1531 Entertainment has a mystery suggestion from an author popular on this site. I’m looking forward to this read.
Security Detail: Faith in the Face of Crime (Secret Service Agents Book 1)
GUARDING THE FIRST DAUGHTER
Stopping to pick up a file late at night, former president’s daughter Kayla Harris discovers her law office has been ransacked—and the culprit is still there. But undercover Secret Service agent Conner Thorne comes to her rescue, and he knows exactly who is after her…just not why.
Conner and Kayla go way back to their time in the White House when she was the rebellious first daughter and he was the rookie who saved her neck. Now Conner will put his life on the line again to keep Kayla away from the mobster he’s investigating. And it’s about much more than his job, because this time the woman he’s sworn to protect is also the woman who’s claimed his heart.
Yesterday we had grandsons experiencing snow and snowmen for the first time. This dude is used to winter and snow. The locals know how to dress.
A year ago when I put up my Christmas tree I had no thoughts of keeping it up long term. After a few months I thought why not?
Who would have ever guessed the year would fly by so fast that here we are again. Time to put up the tree. What, you disagree? My neighbors are all doing it, I’m in good company. And it has taken no effort at all. I love it.
My one concession to ending the season was the lights. I haven’t turned them on since about February.
I’m pleased I don’t have to go to all that trouble this year.
The added bonus was the privacy screen it provided. I can sit at the table and read as long as I wish and the neighbors are none the wiser.
At least I don’t think they can still tell I’m there.
Oh well, at least I can’t still see them
That reminds me of my eldest son when he was about two.
He figured if he put his hand over his eyes as he walked out of his room that we wouldn’t be able to see him. So Cute!
I wish I had a picture of that!
He’s pretty smart, it didn’t take him long to figure it out.
These ornaments could even be mine.
Did I mention there are still Christmas decorations in almost every room?
I’m writing to satisfy the need for a blog post, not because I feel like it or have anything appropriate to say at this moment. There are many things on my mind, all of them too heavy to be talked about today. If they are still there in a few days, we’ll see if they are still worth exploring further.
Today is a pretty day, filled with blue skies and sunshine streaming in the windows. It’s cooler outside than it has been so I won’t go out but the sunshine still cheers me even without touching my skin.
It is also a recovery day for this introvert. Recharging my emotional batteries after a wonderful day spent with family yesterday. The pretty day is a huge part of that recovery. The silence is healing too.
I usually check and listen to a fair number of followed podcasts each day but not today. I’ve looked through the notifications and watched a few but for the most part nothing really all that new is being talked about so it a perfect time to take a media break.
I did check the usual book suggestion emails as well but abandoned that when finding nothing interesting enough to mention. I thought about browsing for book ideas but…
It is Thanksgiving weekend and I’m still grateful for the many blessings in my life. The biggest blessing today is the chance to get to know two of my grandsons in a way I’ve never had before, not with them living continents away from us. They seem to be glad for the chance to get to know me/us as well and that makes it even better.
Already my thoughts are turning to Christmas. It’s never too early to get started on shopping. With five teenage boys to think about this year I’ve enlisted the help of my daughter. I have to take advantage of every available resource to find likeable gifts. Lucky for me, she is into early shopping, and she knows what teenage boys are happy to wear these days.
While I’m recharging my emotional batteries I’m entertaining myself with reading, in between bouts of computer games.
My current read is a Regency Romance. To say the main character is prickly would be an understatement, but she is out of sorts with good reason. I’m 1/4 of the way through and enjoying the experience so far.
Dalton’s Challenge: A Regency Romance (The Harcourts Book 2)
Having spent half her life in her younger brother’s shadow, Miss Winifred Thirley has tried so hard to be perfect in order to win back her parents’ love. Unfortunately for Winnie, her attempts at perfection have practically turned her to stone. Is it so wrong for Winnie to value responsibility, decorum, and a serious approach to life? According to the foolish and carefree Mr. Harcourt, it is.
In a cruel twist of fate, Winnie’s family is invited to spend the summer at Attwood Manor—Mr. Harcourt’s home. How will Winnie survive an entire summer living under the same roof as the gentleman she’s sworn to hate forever?
Mr. Dalton Harcourt will become a baron one day. Until then, he plans on having fun and living life to the fullest. That’s easier said than done when Miss Thirley glares daggers at him every time they cross paths. She’s hated him for the past two years after a very brief and disastrous courtship.
At least Dalton doesn’t have to deal with her outside of London…until his mother invites the Thirley family to spend the summer with them in the country.
Will Winnie be able to forgive and see a brighter side to life in the process?
Can Dalton overcome his fears in order to face life’s challenges head on?
BookBub wants to help us out with that. They have a FREE suggestion that promises laughter and there is a good chance this book could deliver on that promise.
Ready to Fumble: a laugh-out-loud romantic mystery (The Worst Detective Ever Book 1)
**Now in development for a TV series!***
Publishers Weekly Bestselling author and Kindle Unlimited All Star, Christy Barritt, brings readers a fun new series that will have fans trying to solve a mystery and laughing out loud.
I’m not really a private detective. I just play one on TV.
Joey Darling, better known to the world as Raven Remington, detective extraordinaire, is trying to separate herself from her invincible alter ego. She played the spunky character for five years on the hit TV show Relentless, which catapulted her to fame and into the role of Hollywood’s sweetheart.
When her marriage falls apart, her finances dwindle to nothing, and her father disappears, Joey finds herself on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, trying to piece her life back together away from the limelight. A woman finds Raven—er, Joey—and insists on hiring her fictional counterpart to find a missing boyfriend. When someone begins staging crime scenes to match an episode of Relentless, Joey has no choice but to get involved.
Joey’s bumbling sleuthing abilities have her butting heads with Detective Jackson Sullivan and kindling sparks with thrill-seeking neighbor Zane Oakley. Can Joey channel her inner Raven and unearth whodunit before she ends up totally done in? And where is her father anyway? Can she handle fame, or is disappearing into obscurity the wiser option?
The reason I haven’t done it sooner, preferring anonymity, is because I thought you wouldn’t like me anymore if you knew the truth.
At this point I don’t think it will be much of a surprise to anyone, as I’ve been leaving lots of hints. I’m sure you may have already guessed anyway.
I don’t know why, but age has never really meant a whole lot to me when it comes to relating to people. I’m attracted to who they are and what they are all about. Do we share common interests? Do we enjoy talking to each other?
Currently, the person I relate to best in the company I work for is the young thirty-and-a-bit gal on my team. We each have our part to play in the process we are responsible for and we support one other in whatever way is needed. We enjoy hanging out, especially if it involves ice cream.
You may suspect I am past retirement age and you would be right. I have no plans to quit anytime soon and some of my clients are counting on it. lol
I’m not taking a job away from a younger person. So far we haven’t found anyone who wants it, and I think it’s funny. It’s true, I might not want it either if I were new to it today. I’ve grown into the job as it’s changed hugely over the last nine years and it would be much a bigger challenge now, having to start from scratch.
On the other hand, challenges and learning new things keeps a person young.
Talking about young, there’s a meme out right now that makes me laugh, and it fits me perfectly.
It says: my mind thinks I’m 35. My body tells my mind it’s an idiot.
It’s easy to forget how old I am until I pass a mirror or try to attack the garden like I did a few years ago.
One thing is sure about getting old; it’s going to happen to everyone. I’m grateful that I’ve gotten to be the age I am, not everyone makes it this far.
I’m grateful I can still think like I’m 35 and some days I can even behave like it. Not everyone has the health to do it.
I’m grateful that I see people, not age. I love hanging out with the teenagers in my family, well not just my family, other people’s too. Not everyone does, but we won’t talk about them. I feel blessed.
I feel blessed by the smiles on our faces. We haven’t seen much of each other through the years, with their family living in China and all. These two are home now and we are going to have a good time.
These guys take after my brothers in the height department.
We took this picture at their father’s request. He wanted to see us together, missing us all.
It’s not easy letting your kids go.
We promise to do a better job of keeping them in the loop.
Josh, in the red shirt, likes to cook and he knows how to get great treats when he wants them. Zach, the tall one, is not used to baked goods as they are uncommon in China. Ingredients are not easy to find. This will be an adventure for him.
The Sunday Scribblings story prompt today was milkshakes. I think it was chocolate milkshake day but I could be wrong about that. I don’t dislike milkshakes but rarely order one. My drink of choice usually is coffee, second choice would be iced tea. But not sweet tea. I tried it once when travelling in the south, couldn’t do it. I would pick salty over sweet any day of the week.
On the other hand, I do enjoy some desserts, especially if they lean toward the semi sweet side. Cheese cakes, tiramisu, tuxedo cake. I’m drooling already just thinking about them. Best change the subject.
I still don’t have a big appetite after the reaction to my second shot. My energy levels have not recovered either. I’m a little discouraged over that. Winter will soon be here and I need to get outside to do winter clean-up before the snow flies. One good thing about the snow – at least I don’t have to feel guilty about neglecting the yard.
Staying inside today produced a good chance to pay bills and respond to messages. That brightened my day considerably. The sad side of it, though, is knowing what my son and his wife and daughter are going through today. They will be putting their two oldest on a plane in a few hours to fly home to Canada. This isn’t a visit, they are moving home to see what comes next for them now that high school is nearly finished. I remember what it was like the first time my son flew off to a foreign country for who-knows how long. It was tough.
At the same time, I can relate to both sides. I have been the leaver and the left. It is much easier to be the one striking out on a new adventure. So many new things to experience. The left get to look at an emptier house every day and keenly feel the loss.
The adventurer doesn’t miss out on sadness though. Unfamiliar culture and languages can magnify homesickness. Even just a new and unfamiliar city brings it’s share of homesickness. No one gets away pain free.
On the other hand, sadness and homesickness means we loved. We can’t miss what we have never loved. What a blessing to have loved and been loved.
The three boys living here are excited to welcome their cousins. My daughter is left wondering how she is going to survive as the only woman with six guys. It will be an adventure, for sure. I tell her be glad it’s not girls, they would have to install another bathroom or two. Although if the girls were anything like the two of us, hogging shower and bathroom time would not be a big issue.
All that said, I enjoyed my kids when they were teens and I think she will enjoy these boys too. They are all loving kids.
Well, word is just in, the first leg of the flight was cancelled which means they will miss the connecting flight. At least they have a travel agent to take off some of the pressure. Arrival time will be affected, although this is not a total surprise.
A little of this and a little of that, again tonight… just because I feel like it.
My daughter asked me to check through family pictures this afternoon, she was in need of photos taken with a particular family member. It needed a big chunk of time to find anything after this many years.
I did find a few that fit her needs. But that’s not all I found. There was one I’ve been thinking of lately that always makes me smile. I think it represents my personality fairly well.
I would never have dreamed of taking such a picture but my son-in-law thought it was a great idea. Since I was oblivious to what he was up too, I couldn’t even change to a more lady-like position.
I have no idea, anymore, what precisely was going on but whatever it was I was the only one small enough to reach. Now that it’s been awhile, this is one of my favorite pictures. Yup, that’s me, climbing on things.
So, this brings me to another favorite picture and I think it kind of goes with my picture. We are like two peas in a pod when it comes to one or two things. That’s my assessment anyway.
We were looking for evidence of her visit a few months after I moved here to Manitoba, back in 2013. At least I was looking through photos. My daughter is already in British Columbia ready for the memorial service tomorrow and needing memories.
Mabel aka Granny, was amazing. Facebook, Face time, emails, messages, all that good stuff right up until the end. This was 85 years young at the time.
This is my favorite picture of her. The pose says it all.
My next favorite thing in this picture is the stuffed snowman on the hearth. It’s a wind up music box. It plays “Cold as Ice” while it swings around. Makes me laugh every time. I have no idea why I think it’s so funny but after a dozen years I still think it’s hilarious.
I love my mother-in-law like a mother/friend. I’ve been separated from her step-son for 17 years and in spite of it all, she understands and the two of us are still close. She has room in her heart for all of us and I appreciate it more than I can tell. Not everyone can love without choosing sides. Actually, the whole family is good at loving this way. I feel truly blessed.
Rest in Peace Mabel. You are a special lady and we all love you.
I can be at peace with her passing because I know I will see her again. Sooner than I might wish, the way time flies by.
My last email to her ended with the chorus from an old Rusty Goodman song about heaven.
Look for me, for I will be there too I realize, when you arrive, there’ll be so much to view After you’ve been there ten thousand years, a million, maybe two Look for me, for I will be there too
1531 Entertainment had a bargain suggestion. It seems this was on our list back in June and somehow I missed reading it. What a mistake. It is awesome, I love this book. In fact the next two in the series are also bargains and I’m about to buy them too. I have to know what comes next.
Exercise Is Murder: A classic whodunit mystery with more twists and turns than a roller coaster. (Smiley and McBlythe Mystery Series Book 1)
Found at the bottom of his exercise pool, police believe the death of Steve Smiley’s friend is an accident. Smiley doesn’t buy it.
There are a lot of things a blind man can do, but solve a murder alone isn’t one of them. He needs a partner… one who knows their way around a crime scene. In walks Heather McBlythe. She can help him solve the crime, but can she keep him out of danger? Steve doesn’t have a choice. Without her someone will get away with murder.
Book 1 was awesome but can books 2 and 3 live up to the reputation? That’s what I want to know.
The Long Fall: A clean read whodunit with more twists and turns than a roller coaster! (Smiley and McBlythe Mystery Series Book 2)
Four classmates in town for their twentieth high school class reunion. Now one of them is dead. Did he decide to end it all from the twelfth story? Or was it something more sinister?
Being blind sometimes had its advantages. Unhindered by how things look on the surface, private investigator Steve Smiley digs deep to think outside the box. Someone wanted it to look like suicide. He’s sure it was murder.
Blindsided by opposition from a surprising source, Smiley and his partner have to think fast. His reputation is on the line. Can they unmask the killer and bring justice? Or will this long fall prove to be the perfect murder?
The Ice House Murder: A clean read whodunit mystery with more twists and turns than a roller coaster! (Smiley and McBlythe Mystery Series Book 3)
Who committed the murder in the ice house? A lawyer of questionable repute approaches PIs Smiley and McBlythe tofind out. They agree on one condition: that truth will prevail. Even if that means the Russian cooling his heels in jail is guilty.
Smiley and McBlythehave ten days to name the killer before the lawyer, and the Russian mob, do things their way.
The rules change when Heather arrives home to find her beloved cat gone. The ultimatum: Solve the murder in three days or she’ll never see him again. Smiley has one last trick up his sleeve to ferret out the killer. If it doesn’t work, Max will be gone, and so will his partner.
I love the humor and the way Mr. Hammack puts a story together. I love the characters too, especially the main characters. They are brilliant, quirky and fun.
I can hardly wait until I’m done posting for the night to get started on these two.
This looks like a fun read. Hilarious even. And it’s FREE.
Rodeo and Juliet: Sunny Ridge, Montana Book 1
Rodeo has never been closer to achieving his dream of buying his own ranch. But when his trick horse—his partner in every performance—falls for the lovely Juliet and refuses to leave her side, Rodeo’s plans go up in smoke. How can Rodeo persuade his stubborn horse to change his mind? Especially when Rodeo finds himself drawn to Jules, too…
Juliet is the careful twin, content to play it safe. She’s not interested in Rodeo—or his horse. But the more time she spends with the stubborn cowboy, the more she realizes there are hidden depths he doesn’t show anyone else. But feeling compassion for the man doesn’t mean she’s falling for him… does it?
Rodeo needs Jules’s help to convince his matchmaking horse to perform. Can these two put aside their pasts and embrace a future that fulfills dreams they won’t admit to?
I’ve read the first chapter and I think I may have to cancel my afternoon plans to read the rest.
I’ve not read another story even remotely like this one. Crazy horse.