A “Tell All”
As you might imagine, the entire town is getting ready for Cedar Cove Days. Three of my four kids will be tour guides, and knowing them, they are going to ham it up good. Ted and Dale have made sure I know this is going to be a “Tell It All tour”–only the telling is going to be a whole lot more than just about the sites around Cedar Cove. They are telling on their mother.
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Running with the Ball
There’s been another knitting incident at our house. No, Wayne didn’t unravel my latest sweater project (which is fortunate if our marriage is to remain intact!). This time Bogie is to blame. Our puppy climbed onto my chair, grabbed the ball of yarn, and ran off with it. I should add that this happened not only on Wayne’s watch, but right under his nose. Thankfully, my knitting project survived, although the yarn is a tangled mess. The good husband that he is, Wayne is rewinding the yarn.
What, Me Worry?
I’m not one to react to stress. Oh, there’s the occasional restless night when something is on my mind, but those nights are few and far between. I’m one of those fortunate people who handle stress in stride. At least, I used to think that was the case. Yesterday morning, I was proven wrong.
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Happy Birthday, Sharon!
Today is my friend, Sharon’s, birthday. Our husbands are best friends so it’s only natural that Sharon and I would become good friends, too. When I decided I wanted to write, Sharon was the first one to encourage me. My first rejection hit me hard. (I swear it got rejected so fast it hit me in the back of the head on the way home from the post office!) Sharon had flowers delivered to the house so I wouldn’t get discouraged and would keep submitting. Later, after I sold my first book, it was Sharon who insisted I was going Read more
High School Memories
A friend from high school, Sheryl Lawrence Schneider, stopped by for lunch last Friday. We had such a wonderful time reminiscing about our youth. Actually, it’s been more years than I care to admit since we last saw one another. Sheryl still has her hair styled in that cute pixie cut she wore when we were teens. I would have known her anywhere. I, on the other hand . . . Okay, enough; we won’t go there.
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Fledging Writers
Last December I visited a grade school in the area to encourage young writers. The teachers complied a book of essays the kids wrote to thank me. I thought I’d share some of their comments.
“I am inspired to write 10,000 books. Right now I am writing a story about Quinn getting beat up by a sixth grader. You rock!”
“I will miss you forever. Will you miss me?” Read more
Painting the Town
Sunday morning Wayne and I were in down town Port Orchard with paint brushes in our hands, Painting the Town. We had record heat this weekend (in the 90s) and I’m grateful to those who came to volunteer and help.
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