That was the subject line of the email I just sent my husband.
Does he know who Carrie Rubin is? Of course. Do a lot of people know who Carrie Rubin is? Sure. She has loads of blog followers, regularly has over 100 comments on each of her posts, and is the author of Seneca Scourge, with another novel on the way.
Do most people know who Carrie Rubin is? Of course not. There are 7 billion people on the planet. Don’t be ridiculous.
Nevertheless, Read the rest of this entry
At last! I am writing a post about my book, which hit shelves a couple of weeks ago. Sheesh, woman! What’s the hold up?
I have no good answer for that. So HERE it is, as well as at the publisher’s website here.
“101 Tips for a Happier Marriage” is a slim, handy, easy read filled with great practical advice that will be of benefit to all married couples, regardless of religion, age, years married, etc. If you want your good marriage or serious relationship to be great, this is the book for you.
There are tips for dealing with arguments, sharing household chores, handling criticism gracefully, offering help without being demeaning, Read the rest of this entry
Have to share this gem I found at viralnova.com/awesome-kids/.
Lots of people see having a child as a huge life-change and crippling commitment, but they are looking at the situation all wrong. That little bundle of shared genetics isn’t going to be a burden. Instead, they are going to be someone short and awesome that you can be totally weird with.
And they can’t tell you not to be. Because they are your kid. Here are 16 reasons why you should have kids if you haven’t already: Read the rest of this entry
Nearing dinner time, my husband walked into the bedroom and discovered me wrapped in a blanket, with a book in my hands. He prudently announced that he would make dinner.
Out in the kitchen, our eight-year-old asked him, “What’s for dinner?”
He said, “Sausage.”
“How do you know? Did mom tell you?” Read the rest of this entry
The realization occurred to me suddenly that my husband will soon be turning 38. “My gosh! You’re almost 40?!” I exclaimed, very charitably.
“Don’t worry, honey. It’s two years away. . . Read the rest of this entry
Cleaning Supplies (Photo credit: Backdoor Survival) If the picture weren’t labeled, I’d have no idea what these items were!
I suggested to my husband that he take the child lock off the kitchen cupboard that hides our trash can. Our kids are old enough to stay out the trash now. In fact, the littlest tries to throw stuff away (that should be thrown away–not car keys). So he did, but asked if he should take the lock off the adjoining cupboard as well.
“No, that has the cleaning supplies in it. We can wait a little longer with that one.”
To which he replied, Read the rest of this entry
You may remember me mentioning my mom’s book about my grandfather’s sailing adventures around the world. (I just noticed the fantastic reviews this book has. I’m so pleased!) Well, she’s done it again, folks! Heading South: Tales from the RV Trail is too much fun not to share.
My mom just has a way with words, okay? This is such a nice, easy, engaging, entertaining read you’ll totally have a hard time putting it down. I can see you now, sitting in a cozy chair, with your favorite beverage on the table next to you, and your feet up on the coffee table in front of you (I won’t tell your mother), smiling as you read this.
But really, I laughed AND cried. This book is life. It’s like reading my mother’s diary, sometimes to my embarrassment and amazement that she would dare publish this stuff. It’s also a great character study into human nature and just plain real life: good, bad, ugly, silly, and almost unbelievable.
My parents hit the road with their RV to escape the Ohio winter. Their tales are whimsical, informative, and totally made me want to inherit that RV when they’re done with it. (You reading this, Mom?) Seriously, I had no idea what marvels there were to behold in our own country. For real!
But the best part of this book are the “Papa Stories”–the letters she sends home to her grandchildren. All I can say is that they are lucky to have such a funny and imaginative grandmother. You will laugh; I guarantee it.
Go ahead and get yourself a copy. I am quite certain you won’t regret it. Heading South: Tales from the RV Trail
Look! Another post!
Fair warning: This post has nothing to do with children, unless you include me, as I am a child of my mother, whom this post is about. (You got all that?)
My mother was speaking recently with her friend, “Joan”, who is the editor of the local newspaper. “Joan” intends to publish a review of my mom’s book, Around the World in 80 Years, about her father’s many amazing adventures at sea.
In the course of their conversation, Joan mentioned that it’s difficult to keep reporters on staff for long periods of time because of her inability to pay them well. My mom suggested that, as Joan is married to a doctor, she could offer her employees free medical care.
“Do you know what kind of doctor my husband is?” Joan asked.
“No. . .” answered my mother. Read the rest of this entry
My mom wrote a book about her father who sailed around the world by himself, as an old man, and his many adventures, including being captured at gunpoint in Panama and having a huge parade at his arrival in Japan. (The mayor was there. Even the school kids got the day off to celebrate him!) It’s at amazon, and it’s very interesting and well-written. If you like travel, please check it out.
Also, I’m not generally very good at the award thing, but now that a few have stacked up, it’s time.
I received the Very Inspiring Blogger Award from makingitthroughmonday, who, it appears, has since deleted her blog. Talk about irony! I hope my lapse in acknowledging her award isn’t what caused her to give it up on Sunday. Read the rest of this entry
Last night at 11:30, P. had to pick up a family from the airport 45 minutes away and deliver them to their house. He didn’t get home until 12:45. When I heard the garage door open, I woke up and scooted to his side of the bed to warm it up for him. When he got in, he sighed happily and said, “I missed you.” I said, “I missed you, too.” Then he said, “I was talking to my pillow.”
This morning, Read the rest of this entry