Debbie Macomber's Blog, page 51
June 15, 2011
Demand Peformace
My youngest grandson, Jaxon, took his first steps yesterday! He placed his hands on top of his head and started walking, laughing all the way. Trust me, this family doesn't lack for a sense of drama--or humor!
My daughter-in-law texted me right away, as everyone has been waiting for some time. I stopped off at the house on my way home so I could see this wonder for myself. Wouldn't you know it, Jaxon would have none of it. Here I was, a willing audience, prepared to applaud and sing his praises. Nope. No way would he show his grandma what he can do. That's the problem with children--they just don't perform on demand!
My daughter-in-law texted me right away, as everyone has been waiting for some time. I stopped off at the house on my way home so I could see this wonder for myself. Wouldn't you know it, Jaxon would have none of it. Here I was, a willing audience, prepared to applaud and sing his praises. Nope. No way would he show his grandma what he can do. That's the problem with children--they just don't perform on demand!
Command Peformace
My youngest grandson, Jaxon, took his first steps yesterday! He placed his hands on top of his head and started walking, laughing all the way. Trust me, this family doesn't lack for a sense of drama--or humor!
My daughter-in-law texted me right away, as everyone has been waiting for some time. I stopped off at the house on my way home so I could see this wonder for myself. Wouldn't you know it, Jaxon would have none of it. Here I was, a willing audience, prepared to applaud and sing his praises. Nope. No way would he show his grandma what he can do. That's the problem with children--they just don't perform on demand!
My daughter-in-law texted me right away, as everyone has been waiting for some time. I stopped off at the house on my way home so I could see this wonder for myself. Wouldn't you know it, Jaxon would have none of it. Here I was, a willing audience, prepared to applaud and sing his praises. Nope. No way would he show his grandma what he can do. That's the problem with children--they just don't perform on demand!
June 14, 2011
When Nothing Goes Right
Have you ever had one of those days when nothing seemed to go right? Last Sunday was that kind of day for me. I was in Columbus, OH, for a yarn tradeshow and only packed a carry-on. Unfortunately I didn't take into consideration that I might purchase any yarn at the show, hence I couldn't zip my suitcase closed. Thankfully a friend agreed to cart the yarn home for me. When it was time to leave for the airport the car that had agreed to take me didn't arrive. That was fine. I'm perfectly capable of climbing into a cab. Then, as luck would have it, the cab got a flat tire on the way to the airport! I changed planes in Chicago and was about as far away from my connecting flight as possible with only a thirty-minute window in which to do it. I managed. With the time difference I arrived home around midnight Columbus time only to walk in the door to have Wayne announce there wasn't a thing in the house to eat and he was hungry.
June 9, 2011
Of Cameos and Yarn
I finally found my way to a little shop that has been recommended to me by several people who know I collect cameos. My good friend, Mary Lou Carney, and others, all knew I would love this place, and they were right! Monica Beth Fowler of Delectable Collectables, in Micanopy, FL, was an absolute delight--a soul sister, with about 1,500 cameos in her shop. Of course, I couldn’t leave without taking one or two home with me.
I loved learning more about cameos from Monica. One of the pieces she showed me is called a mourning cameo. They could be either double-sided, with one side of the cameo an image of the deceased, or it could include a place to store a snip of hair. I found that to be so sad!
Wayne and I arrived in Columbus, OH, a day early, so I have a chance to settle in and get my bearings here at the National Needle Arts Association (TNNA) before things get hectic. Because TNNA is for shop owners, designers, yarn companies, etc., I’ll be able to get the scoop on the new yarns and colors for fall and winter.
I’ll be back in my Port Orchard office on Monday. I can hardly wait!
I loved learning more about cameos from Monica. One of the pieces she showed me is called a mourning cameo. They could be either double-sided, with one side of the cameo an image of the deceased, or it could include a place to store a snip of hair. I found that to be so sad!
Wayne and I arrived in Columbus, OH, a day early, so I have a chance to settle in and get my bearings here at the National Needle Arts Association (TNNA) before things get hectic. Because TNNA is for shop owners, designers, yarn companies, etc., I’ll be able to get the scoop on the new yarns and colors for fall and winter.
I’ll be back in my Port Orchard office on Monday. I can hardly wait!
June 8, 2011
Heading to the Northwest
Wayne and I are packing up the car to head north for the summer and fall. It’s hard to leave Florida but I am in desperate need of a Grandkid fix. We have audio books and I’ve got no less then six knitting projects all ready to go. We have busy summer plans, including a class reunion for me and a cousin reunion on Wayne’s side of the family. I’ll be checking in next week and updating you on our cross country trip.
May 27, 2011
Happy Memorial Day!
Wayne and I are off to the other side of Florida for Memorial Day weekend, visiting another writer and distant relative of Wayne’s—Robert Macomber. He writes seafaring military adventures, which Wayne thoroughly enjoys. However, I can’t think of Memorial Day without remembering my father.
As a young girl I can recall watching my father march in the Memorial Day parade. He was a World War II veteran and active in the local VFW and proud to have served his country. He was often in the front row with other veterans, carrying the American flag. I am reminded that we are the land of the free, because of the brave, and my father was the bravest man I’ve ever known.
As a young girl I can recall watching my father march in the Memorial Day parade. He was a World War II veteran and active in the local VFW and proud to have served his country. He was often in the front row with other veterans, carrying the American flag. I am reminded that we are the land of the free, because of the brave, and my father was the bravest man I’ve ever known.
May 26, 2011
In the News!
I'm thrilled to report I'm mentioned in the newspaper today! Several authors and I were quoted about how to heat things up this summer with your sweetie. Here is a link to today's USA Today, in the Life section: http://yourlife.usatoday.com/sex-relationships/story/2011/05/Romance-writers-here-to-help-your-love-life-this-summer/47609646/1?csp=ylf.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
May 24, 2011
Walks with Bogie
Bogie and I have been going out for a walk every morning. We have our own route, winding around the neighborhood. It isn't nearly as hot in the mornings here in Florida as it gets in the afternoons. We've made good friends along the way. Bogie especially likes it when he meets up with Tommy and Molly, the two dogs who live across the street. (He thinks Molly is hot stuff!) We've also run into a few rabbits and lots of squirrels. Bogie ignores the rabbits, but he lets it be known if he wasn't on a leash those squirrels would be goners! After our tour, he races up the stairs to tell Wayne all about our exciting adventures.
May 19, 2011
Snakes, dead or alive?
Bogie and I were out for our walk early yesterday morning when we saw a dead snake in the road. Naturally, Bogie had to stop and pay his respects. Then yesterday afternoon Bogie wanted outside, and I went with him, just to be sure he didn't get into any trouble. He sniffed about twenty thousand blades of grass before he did his business, and then the two of us turned to walk back to the house, and, yup, there was another snake. A big one--right on our patio! A big, colorful snake. I grabbed Bogie, leaped over the snake and raced into the house. Unfortunately, I didn't think to take the snake's picture. In looking at pictures of Florida snakes on the Internet, I believe it was a copperhead, and copperheads are poisonous! I think it's time Wayne and I consider heading back to Washington state!
May 17, 2011
Lovebugs
We've been invaded with lovebugs here in Florida. Trust me, there is nothing romantic about these small black flies. It is their habit to attach themselves to one another, and they are everywhere. The male is smaller--about one quarter of an inch--and the female is bigger, about a third of an inch. Last Saturday I was at the local farmers market and had to leave because walking around was impossible. I kept waving my hands in front of my face. This infestation happens twice a year in Florida, spring and autumn, but it's never been this bad. Okay, class, you're had your science lesson for the day!
