Allow me to introduce you to Lee Pawlitsky. She's not an official member of LOL, but I hope to recruit her to join us on-line. I have a feeling--after only a brief meeting--she's a perfect fit. While our encounter was short (my kids had orthodontic...
I'm still full from a fun-filled night of Feliz Navidad-ing with the LOL last evening @ member, Vikki and her husband, Louie Drummond's, fabulous Mexican restaurant, Fernando's. “Excellent Food and Great Margaritas” The margaritas were tangy tasty...
Sadly, Sunday's fresh dusting of snow is slowly disappearing. The surrounding mountains, so beautifully decorated in a cloak of lacy white yesterday morning, appear to be shrugging their shawl. With my brother and sister-in-law and their three young boys arriving soon for Christmas, we in...
I love the idea of Free-For-All-Friday! Of course we'll talk literature, but we'll talk a lot of other stuff if we feel like it. In keeping with Wednesday's post about domesticity and sensible vs high-heeled shoes, I'm still struggling with the juggling of Christmas decor calling...
Ah, domesticity. It's a love/hate relationship for this lady on literature. One the one hand, I am a true Cancerian, lover of home and family, baker of cakes. On the other, I am passionate about travel, enjoy change, and yearn for adventure...
It’s December 5th, so the first thing I have to say, before I even introduce LOL’s next novel, is: Happy Birthday, Mom! She’d probably get mad if I told you how old she is, but let’s just say, she looks amazing and I’m proud of...
Blog on! It’s day two and while I’ve come up with a ton of other stuff to say about the Help (including how much the author looks like a friend of mine) I do need to make mention of the second book we read before...
Holy flip…I’m flipping out. This is my first blog post—like ever. I’ve been writing professionally for several years but it was time to get bloggin’. I can wax on with the drippiest of them, but here’s how this blog is going to go: At the beginning...
There is plenty to love about my friend, but she hates her hair. She says when she dies God is going to give her long, luscious locks. Smart, stunning and successful, I say He already gave her enough. But despite her gifts, this woman wields war against...
I’ll admit it: I was the hold out on Jordan. “Don’t you want to see the Dead Sea? What about Mount Nebo and Petra?” My husband was incredulous. But I was incredibly done—with the Middle East, that is. We’d lived in the United Arab Emirates (UAE) for...