Well, my husband certainly knows the way to my heart (maybe he's picked up a thing or two from all those romances laying around the house :-) because he got me exactly what I wanted for Mother's Day...
Meet Maggie, the latest edition to our family. DH took me to a pet store on Thursday night to get a new kitten but they only had one wild boy kitten. So, Friday night we tried again and Miss Maggie was at the very last store we stopped at. A mere 1 1/4 pounds, she is the most curious thing I've ever met and has already held her own against the two dogs :-)
She's on my desk as I write this, exploring and keeping me company.
My second Mother's Day gift was flowers. That's my annual thing -- give me my MP3 player and a bunch of annuals and I'm a happy camper, just sitting outside and planting. This year, as always, it's impatiens in pink and white. Plus I picked up some herbs and veggies for the backyard garden (even found catnip this year -- can't wait to dry some of that!).
In case you're curious, I planted carrots, tomatoes, peppers, lettuce, cucumbers, basil, parsley (my parsley from last year returned too! so now I have two kinds), oregano, onions, strawberries and grapes (the last three were DH's picks). I have a couple raised beds and only bought one or two of each plant, so there was plenty of room. Tomorrow, I add flowers to the back. And I've got to get some new birdfeeders, too. Make it a regular garden back there :-)
Anyway, this is the kind of "day-to-day" blog post that I wasn't sure I was ever going to put into this. I figured my readers really didn't care what was in my garden, LOL. But if you want a mix of day-to-day and writing advice, let me know.
Oh, and I had a signing in Merrillville, Indiana this past weekend. My first customer was a guy who came up and asked me if I'd read this Betty Friedan book. I told him I hadn't and he seemed surprised, saying, "Well, you're in your mid forties, aren't you?"
Gee, thanks. Had I left my makeup off that day? LOL. I'm nowhere near mid-40s but must have had bad lighting that day ;-) At least in the end I sold lots of books (none to him since I apparently disappointed him by not being a part of the 60s--I tried to tell him I wasn't even born until the end of that decade, but he seemed to think I should have been more up on the feminist movement while I was breaking in my Pampers ;-).
Anyway, back to work!