
Happy Birthday to Jaz!
It’s my oldest granddaughter’s birthday today. Jazmine Lynn is 17. Okay, stop just a minute. That’s impossible. I was in the room when she was born, and no way . . . read more

My Path to Writing . . .
Monday morning and I’m eager to get to my desk, but first I have to make a pathway through a sea of dog toys. And since Bogie loves to chase and ‘kill’ his toy bunny, squirrel and lamb, there’s usually a pile of stuffing mixed in with everything else . . . a graveyard of injured toys. Naturally, once he’s designed this obstacle course for me, he leaps onto the sofa and promptly falls asleep. Isn’t that just like a male?
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Eating Well and Losing Weight
I haven’t been able to blog much this week, as I’ve been away at a spa in Texas where they encourage minimal use of modern devices like cell phones and laptops. I’m here with other women authors for health, spiritual enrichment, and weight loss. I’ve been eating really well, but low fat and have actually lost weight. I’ve fallen in love with vegetables all over again! I’ve been setting goals, working on plot ideas, and reassessing things that I want to do for the year. It’s been a fabulous week.&nb

Cold in the South
I know it’s hard to generate a lot of sympathy from those of you who are in our nation’s colder climes, but its very cold here in Florida. We’ve had temperatures dip into the low 30s, and in the Orlando/Ocala area they’ve had a hard freeze. Poor Bogie is so cold he’s sleeping on my lap instead of his usual position at my feet. I’m bundling up and sipping hot chocolate and thinking of heading further south, but we can only go so far!
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Lost and Found Department
Wayne, Bogie and I flew to our winter home and welcomed the New Year here in Florida. I enjoyed the long flight as it gave me uninterrupted knitting time. I worked on a pair of fingerless gloves for my daughter that were originally intended as a Christmas gift. I finished one glove and showed it off to Wayne and the flight attendant and anyone else whose interest I could attract. Unfortunately, I left the yarn on board the plane. I was upset but got little sympathy from my husband who said, “Want to call 9-1-1?” Well, it j