I'm still Alive

The grandkids were a lot of fun - my house did look like someone had dropped a bomb on it - but I was delighted to have them here. My granddaughter especially is still at the cute stage where she says things that make you smile. For instance my Uncle walked past her and said- she reminds me of goldie hawn in overboard when she's just sitting in the chair going bubububu - so turned to my granddaughter and laughed - told me uncle that's Up Above - she's singing twinkle twinkle LOL.  She's only two so that part did sound a bit like bububu LOL. 

but alas, then came the down side - yours truly developed a fever of 102 quickly followed with a scratchy throat that became the fires of hell.  Thankfully, today I am on the mend but have SO much to catch up on and no photos to share - 

on the book news- the new flirt is available everywhere - the first book in the sweet series is back from editor and almost finalized- and book 2- sweet surprises is on chapter four now! 

Since I have no photos and am very late posting - here's a snippet from one of the chapters of book one: 
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    Liz’s cheeks pulled back in a wide smile to rival her sister’s and snapped the new holster onto her hips again. “Looks like we’re going to show Mildred McEntire she’s not the only one who can bedazzle the crowd.”
     “You’d better not mean you’re going to blind me with bling.”
     “Of course not. That’s not my style.”
     “Good. For a minute there I thought I was going to have to find a new sister.”
     “Don’t you look serious.” The door closed behind their niece Jillian.
     “Oh, hi sweetie.” The holster still on her hips, Liz turned and drew her niece into a big bear hug. “You look prettier than an East Texas rose.”
     “I do take after my aunts.” Jillian grinned at them. The long running joke between the Davis women and the twins always brought a smile to their faces.
     Liz undid the holster. “What brings you by? I thought y’all were going to the ranch for a family dinner.”
     “I am.” Jill picked up a red bean bag with an embroidered American flag on it and weighed it in one hand. “I was just thinking.”
     Liz looked to Vicki. She didn’t like the glint in her niece’s eyes. Ever since the twins learned to speak, they could get their aunts to do or say anything. Right about now, say was the problem.
     “Mama tells y’all absolutely everything."
     Uh oh. With there being nothing but boys in the family until Jill and Rachel were born, it was plum easy for every adult in the family to cave in to the blonde pigtails and sweet smiles. Even if they didn’t wear pigtails anymore, resistance was futile. Except this time their sister had sworn them to secrecy.
     “I don’t know about everything,” Vicki offered up quickly. They needed to stay strong—and silent.
     “But enough?” Jillian dropped the bean bag back in the display bowl, then inched closer. “Something is going on with Mom and I’d like to know what it is.” 
That's all for today - See y'all next week !