Yesterday I went out to breakfast for lunch (my favorite thing to do) with Alpha Man. As we were leaving, I slowed and stared at the huge bowl of candy at the hostess area. I heard Alpha Man laugh beneath his breath and then, outside, this conversation took place.
AM: Take a cold shower, honey.
Me: What are you talking about?
AM: You were staring at that guy…
Me: What guy?
AM: The one that looks like he’d fit right in on your Facebook page.
Me: There was a hot guy and I missed him?
AM: What were you looking at?
Me: The Kitkat bars in that bowl!
Alpha Man about busted a gut laughing. I’m still bummed I missed the hot guy. And how sad is it that my eyes honed in on the candy over said hot guy in the first place?????
Wouldn’t he look great in a book? Saying something like…:
“Hey babe, the donut shop just opened. Let me go get you an old fashioned chocolate glaze, your fave. You stay right there in bed.”
So I’m not a huge fan of Mondays. But since I worked all weekend (writing my fingers to the bone on next summer’s THE LEMON SISTERS), I’m slacking this morning. And maybe streaming a movie. Anyone remember this one?
Speaking of which, do you have an old favorite go to movie?
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Don’t judge me for finding this funny, I’m having a rough week. I’m writing a new book and have the attention span of a gnat. 🙂
Do you all have Hot Winter Nights? Have you all preordered Playing For Keeps? XOXOX!!!
Is it the suit?
Hard to say. 🙂 But Chris Pine is today’s writing inspiration. And he’s so going in a book. Help me out for next week, who do you want to see?
So we flew across the country to the east coast this weekend to sign at Turn The Page Books, which happens to be Nora Roberts’ bookstore. It was a Halloween signing, so don’t mind the witch in the photos…or Alpha Man, who was put to work managing lines because … well, Nora. 🙂
And the town of Boonsboro went all out for decorations, including this VERY creepy building…
Do you do up Halloween? Dress up? Inquiring minds wanna know!
So who’s read my Heartbreaker Bay series? Can we vote on fave hero of the series so far? Go! 😊❤️
p.s. I’ll be drawing three random commenters, who will win the Shalvis book of their choice!
So I have the TV viewing happens of a teenage girl. This means I watch all the CW shows. Don’t judge me. Anyway, one of my favorites was Shadowhunters, before it got cancelled, sob. So all I can do now is put my favorite Shadowhunter in a book.
I like the ‘tude, the implied sass, the gruff good looks. Yep, I think he’ll do very nicely. Anyone else?
So as most of you probably know, I live in the wild Sierras. And this year, the coyotes are so bold! This morning, Oldest took Coop The Poop outside to … well, he’s not called Coop The Poop for nothing. Anyway, she took Cali, out 80 pound white lab pup. Two seconds later, we hear Oldest screaming and we raced outside.
Four coyotes were in the yard trying to get at Cali. It was terrifying. Cali stood bravely between Oldest and Coop, hair on the back of her neck standing straight up, growling at the coyotes. We called for Cali, but every time she started to come back, the coyotes came toward her. And she knew it too, so she would stop and stand her ground.
Alpha Man, thankfully big and loud, made his presence known and starting toward them, yelling, and his low tone was enough to have the coyotes turn tail. But oh my goodness. Little tiny Coop on his leash would have been a snack on a rope…
To recover, I ate a stack of pancakes. Extra syrup. Extra bacon, crispy. Sometimes this whole misplaced city girl in the mountain isn’t all it’s cracked up to be…
So I have this odd soapy taste in my mouth which is annoying the heck out of me, and I went to the source of all truth to figure it out.
Anyway, Mr. Internet had two reasons for this weird phenom. One, I’m allergic to cilantro. Or two…
I’m being slowly poisoned.
I asked Alpha Man if there was anything he wanted to tell me. He said yes, he’d eaten the last of the Mint Milanos.
So probably I’m just allergic to cilantro…