking if a woman with five children, one of which is a special-needs child, could really run for the second-highest office. He replied that no one ever asked Obama, or any other male candidate, if fatherhood was an issue during the campaign.
And the man has a point. Let's face it; mothers have many hats, and most of us are very capable of juggling responsibilities! Organization is the key. And I'll admit, I didn't really start paying attention to politics until the Clinton years, and I don't recall if that question was ever brought up to Sandra Day O'Conner when she was first put on the bench of the Supreme Court. I was in high school at the time (I think...might have been jr. high), and could have cared less at the time what was going on.
I know nothing about Palin's political career, but if the people of Alaska elected her while pregnant, and are very happy with her, then I think she's proving herself capable of whatever comes her way. Will I vote for her and McCain? I'm still undecided who I'm voting for in November.
A Cheating Gene?
I'm shaking my head over this one. So now compulsive cheaters have an excuse? "It's genetic...I can't help myself..." BULLSHIT! There is ALWAYS a choice!
Just like homosexuality...alcoholism...depression...there is always a choice. It's a proven fact that I've gotten a genetic whammy when it comes to alcoholism...on my mother's side, I have an uncle, a grandfather, a grandmother, and a great-grandmother with the problem. And on my father's side, there are numerous aunts and uncles who are maybe borderline alcoholics. But do I use my genetic predisposition to drink myself silly? No; I know it's in my family, and I made a decision to drink responsibly. Same thing with depression; it's in my family, and I can recognize the signs to 'snap' myself out of it, or seek help if it gets overwhelming.
I don't know if it's ever been proven on the homosexuality gene; I have a friend who is a lesbian, and when that study came out, the first words out of her mouth were, "See? It's in my blood; it's who I am." I'm not knocking her choice of lifestyle, but yes, she has a choice. She had relationships with men before she chose to switch, and though she says now she's always known she was different, she still had the choice to act on it.
So don't use genetics as an excuse.
What should Food Stamps be used for?
This is another sticky subject. It came up in casual converation with neighbors, and I rolled my eyes when it was revealed that someone they knew was using the govornment assistance money to buy the high-priced food they normally couldn't afford. WHAT?
We had to go on food stamps a couple of years ago. We put a massive amount of food in the house, while only getting $175 a month. We stocked up on staples...canned goods, flour, sugar, bread, butter, and meat from the local butcher. The 'luxeries'...cookies, potato chips, candy, or pizzas we used our cash to buy. Our family of five received less than another family of five who also had horses, two brand new cars, and six dogs. Why? They were considered 'self-employed'. I'm not begrudging their choices; I'm simply questioning them. Several times during this time, my friend would complain she was out of meat, and their monthly money not due for another week. I was able to open my freezer and give her hamburger, pork chops, and even a beef or pork roast. And we had less money than they did! Made no sense.
Okay. I'm off my soapbox. Just had to get this off my chest. I'm off to check out what's going on in my blogmates' worlds and to start the laundry. Pick up the toddler. Write another page or two on the new wip. Kelly's cracking her whip at me, so I'd better get busy!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
First Day of School!
Yay! The toddler is at school! Let the fun begin!
Okay...now that I've calmed down, the schedule has changed. Instead of picking him up at 12:30, I now pick him up an hour earlier. And mostly everyone he played with last year is now in kindergarten. New friends to meet!
Last year, he resisted and had severe separation anxiety. This year? Here's a peek into the conversation this morning:
"I've got to go to school, and show everyone my new shoes. Mom, you just drop me off when we get there."
"I can't just drop you off; I have to sign you in."
And when we arrived, he clutched my hand until we entered the classroom. He released me long enough to cruise the room while I signed the sheet, and then I felt his tiny hand slip into mine agtain.
"It'll be just like last year, sweetie. Mommy will leave for a while, but I'll be back in a couple of hours. Do you want to eat breakfast?" Head shake. "Play with the blocks?" Head nod. We walk over to the play area. He immediately spots the toy trucks and releases my hand.
"'Bye Mom..."
I make my escape. That went a LOT smoother than last year!
My baby boy is growing up!
Okay...now that I've calmed down, the schedule has changed. Instead of picking him up at 12:30, I now pick him up an hour earlier. And mostly everyone he played with last year is now in kindergarten. New friends to meet!
Last year, he resisted and had severe separation anxiety. This year? Here's a peek into the conversation this morning:
"I've got to go to school, and show everyone my new shoes. Mom, you just drop me off when we get there."
"I can't just drop you off; I have to sign you in."
And when we arrived, he clutched my hand until we entered the classroom. He released me long enough to cruise the room while I signed the sheet, and then I felt his tiny hand slip into mine agtain.
"It'll be just like last year, sweetie. Mommy will leave for a while, but I'll be back in a couple of hours. Do you want to eat breakfast?" Head shake. "Play with the blocks?" Head nod. We walk over to the play area. He immediately spots the toy trucks and releases my hand.
"'Bye Mom..."
I make my escape. That went a LOT smoother than last year!
My baby boy is growing up!
Monday, September 1, 2008
Happy Labor Day:)
I think Alabama summed it up quite nicely with their 40 Hour Week song. And since I can't locate my tape (it's in storage), here's the only verse I remember.
This is for the ones who drive the big rigs
Up and down the roads
Or the one out in the warehouse
Bringin' in the loads
Or the waitress,
The mechanic
The policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can't replace
With no machine...
In America...
We thank you for your time.
Ha ha...Anny told me to sleep late. Okay, I did...sort of. Woke up at 7, because I wasn't sure if our trash was going to be picked up today or tomorrow. Apparently it's tomorrow, because no one else had theirs out either! So I went back to bed...for 5 minutes. Another hot flash happened, so I got up, fed the dog, cooled off...and decided to stay up. I actually like it early in the morning when everyone is still asleep. I can drink my coffee, blog, check my email, and watch the news before everyone demands my attention.
I updated my website last night, but before I could switch pages and update another one, my PC locked up. So I'll get back to it later.
I also took a look at my TBB list, and good news Ms Katie Blu! I'll be reading Hot Under the Collar next week:) I know; it's ABOUT TIME! Also in the coming weeks, I'll finally be reading Tempting Tess by Regina Carlisle, and for some odd reason, I've left Anny Cook's Daffodil off the list. A severe oversight; don't know how the hell THAT happened! I'll have to squeeze it in there somewhere! And Ms Ashley Ladd...The Perfect Gift will be bought in the next month also. See? I'm finally getting around to everyone! In fact...let me do this:
Sept 8th: Hot Under the Collar-Katie Blu (Yes, I know it's really titled Jewels of the Nile! That's why I can only buy one book this week!)
Sept 15: Isabella's Diary-Anita Birt
Seeing Me-Elyssa Edwards
Crude Oil-Desiree Holt
Sept 22: Cast a Lover's Spell-Claire Thompson
Teach Me-Cindy Spencer Pape
Measure of Healing-Jacquie Roth
Sept 29: Isabella's Story-Anita Birt
Surprised by Desire-Katie Blu
The Perfect Gift-Ashley Ladd
So there's my September schedule of books I'll be reading. And I may switch Cindy and Ashley's books...the Novel Sisterhood has a challenge the last week of every month, and in August I decided to be a reader instead of a writer. No one else was doing mini-reviews. So depending on when the challenge in September is, I'll 'review' Cindy's book. Or Desiree's. Who knows? See? I'm flexible when it comes to my list:)
What's on everyone else's reading list for this week, or even this month? I know...I should get cracking on my next project. But when Life smacks you upside the head with a baseball bat, the characters hole up inside your head and don't want to come out to play. Maybe the stress will be better in a week or so. I hope so. I hate sitting at the computer, my hands on the keyboard, but my mind is blank. I've been able to type a few words here and there, but that's about it. No one wants to talk to me.
So on that note, I'm going to stop rambling and check in with my friends. And when the family wakes up, it will Laundry Goddess time, and doing a few minor housecleaning chores. Hubby will most likely be watching the Star Trek TNG marathon. And frankly, they are showing a couple of my favorite episodes too:) Even on Labor Day, moms don't get the day off...but I'm going to steal some time for myself!
This is for the ones who drive the big rigs
Up and down the roads
Or the one out in the warehouse
Bringin' in the loads
Or the waitress,
The mechanic
The policeman on patrol
For everyone who works behind the scenes
With a spirit you can't replace
With no machine...
In America...
We thank you for your time.
Ha ha...Anny told me to sleep late. Okay, I did...sort of. Woke up at 7, because I wasn't sure if our trash was going to be picked up today or tomorrow. Apparently it's tomorrow, because no one else had theirs out either! So I went back to bed...for 5 minutes. Another hot flash happened, so I got up, fed the dog, cooled off...and decided to stay up. I actually like it early in the morning when everyone is still asleep. I can drink my coffee, blog, check my email, and watch the news before everyone demands my attention.
I updated my website last night, but before I could switch pages and update another one, my PC locked up. So I'll get back to it later.
I also took a look at my TBB list, and good news Ms Katie Blu! I'll be reading Hot Under the Collar next week:) I know; it's ABOUT TIME! Also in the coming weeks, I'll finally be reading Tempting Tess by Regina Carlisle, and for some odd reason, I've left Anny Cook's Daffodil off the list. A severe oversight; don't know how the hell THAT happened! I'll have to squeeze it in there somewhere! And Ms Ashley Ladd...The Perfect Gift will be bought in the next month also. See? I'm finally getting around to everyone! In fact...let me do this:
Sept 8th: Hot Under the Collar-Katie Blu (Yes, I know it's really titled Jewels of the Nile! That's why I can only buy one book this week!)
Sept 15: Isabella's Diary-Anita Birt
Seeing Me-Elyssa Edwards
Crude Oil-Desiree Holt
Sept 22: Cast a Lover's Spell-Claire Thompson
Teach Me-Cindy Spencer Pape
Measure of Healing-Jacquie Roth
Sept 29: Isabella's Story-Anita Birt
Surprised by Desire-Katie Blu
The Perfect Gift-Ashley Ladd
So there's my September schedule of books I'll be reading. And I may switch Cindy and Ashley's books...the Novel Sisterhood has a challenge the last week of every month, and in August I decided to be a reader instead of a writer. No one else was doing mini-reviews. So depending on when the challenge in September is, I'll 'review' Cindy's book. Or Desiree's. Who knows? See? I'm flexible when it comes to my list:)
What's on everyone else's reading list for this week, or even this month? I know...I should get cracking on my next project. But when Life smacks you upside the head with a baseball bat, the characters hole up inside your head and don't want to come out to play. Maybe the stress will be better in a week or so. I hope so. I hate sitting at the computer, my hands on the keyboard, but my mind is blank. I've been able to type a few words here and there, but that's about it. No one wants to talk to me.
So on that note, I'm going to stop rambling and check in with my friends. And when the family wakes up, it will Laundry Goddess time, and doing a few minor housecleaning chores. Hubby will most likely be watching the Star Trek TNG marathon. And frankly, they are showing a couple of my favorite episodes too:) Even on Labor Day, moms don't get the day off...but I'm going to steal some time for myself!
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