Sweet Romance Reads.
Friday, May 30, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
The Progeny and Progenette had a beautiful wedding. I have now graduated from MOG (Mother of the Groom) to that other thing, the dreaded title of Mother-in-Law. Someone actually had to remind me of this change in my title, and I must admit to being a little deflated. I've loved being MOG, because I was able to participate in whatever ways the kids asked me to participate in wedding prep, and do little fun things here and there to help out. I think that, if I had been the MOB (Mother of the Bride), you'd have been scraping me up off the floor a while ago. I am prone to meltdowns.
But back to the point--the wedding was amazing. I counseled The Progeny and Progenette a couple of weeks ago that, no matter how much planning they did, the wedding would not be perfect. But that's okay, I continued, because the little imperfections will make it just that much more memorable.
There were some "loose cannon" moments at rehearsal, due to a very energetic ring bearer, and the Mothers who were instructed on how to walk in, light a single candle each, and sit down. We Mothers had fun, but didn't always follow instruction to the letter. (The minister told me later that's the way Mothers are in weddings; you never know what to expect. I love that!)
But on The Day, we Mothers did our job and sat down. The ring bearer was cute as a button, holding hands with the sweet flower girl who took her job very seriously. The groomsmen and bridesmaids, decked out in their finery, looked like a million bucks. All this was underpinned by the string quartet's Canon in D.
The Bride and Groom--sigh--were transformed by the magic of the day into a prince and princess, only better. Because not only are they beautiful to look at, they are strong and beautiful people inside.
My cautions to them notwithstanding, the wedding was truly perfect. And infinitely memorable.
I'm so very thankful to have them both in my life, and along with many, many people, I wish them a "Happily Ever After."
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
The blog is being posted on Tuesday afternoon instead of Monday morning.
I'm almost finished writing Second Chances--but not quite.
I haven't exercised as much as I intended to.
I haven't made my five year plan.
Dishes need washing.
I blame it on Attila.
So should you.
Monday, May 12, 2014
The couple on the cover of Where Her Heart Is look so much like the way I imagine Betsy and Mike McClain. My other cover couples are at least in the ballpark. And as we discussed not long ago, when I found the image for the cover of Second Chances, I finally knew what Pete Garrity looked like.
Do you know how hard it is to find a picture of three generations of an imaginary family? And it's even more difficult when you have a picture of the imaginary family in your head.
And I hadn't realized how cluttered the cover might look if I had, in fact, found a picture of a whole bunch of McClains.
(FYI, the clipart family above, though nice, isn't McClainish at all. Not enough dark hair)
I'm so pleased to unveil this lovely cover. I think it's a nice compromise, and has the right tone for the three-story collection. Thank you, Turquoise Morning Press!
Monday, May 5, 2014
You may or may not have noticed that in my profile picture, my hair looks like a big cotton ball. Well, about a year ago I went to my hairdresser and asked her to cut off the big Cotton Ball, and make me look like Halle Berry. In order to facilitate this process, I showed her a photo of Halle Berry with her fabulous pixie cut.
I left the shop with a terrific pixie cut, but looking decidedly unlike Ms Berry. Although my attempt to look like her was doomed to fail--Life is so unfair!--the super short hair was easy, and much more comfortable during the hot summer, and during my non-seasonal hot flashes.
I am not a high-maintenance person, so after several months, decided to spend less money on hair (frequent trims) and let it grow back out. It may seem funny that simple hair made things complicated, but that's what it's like being me.
This spring and summer there are Big Things happening. Some of them will include photo opportunities. I'm hoping that my tremendously overgrown pixie will, in a timely manner, return to appropriate Cotton Ball status. It is my hope to not look stupid in the pictures.
I always have "simple yet elegant" as my ideal, like the amazing Audrey Hepburn. But I do it my own way since obviously, besides not being Halle Berry, I am also not Audrey Hepburn.
Just low-maintenance, minimalist me, hoping to do the best I can with what I have. Again.
Here is a Mother's Day twist, for those of you who celebrate that holiday: my low-maintenance Cotton Ball hair is basically the same style (in dark brown) that my mother had for most of her life. Not sure how many years it took me to realize that. So I'm emulating a different style icon--one that's more within my reach.
Wish me luck!
P.S. For those who say my blog is just a lot of fluff, here's more evidence. And you're welcome for the photo to prove it. :)