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To my Lovie,
When they ask me how,
I don’t have the words…
All I know is how could I not?
Loving you is the easiest thing I do.
I’m truly blessed and pray to stay that way always.
Thank you for this 25 and here is a pre-thank you for the years to come.
With all my heart… forever,
images fm us… 25th banner fm pinterest
So this past Monday I had the honor of making my 2nd appearance at ever popular Lady Jane’s Salon. I was slated to appear with fellow novelists: Katana Collins, Sofia Tate and Alice Clayton. It was quite a line up and to say I was nervous was putting it mildly. Lady Jane founder, Hope Tarr invited me to read my contributed essay from Scribbling Women & The Real Life Romance Heroes Who Love Them. It was a packed house which included my DH front and center there to hear all my mushy words about him. Thankfully, I made it through and didn’t embarrass myself or my DH too much with my tale of spooning called Resting Easy and a wonderful time was had by all.
You can pic up your copy of Scribbling Women here and, bonus, all profits go to charity.
here is a pic of all of us playing celebs and posing for the paps.
All the best,
Last night I waited impatiently for my DH to come home while the package sat on the table. It was there and I was going crazy! But still, I waited and waited as I was afraid to open it alone. Who knows it may have jumped out and bit me or something. Better to have a bit of back up. Or I might have fainted dead away and I don’t think Jack is one of those wonder dogs, you know, all inclined to dial 911 when things get sticky. More likely than not, he’d use my body as a handy stepping stool to the table where he’d be that much closer to his treats. But I’m now off course as you all know I’m often to be. Let’s get back to where I was waiting. And waiting.
Then finally he came home, looked at me on the couch and said, “you’re still up?”
“I was waiting to open my package. I think my book is here and I don’t want to open it alone.”
He threw down his bag and said, “well what are you waiting for? Open it,”all the while excitedly going for his camera phone. I frowned, because by then I was looking a hot mess but inside I was grinning.
Then it was open. We were wide eyed. There it is. A book. A bit smaller than I thought for all those words I made up. I shrug. Guess it turns out, I really can edit. The cover is smooth and cool to the touch. I flip through. No pages upside down. All seems good. We kissed and hugged and laughed. Yay! My name is on the spine. Holla.
But then there is another package to open. You see I ordered my book to see how it would turn out, but as I was doing that my DH was ordering his own copy and now I had my first book that needed an autograph. And this one was signed with love. So worth the wait.
All the best,
P.S. you can get your smooth paper edition of Through the Lens here. Now in 2 handy dandy versions. Pick your pleasure!
Grow old with me!
The best is yet to be.
The last of life, for which the first is made.
– Robert Browning
Kwana and DH in Mexico a very long time ago
Love always and forever,
P.S. To all my friends and visitors. Thanks for sharing the love with us today.
What’s Jack up to? I’ve realized Jack’s doing a really good job at training me. Something is so wrong with this picture, eh? But it’s so cute the way he pushes his water bowl at me to let me know to get off my butt and get to serving him. Boy, he’s learned a lot from the folks in my house. Yeesh!
Today is me and The DH’s 19th wedding anniversary. Yep, it’s a mind blower for me too.
I don’t really remember exactly what we’re thinking or saying when this picture was taken in Central Park, but I’m pretty sure the conversation went something like this:
DH: “Can you believe this?”
Me, laughing: “Nope.”
DH: “You are always getting me into something.”
Me: “Yep, I am.”
DH: “So, what are we supposed to do now?”
Me: “I don’t know but let’s hurry up and get these pictures done. I don’t wanna miss the cocktail hour. That’s the best part.”
DH: “You know you’re crazy, right.”
Me: “Yeah, I know, but you love me and I love you.”
DH: “Ok let’s go, Lovie. It’s your party.”
Happy anniversary DH! 19 years is many a lifetime. It’s fun growing up with you.
What’s Jack up to? Ugh! The wild dog tried to give the DH a heart attack this morning on his walk by dashing out into the street towards a car. Thankfully he’s fine. Not so sure about the DH.
Thanks to all of you who submitted questions on Ask The Agent yesterday. There’s still time to chime in. If you want to ask submit here. I’ll be writing up the interview soon and submitting it to Elaine. I’ll give a shout out as to when it will be posted. Great Fun! Thanks again.
Speaking of fun…
Happy Birthday to my dear DH! My own sweet knight in not so shining armor (not his fault. I’m just a poor armor shiner). No this is not my DH in this photo, but this is me at about the time I met my DH about 20 years ago with my big time forever crush, Prince.
Then my DH came along. He was my total opposite with his southern charm and cool demeanor, but he and give me the same type of chills as the very best Prince song. I was a lost from the start.
He really is my true BFF, my toughest critic and greatest supporter. Sticking by me at my best and worst and understanding me when no one else does.
Happy Birthday DH!
I Love you. But you already know that.
Well, the blog party’s almost over. I hope it doesn’t stop my new friends from coming on back. It’s been fun getting to know you all.
So, I’ve been trying to wrap my head around a new book idea and it’s right on the tip of my brain. So close, I can almost taste it. I know it’s there with action and excitement, but for some reason it’s just not coming. So being visual (have you noticed all the pictures on this blog) I took a clue from another blogger, thanks WriteBrained, and tried playing around yesterday with a dry ease board. Of course, I had to get multiple colored markers:) But in about an hour I went from this:
Yay! Now I feel like there may be something I can get my fingers around. Wish me luck.
On another note. It’s been a pretty trying time in the Kwana world and yesterday I received the most wonderful surprise in the mail. My DH aka Mr. Silent aka Are We Still Talking About That? aka Mr. When Did You Tell Me That? Well, the UPS man drops off a package and when I opened it it was my favorite soaps! The Claus Porto Soaps from Lafco New York in the delicious Honeysuckle scent. These are the same soaps that were featured on Oprah’s Favorite things. I fell in love with them last year on a trip to Vegas with the DH. Who can now add to his list of alias’ aka Mr. Big. How sweet is that?
Finally it’s Goodbye to Chet on Survivor. Man, I think the poor guy even voted for himself! Cirie had better watch out though. Amy’s coming for her. Good stuff.