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Sheltering in Place – Day 4
Not such a great day. We had a bad night. Norman either ate too much last night (too many cookies and bread and cheese) or he possibly has an angina condition. Eleven years ago he had a couple of stints put in and ever since that time, his heart has been right as rain. But…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 3
I have become The Accidental Hoarder. I thought I’d order 6 rolls of TP on Amazon but somehow ordered 60. When this huge box arrived, I was shocked! We already had 7 on hand so now the total is 67. I have no idea where to put all these rolls. After all, we do live…
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Sheltering In Place – Day 2
It was a lovely day today. Birds were singing, flowers blooming, and the San Jose hills were green and gorgeous. We took a walk. Hubby is on a new med and it’s making him tired. I’ve been feeling pretty energetic, so today for the first time in nearly forty years, we were evenly matched in…
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“Sheltering In Place” – Day 1
So here I am with a Type A Personality husband being told we are to Shelter In Place for the next three weeks to help prevent the spread of CV19. In some ways, it has been made easier by the fact that almost every place near and dear to hubby’s heart has been told to…
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Alert the Presses! New Covers for the Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries!
I’ve been rebranded. And it’s not as painful as it sounds. The Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries are now called a “fun detective cozy!” Below see all the new covers for the Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries. Why change covers? Why not? Tastes change, concepts change, hairstyles change. Remember the sack dress? Of course not. Most of…
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I May Be Here, But I have No Idea What Time It Is
International travel vs. the internal clock. It revolves around datelines, time zones, stuff like that. At the moment, we are cruising the Baltic Sea heading for Helsinki. It’s nine hours difference than back home. But it may as well be ninety. I know this because I look at the clock every other second and still…
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Changing Horses Midstream
Picture it: There are two horses standing in a stream. We’re not sure why; reasoning cloudy. Sitting astride one horse is a woman who doesn’t want to be there. Possibly, she has been whispering into the horse’s ear something like ‘let’s get a move on, sport,’ but to no avail. Said horse seems to like…
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Christmas Trifle Has Arrived…well…Almost
They say timing is everything in publishing a book. So I was advised to hold back on publishing the debut novel of my new series, Christmas Trifle, Book One of the Snow Lake Suspense Novels. That meant it couldn’t see the light of day until September 1, in time for the holidays. The waiting was…








