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Repeat Post: Have I Ever Shown You My Real-Life Silas?

October 23 update: Yes, this is a repost. But, with a purpose. You see, my real-life Silas has a beautiful baby daughter, who is 4 months old. She was just diagnosed with adrenal cancer, and is in Children’s Hospital in Aurora CO, as I type. So, I am asking all of those who follow my sporadic blog to pray for baby Annaliese, and her parents, Mike (Silas) and Sarah, as they walk through chemoptherapy. Also, here is a link to Annaliese’s Caring Bridge page.

ORIGINAL POST:

Yes, I do happen to know a young man from church who looks exactly how Silas looks in my mind. The first time I saw him, I sort of shoved poor Retro Man (my hunny) off the chair he was in. You see, Mike used to work in the church kitchen. Irony of ironies, right? When I started working in the kitchen, and I found out that Shelly is his mom, I asked her if anyone in Lakeville reminded her of Silas…she thought a moment, then laughed. So, here’s a few shots of Mike, a.k.a. Silas giggle4 Silas #1 Silas #2 Thanks to Shelly for sharing him with the world…well, my little corner of it, anyhow. dhsigbanner

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What’s Happening Around the Blogsphere

Every Wednesday, you can pop over to Chautona’s blog and enter book giveaways by downloading new episodes of her Past Forward serial novel. The problem with this, however, is that when you must get ready to be out all day Wednesday starting at 7:40 AM, you don’t have time to READ the dern thing! 😉 She has a handy little widget on the top left to tell you what episodes are available. The first 2 volumes are also available in print and on Kindle, naturally. Books are available on Monday, so if you cannot wait to grab a free Kindle copy, you can get ahead of some of us by purchasing them.

City Chick, AKA, Donna O has enjoyed a busy month of blogging and website working. Stop by for some cute giveaways (including my books, soon) and words of wisdom from Donna or a nice list of her guest bloggers! She has some fun link ups going like What’s Up Wednesday and Take/Put It Off Tuesday.

One Good Thing by Jillie is a new fave of mine. This week, we’re making the powdered laundry soap. I have a list of her “home made” versions of things from shampoo to body butter that I will be trying out.

Okay, so my blogshpere is kind of small. Next week, I’ll put up a list of author blogs that I like to pop in on. Yes, I promise. I told you all I was going to be better about blogging. It’s just those pesky folks in my head that keep me in other places. 🙂

Blessings!

Barbara

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FREEBIE…Tuesday?

*ANNOUNCEMENT! I’ll be guest blogging on Donna O’s wonderful website on Thursday, Aug 23. Stop by!*

Yes, it’s not Monday or even Wednesday, it’s Freebie Tuesday this week 😉 Of course, look for Episode 9 of Willow tomorrow (Formal title: Past Forward) but today! Today is action and adventure, dragons and unicorns, and other way cool stuff. (there’s not much cooler than dragons)

I’m just going to copy Chautona’s blog post. I mean, it’s so easy. *innocent whistling.

It’s not Fairbury–or even Rockland!  Instead, this book takes you deep into the heart of northern medieval England… and into your heart.  Dove, the “creature” of Wynnewood starts a new world of adventure in this story.  Though originally written for young people, this series has been popular with all ages, so step on over to the excerpt page forShadows and Secrets and see if you might like a change of scenery for a week!

It’s time to give away Cloaked in Secrets  FREE on Kindle for a limited time.

As always, I am looking for people to help spread the word:

Amazon:  Please DOWNLOAD the book (even if you delete later) and hit the “like” thumb.
Facebook:  Please link to the Amazon page
Twitter:  Please Tweet the Amazon   page
Pinterest:  Please pin the two covers
http://pinterest.com/pin/55239532900393705/
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Blog:  Feel free to SHARE on your blog.  I can give away a copy to a few people who request one as a giveaway as well.

Additionally:  Encourage anyone you know who likes my books to please sign up for theNEWSLETTER

Here’s the trailer, done by Chautona’s equally talented daughter Braelyn.

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FREEBIE…Tuesday?

*ANNOUNCEMENT! I’ll be guest blogging on Donna O’s wonderful website on Thursday, Aug 23. Stop by!*

Yes, it’s not Monday or even Wednesday, it’s Freebie Tuesday this week 😉 Of course, look for Episode 9 of Willow tomorrow (Formal title: Past Forward) but today! Today is action and adventure, dragons and unicorns, and other way cool stuff. (there’s not much cooler than dragons)

I’m just going to copy Chautona’s blog post. I mean, it’s so easy. *innocent whistling.

It’s not Fairbury–or even Rockland!  Instead, this book takes you deep into the heart of northern medieval England… and into your heart.  Dove, the “creature” of Wynnewood starts a new world of adventure in this story.  Though originally written for young people, this series has been popular with all ages, so step on over to the excerpt page forShadows and Secrets and see if you might like a change of scenery for a week!

It’s time to give away Cloaked in Secrets  FREE on Kindle for a limited time.

As always, I am looking for people to help spread the word:

Amazon:  Please DOWNLOAD the book (even if you delete later) and hit the “like” thumb.
Facebook:  Please link to the Amazon page
Twitter:  Please Tweet the Amazon   page
Pinterest:  Please pin the two covers
http://pinterest.com/pin/55239532900393705/
http://pinterest.com/pin/55239532900393699/
Blog:  Feel free to SHARE on your blog.  I can give away a copy to a few people who request one as a giveaway as well.

Additionally:  Encourage anyone you know who likes my books to please sign up for theNEWSLETTER

Here’s the trailer, done by Chautona’s equally talented daughter Braelyn.

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Happy Anniversary!

To ME! 😉

29 years ago, I was out having breakfast with my Mom. I have no recollection of what or where, but it was a sweet time. We got home, futzed around a while before my cousin Cheryl came over to get dressed. Meanwhile, my hubby-to-be and his brother were out getting their tux’s and all that man related stuff.

 

It was a wonderfully humid day in NJ (isn’t it always?) and my friend wrote on our white car windows with bright red lipstick “JUST MARRIED” and all we could think it that if it melted, our car would have red drips on it forever.

I don’t remember much just being hungry. Selective memory 😉 It was a humble beginning, and that’s really all that matters. It’s been a mostly terrific, sometimes rocky, but always worth it road.

Then:

 

and now:

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Wednesday Means…

NEW Episode of Willow! Make sure to ‘like’ it on Amazon. Every little bit helps!

Since Chautona loves me so much, she agreed to let me interview her! (I KNOW!! SQUEEE!) If there’s anything you’re dying to know about her, post it here. I’ll add them to my list. Unless, of course, it’s already something I thought of. In which case, it’ll be answered. Oy.

*ahem*

Restoration is going well. Working hard to entwine the stories into something meaningful. Sometimes it goes well and others…let’s just say the brothers certainly have their own, STRONG personalities to contend with. It’s been a very fun experience. I found the Restoration theme. Ah, you were waiting, I know. You already know Jude’s (Mighty To Save) and Si’s (Desert Song). The story’s song is:

LOVE that song! Oh, when they sing it together…

Okay, that was a little slip of “spoiler”, sorry 😉 I should be posting the first chapter soon.

Enjoy the song, Worship the Lord on this fine day!

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Ready or Not: Kindle freebie from Chautona

Chautona is a great friend, wonderful mentor and all around good egg. She puts up with me, isn’t that enough? 😉

She’s having a free promotion on her book Ready or Not. Not only that, but if you run over to her blog and let her know you’ve downloaded (and a host of other things like Facebooked, Twitted, etc) you get an entry for a book giveaway. One of her other terrific books! So, run along and let her know. By the way, I think I did it all but send a message via The Enterprise to Pern. I’m a good friend like that. 😉

I did blog about Aggie once. She’s a spirited young woman who learns that she’s “inherited” her 8 nieces and nephews after her sister and husband are killed in a tragic car crash. The three books in the series tell a wonderful story of self-sacrifice in the face of very hard times. Aggie’s faith, punctuated by p-mail, and the love of her good friend Tina, carry her through days filled with puppies, wall tagging twins, the agony of pre-teen girls and a full house renovation. Enter a very accommodating handy-man, a Corvette driving cop *heart throb* and a neighbor affectionately dubbed “Murphy”…oh yes, let’s not forget the Grandmother from the Nether Regions. Trust me, this is a series you do not want to miss out on!

You can read excerpts of Chautona’s novels on her blog. You will not be sorry that you discovered her!

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It’s been a rough weekend here in the Wild, Wild West. Emotionally.

As I was vacuuming, dusting and cleaning the bathroom, (always good for musing over spiritual things) I was listening to Keith Green. I don’t ever suggest listening to Keith Green if all you want is music to tap your foot to. His lyrics are deep and can be life altering. Be prepared with tissues to bawl your eyes out over your sin and the condition of the world.

So, that’s what I was doing. My heart is so heavy for many, including my family. Our Bible study has been praying for the birth of a teen group here in town. Then the songs start to hit me:

“Oh Lord! There’s so much work to be done.

Oh Lord! So many souls to be won.

Seems this world is falling apart

Dying of love from a broken heart.”

The world is sleeping in the dark,

That the church can’t fight, cause it’s asleep in the light,

How can you be so dead, when you’ve been so well fed,

Jesus rose from the grave, and you, you can’t even get out of bed,

Oh, Jesus rose from the dead, come on, get out of your bed.

Hey, I warned you.
But then, I felt better, because I can get up and go…even if it’s only to the phone to call a friend, one of my kids…that I can be involved in His work just by a prayer.
Sometimes I would love to live in the Potterverse. I could wave a wand, make people do what I want them to do, get things I need…all that cool stuff. But, my GOD is so much better. He owns the cattle on ten thousand hills. he knows exactly what I need, when I need it and if something is not going to be good for me.
Most of all, He knows my heart aches, my pain and my fears and HE takes it all.
1 Peter 5:7: Casting all your anxieties on Him, because HE cares for you.
Have a most blessed day today.
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Accident Prone Update

Yes, you should have known when I didn’t post on Friday something was up. At least if you read the last post 😀

Friday I spent (between bouts of Sunnie editing) in pretty intense pain. Tooth related. We all know what that means.

Dental Phobia, Extreme Edition.

Yes, I admit it, I am a huge, blubbering baby. There is NO SHAME here. I am what I am. And DARN proud of it.

But, pain is a great motivator to do something. So off I went to Comfort Dental early Saturday morning (like, before 9AM, early) (don’t you HATE it when mature adults use the word “like”? ah, I digress…)

Seems we have an abscessed tooth. And a way lot of dental work that needs to be done that I could buy a used Mustang with. (I don’t really want a Ford, but that’s all I could come up with, it’s early here still) The pain was finally subsiding to a dull roar yesterday.

Putting away the dishes (WHY can’t anyone else do this?) I bent and twisted and did something I do every.freaking.day.of.my.life. and when I stood up…yup…my back did not join me.

So, after a night of trying to toss and turn, but I couldn’t really move to do so, here I sit. And, so long as I SIT, I am fine.

I do have a stack o’ books to catch up on mow that Sunnie is safely finished and in the hands of Madame Editor (at least I accomplished some positive thing, right?) I have my proofreaders lined up, and I’m working on all my specifics for the cover to be created. It’s a REALLY long list *hides head in a bag* but when I get asked to be specific, well…

I’ll be back Friday…barring any other mishaps.

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Typing Lessons

I was going to blog this week about “Books I Hate,” but I got to thinking about how I type. Those of you on my Facebook page or who know me from elsewhere know why I’m thinking this.

I tend to be accident-prone. I may have realized this the day (at 16) I tripped down my front stairs carrying plants to repot. A trip to the ER that day garnered a wrapped ankle, a prescription for Percodan (who CARES if my ankle hurts! whoo hoo!), and crutches, which proved to be more menacing than helpful.

Lest we wax poetic on the extremely poor judgement of the ER doctor who prescribed me Percs, we’ll move on to High School Graduation. Hello, Class of 1981, do you remember that I tripped ON STAGE getting my empty diploma case? I blame the 4 inch platform spike heels that any person with a shred of sense should have known not to wear. It certainly wasn’t the liquid refreshments before hand. Nope, no way. No one else tripped.

Beauty School. Surprisingly, I was NOT the student who squirted nail glue into her eye. I was the one who burned my hair off due to over processing. I was also the one who every week could be heard uttering some form of expletive when the sissors nipped my hand. Those, by the way, are called kisses. Yeah. Of course they are. I became very good friends with NuSkin.

My soon to be Hubster should have seen all of this coming. On our first date to the Bronx Zoo, the very first thing we did upon entering is buy Italian Ices. REAL ones. My cherry one was immediately spilled down the front of my super sexy blue and white striped shirt and white jeans. A trend that continues to this day, should I have anything light on.

I think I did better in my 20’s-30’s where I only gave birth. (Although I did have one traumatic one, but now is not the time for Matt’s birth story) I did manage to total our Jetta, then take the rear view mirror off the passenger side of out 2 week old EuroVan driving across a very slim bridge that I drove over nearly every day for 5 years prior to owning the van. But *I* did not get hurt. (unless you count a few burns from ovens, hot pans and a random curling iron)

Moving into my forties must have triggered this latent Clumsy Gene. I know my parents did not exhibit it. Or maybe it was the onslaught of High Blood Pressure. Whatever the case may be, I have some doozies as I come closer to the close of this decade. I managed almost 44-ish years with no major trauma other than the occasional sprained ankle or burn. Or the time I got my hand caught in the kneading beaters making pizza dough.

Thanksgiving 2007 marks some sort of watershed moment in my life. It was my first Thanksgiving without my Mom. My good friend Nancy was scheduled to come over, and around 9AM, I was in the kitchen getting the turkey ready to put into the oven. The little guys were watching the Parade (yes, THE PARADE, there’s ONLY one) and Matt was chatting with me as I washed wine glasses.

The glass slipped from my hand, hit the sink and ricocheted back into my left wrist. The result was a 2 inch long gash that bled a lot. I called for the Hubster, and Matt picked up the phone (not bothering to try to catch me, since I git very lightheaded). Matt proceeded to scream at the 911 operator that I had just slit my wrist. Ummm….

Less than 4 minutes later–which was pretty good timing in the lake community we lived in–the ambulance, police and community security was at my door. I left the broken glass and blood in the sink *gag* so they knew I was not suicidal. (Silly Matt!) We called my friend to come earlier than planned, left the littles with Matt (a choice I still question) and drove off to the ER to get my first set of stitches. Five.

If you are friends with me on Facebook, look for the album titled “The Great Thanksgiving Stitch-Fest”

But yet, the saga continues! I managed to move across the country with nothing major happening. Occasional scrapes, bruises, and burns. Normal. Oh, and plenty of spillage on any light garment, especially while eating anything tomato based.

Until 2011.

This year I have:

~ dropped my iPhone and broken the glass on the back

~ spilled a full 8 oz of orange juice on my MacBook (thankfully, Q recovered well, and I am typing on him right now)

~ fallen down the laundry room steps, bruising up my thigh and elbow

~ cut my hand (left, again) open on a blender blade

Yes, that one deserves an explanation. I borrowed my neighbor’s blender, and naturally I was washing it before using it. I had the glass jar in the sink, and the blades in the base. I was going to wash the jar when Matt called. Matt seems to be involved at times like this. I started wiping down the base (forgetting it was plugged in, and no, I have NO IDEA why I plugged it in without the jar on top) and I hit the “Ice Crush” button. Dropped the phone, swore very loud and grabbed the paper towels. Five hours and 3 stitches later, I was home. (pictures of that are on my Facebook page, too…aren’t you glad?) Oh, and look, I blogged about it on my homeschooling blog.

Which all leads up to last night.

You’d think something as innocuous as washing a few dishes before dinner prep was simple. I have a set of 3 steak knives (shouldn’t that be 4? hmmm) that have heavy wooden handles, so they do not go into the dishwasher. All I know is one moment I was scrubbing off egg remnants from my bagel, egg and cheese, and the next it was stuck in my right index finger. To the bone. I’m lightheaded just reliving it to write. The Almost Teen said, “I knew the minute I heard the knife drop in the sink and you said ‘Danm!” that you cut yourself.”

Mom obviously has a pattern of behavior.

*Ahem*

Almost three hours later, home with 3 more stitches and many MANY admonitions to stay away from sharp objects. Mostly from the ER staff, whose names are Mark (PA who stitched my finger) Amanda (who irrigated it) Dave (who wrapped it up like a mummy) and Caryl (who signed me in). It’s nice in a distressing sort of way to be on a first name basis with the hospital staff.

Pictures on Facebook.

Have a great (emergency free) weekend.