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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Gay's Days, September 30, 2014


Good morning friends,

 

If you’ve read many of my posts, I’m sure you know by now that I’m not the most organized person. God gave me the talent to create beautiful settings, and I’ve done that for multiple clients with my decorating skills. Those services require a certain amount of planning and organization, but it is mostly color, scale, and harmonization...easy things for me.

 
Keeping files. Yuk! Organizing paper work. Yipes! If you could see my desk and office right now, you might wonder how I get anything done. 
 
When working with a consumer, I kept a folder with swatches, paint samples, pictures, orders placed, times of arrival of products, etc. I didn’t need them because I could remember those kinds of details, but the folder was handy, and I used it to help clients see how we were putting things together.

 
Jacqueline Hopper, an Acquiring Editor with Prism Book Group, found a list of the following books. They sound as though they are beneficial, and they are free, so I’m sharing her info with you.  Jacqueline writes amazing stuff on her blog.  Check it out.  As I've said before, I can't manage to link the book back to Amazon. Please copy and paste.

 
 
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Jacqueline has written a book that I enjoyed reading, and I think you will too. The Gingerbread House. I truly believe every parent should read this inspiring book.
 

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Monday, September 29, 2014

Gay's Days, September 29, 2014

How was your weekend?

Mine was routine but pleasant. Our church had a hot dog luncheon after worship, and It is always good to eat and visit with our sweet, family congregation. We have a new member who enjoys cooking, and she did an amazing job of putting everything together.  We all have gifts that God wants to use. I wish God would send more just like her.

Our church is quite small, and each member is needed. Here's a picture of the fellowship building. It's quaint and has a charm all its own.



I worked on Sarah and the Midnight Cruise to Catalina Island yesterday afternoon.  That Sarah. She amazes me with her antics. Isn't it awesome how God uses us regardless of our goofs and mistakes? With Him all things are possible.

Here's a sample of Sarah's latest goof.

She’d done relatively well when she appeared before as an elderly lady. Why not try that again?  With a flutter of her hand, Sarah colored her hair white and added several shimmering shades of blue to the sheen. She brandished it into a bun of sorts and perched the thingy on top of her head. Then she supplemented seventy pounds to her petite frame and slipped eyeglasses on. Now. What to wear? She chose a green paisley dress, panty hose, and low heeled black orthopedic shoes. Okay—that should do it. After dropping from the roof, she surfaced inside the building. In the dimly lit area, the space appeared quite small.Oops! She’d meant to appear on the street. Oh well. She was inside now. What location had she bopped into?

Judging from a dress hanging on a rack, she decided she had relocated to some kind of interior closet. Wonder what was behind the wooden door. She cautiously opened the access and ventured out.

“Hey! How did you get in there?” A man yelled at Sarah as he suddenly sat up in a bed.

A woman pulled a sheet up under her chin. “Who is that, Norman?”

“I have no idea.” The man threw a protective arm over the female lying beside him. “Lady, who are you, and what are you doing in our hotel room?”

Merciful heavens! What had she done? Think fast Sarah. Make your voice sound crackly and old.

“Well, hello young fella.” Sarah pushed the glasses higher on her nose. “The hotel sent me in to help a couple make a love connection. Do you need any advice? I’m a psychologist.”
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Okay, I'm off. Must get to that treadmill and then to the grocery store. Have a good one, and I'll touch base tomorrow.

 
 

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Gay's Days, September 24, 2014

Good morning!

I placed my four picks in draft from for  efictionfinds a few minutes ago.  I haven't learned how to place links on the site yet. Can you imagine how frustrating that is for me? Yuk! I post in draft, and someone else must link the books back to Amazon. I wish one of you could come over here and show me how to do it.

Have you been to the site? http://www.efictionfinds.com/  We feature four books each day. They must be clean reads, have at least a four star rating, and priced no higher than $3.99 for an eBook. The site is an excellent place to find good reads at bargain prices.

The weather was phenomenal yesterday. The day started out at 68 degrees and topped out at 86. With low humidity, that was a diamond of a day. This one will follow suit. If our weather was like this every day, Texas couldn't hold all the people who would move here.

I walked two miles yesterday and will do so again today. Even though I increase the distance, the scale says the same. Do you struggle to keep your weight at a certain level? Many of us do. Those who don't are fortunate. I'm not winning the fight! Bummer.


When I walk, I'll take my IPhone with me and listen to my book: Sarah a Mission of Love. The narrator is Christy Williamson, and I think she does an excellent job. The publisher selected her, and I'm pleased. It's only $1.99 on Audible Audio, and it's unabridged.
http://www.amazon.com/Sarah-A-Mission-of-Love/dp/B00MTX4D4K/ref=tmm_aud_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1411563080&sr=8-1

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I hope you'll listen too!

Have a blessed day!

Monday, September 22, 2014

Gay's Days Septemeber 22, 2014

 


Dinner Party Time
 
 
Remember when I told you about planning a dinner party?  Well, here's a picture of the table, and the party was last Saturday night. We had eight dinner guests, and it is now a pleasant memory of a good evening.
 
 I worked for days trying to get everything just right. Since I'm not much of a cook, I served plain, ole, country, southern cuisine. The comments included the word, 'grand.'  Can you believe? I fancied it up by serving the guests at the table rather than buffet or home style.
 
Soup came first. I bought butternut squash creamy soup and added nutmeg, cinnamon, sugar, and milk.  Next came the salad. I'd plated those and kept them in the fridge. They looked pretty, even if I say so myself. A bed of lettuce, topped with tomato slices, green apples, shredded carrots, and a purple grape. My salad dressing appeared in small pitchers for individual selections.
 
The main course was simple. Roast, potatoes, carrots, mushrooms, rolls and gravy.  What is a southern meal without gravy?  We eat a lot of it down here.
 
The cake...I bought.  It was a thing of beauty.  I told everyone I'd taken classes to decorate it, but no one believed me.  And of course I didn't. The icing was cream cheese and ganache. We all loved it.

 
 
 

The weekend is over, now I must get back to work. I was happy beyond measure to see Sarah: Mission of Love back on Amazon's best seller's list this morning. I check all six of the Sarah books several times a day just to see how the books are doing.  I appreciate all of you reading about her adventures. Sarah: Mission of Love is also on audio.
 
Until tomorrow, ya'll have a smile blessed day.
 
 


Friday, September 19, 2014

Gay's Days, September 19, 2014

Do you know how to flirt?

I asked a friend of mine the other day if she knew how.  She grinned and replied, "Why sure. Some things you never forget."

Like riding a bicycle? I'm positive I can still do that. And roller skate. Yep, no doubt there. And touch my toes. Easy. But flirt?

But then, I'm not certain I ever knew the technique in the first place.

What is a flirt? A certain slant of the eyes? In romance novels, the heroine often looks up through her lashes at a man. Have you ever tried that? How is such a maneuver possible unless you squint at the dude? In my opinion, wrinkled, askew eyes don't appear sexy.

On the other hand, maybe the fictional character bats her lashes at the man of her dreams. To my way of thinking that makes a woman look as though she has something in her eye besides Contac lens, but in a romance novel, this seems to turn the guy on.

How about tossing the mane back and giving the guy a wide eyed expression. Does that work for you?  I see gals do that and think they appear equestrian. I expect them to paw the ground with a foot and prance as the next item on the agenda. 

Writing a romance scene is one of my challenges. I don't do bedroom scenes. Horrors! My husband's congregation would ask him to vacate the church and take his wife with him if I did. Coming up with flirtatious moments requires a great deal of thought.

How do you flirt?  I welcome suggestions. They might end up in one of my Sarah books.





Thursday, September 18, 2014

Gay's Days September 18, 2014



Rain!

I love the drops that fragrance the earth. Reading and relaxing on rainy days is a godsend.  Traveling about is difficult and sometimes dangerous, but the water grows the planet's food and brings beauty...a positive side to everything. Arizona experiences flooding these days due to a hurricane, but after the water recedes, the state will benefit from the supply.

I captured this picture from my front door yesterday during a heavy thunderstorm. The rain came down fast enough to cover the street. More showers are expected today and I will be out driving in them later. We celebrate a daughter's birthday this weekend and family will be here for dinner on Saturday. Errands include picking up the present I ordered. I may stop at the grocery store, but then I may not. I'm decisive today, aren't I?

My menu is simple: roast, potatoes, carrots, salad, and a side dish. Pot roast is one of those simple meats I can do. I sometimes wish I were a gourmet cook, but one must like the kitchen to enjoy that undertaking.

 I'll spend an hour or two on my work in progress, Sarah and the Midnight Cruise to Catalina Island.

What are your plans for the day? Don't forget to smile and make the day brighter for those around you!

God bless and keep you safe.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Gay's Days September 17. 2014

Good morning everyone.

I just finished checking over the final edits to Sarah and a Dad for Mandy. Did you know that publishers make manuscripts go though multiple edits and readings before the public is allowed to see the finished product?  Even after all the checking, books can have errors. I think the gremlins love to get into a story and cause typos.

The formatting is interesting. Here's the way it looks.  I copied some of the lines for you, but the other markings don't show up. If changes need to be made, I specify which line goes with a new change.

In this scene, Sarah, the angel, wants to cause a man a bit of trouble.  The Superior tells her she can't do what she proposes. Later on, we find her wishing for the man to have garbage fall from the heavens.  As you can see, Sarah faces some of the same emotions humans have.

687      This gossipy, trouble-causing man warranted a bit of inconvenience. But what?

 
688      Sarah snapped her fingers. Maybe she could get a bird to fly over and poop on his head.

 
689      Glancing upward, she saw an entire flock of birds flying her way. “That’s even better. I’ll

 
690      get the whole lot of them to bomb him with their refuse.”


745         As Don exited the building, Sarah searched the skies. Maybe debris from a comet, a meteor,

746         or a spacecraft would shower down on him. That would be satisfying to see. Didn’t the

747         astronauts leave some trash up there?
 
I didn't know it until today, but Sarah and a Dad for Mandy can be preordered from Amazon.  The release date is October 15.  I hope you are eager to read Sarah's latest adventure.
 
 

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Gay's Days, September 16, 2014

Hello friends,

Another day is here, and I'm groggy. Sleep was difficult to come by again last night. Don't you hate it when that happens?

I have errands to run today, so I'm going to venture into Houston. Well...actually, I'm only going as far as Katy. The Houston Metroplex extends far and wide, and Fulshear is located on the west side of the area.

Fulshear, pronounced Full Sure, is a family name. This area was founded by one of the Stephen F. Austin's original Old Three Hundred in Texas. Churchill Fulshear established the area on July 16, 1824 by a land grant from Mexico.

The community featured the family plantation, a cotton gin, flour mill, and a four story brick mansion. Fulshear Jr. granted the San Antonio and Aransas Pass Railway a right-of-way. As a result, Scotch-Irish, Czech, and German immigrants who were migrating through liked the area and stayed. By 1898, 250 residents lived here, and it was a thriving city. We had  general stores, a depot, grist mill, cotton gin, blacksmith, barber, six saloons, fours schools and a local telephone system. By by 1929, the population fell to 100.
 
I gathered this info from this site.  http://www.fulsheartexas.gov/about_us/history.php. It has pictures of the early area and a current map.  Here's a picture of our founder.
 
 
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Several years ago, Weston Lakes, a part of Fulshear, voted to incorporate into a city of its own. We actually live in Weston Lakes, Texas, but we kept the Fulshear address.  It was easier than making the address change.
 
So I say all that to say I'm driving east to shop. Although this area is growing rapidly, we don't have a grocery store.  The country out here is becoming crowded with homes. The drive will take fifteen minutes longer now than when we first moved here.
 
Since the day is already hot and muggy, I'll stop at the gym for the dreaded treadmill.
 
Ya'll have a good one. I'll check in on you tomorrow.
 
 

Monday, September 15, 2014

Gay's Days Septeber 15, 2014

Good morning friends,

How was your weekend? Busy? Restful? After church, hubby watched football while I read a book. I glanced at the TV every time he yelled. He does that when a player does something good...or bad. Aren't those instant replays wonderful? If you miss something, you can recall it.  A nap is out of the question when a game is on. He knows no one can hear his comments but me, but he tells the coaches and players his opinions anyway.

I walked earlier this morning in the neighborhood. The cooler weather made it easier. I'm thrilled to have that dreaded thing out of the way. I have too much to do today to leave the house. Since I was gone from home on Saturday, my house demands my attention.

I promised you I'd reveal the cover to the novella coming out on October 15.

I'm happy with the new cover to the latest Sarah book.  Here it is!



Here's a blurb


Sarah and a Dad for Mandy

 The Superiors left Sarah, “Heaven’s Little Love Angel," on Earth to complete the third consecutive and inter-related mission. With instructions to find a mate for Galena Maddox and a dad for six year old Mandy, Sarah should have no problem, right? Well except that dyslexic Sarah, known for bungles and goof ups, creates more mayhem than she ever imagined possible.  Pesky human disguises cause her trouble--again. In mortal form, she either injures people or embarrasses herself.  At this undertaking, the earthlings think she’s a fugitive from a mental hospital.

Sarah wonders about the challenges of the new assignment. With her shady past, will Matt Austin, a minister, consider Galena as a wife?  Would Matt’s hoity-toity church accept Galena if Sarah successfully brings them together?  Angels shouldn’t worry, but the task is daunting.

In this third novella of the trilogy, Matt, Galena, and Mandy attend Karen and Jeremy’s wedding. Sarah introduced the Karen, the bride and Jeremy, the groom in the novella, Sarah and the Internet Dating Service. The wedding party includes Robert and Brittany—they’re the couple Sarah brought together in Sarah and the Scary Ferris Wheel.

Maybe if Sarah doesn’t attempt to wear those red stilettos she loves, she’ll stay upright at the wedding, but foregoing those shoes for Sarah might be impossible.
If you haven't read the two recent novellas, please do. You will then be ready for Mandy.  She's an adorable six year old. I love kids and enjoy writing them into my stories.
The three novellas blend together, and for those of you who enjoy paperback, all three will be bundled at a later date for reading pleasure. They stand alone, but you can also read them in order if you prefer.
                                                                                                           
    
 
Okay, everyone, have a good day, and I'll catch you tomorrow!
 

 

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Gay's Days, September 13, 2014

Yay! I arrived home safely! Since I'm not the best driver in the world, I'm always thankful to return to my neighborhood in one piece. As you know, my little dyslexic angel is always lost, and so am I. Sarah comes by it naturally.

Rain caused the freeways to be a bit slippery at 8:00 this morning, but I drove into Houston to my WHRWA meeting. What kind of group is that you ask?  The acronym stands for West Houston Romantic Writers of America, and today we were privileged to hear DiAnn Mills, a talented writer and speaker.  Here are a few credentials I copied from her Amazon page.

Award-winning author DiAnn Mills is a fiction writer who combines an adventuresome spirit with unforgettable characters to create action-packed, suspense-filled novels. DiAnn's first book was published in 1998. She currently has more than fifty books published.
Her titles have appeared on the CBA and ECPA bestseller lists and have won placements through the American Christian Fiction Writer's Carol Awards and Inspirational Reader's Choice awards. DiAnn won the Christy Award in 2010 and 2011.
DiAnn is a founding board member for American Christian Fiction Writers and a member of Inspirational Writers Alive, Romance Writers of America, and Advanced Writers and Speakers Association. She speaks to various groups and teaches writing workshops around the country. DiAnn is also the Craftsman mentor for the Jerry B. Jenkins Christian Writers Guild.
She and her husband live in sunny Houston, Texas.
DiAnn spoke about backstory—the reason characters do what they do in a novel. Actual people have a past, and those by-gone days are the bones that cause certain current behaviors. Some of us may want to keep the skeletons in the closet, but as writers, we want our readers to gradually learn of a hero’s former lifestyle. Knowing why a character acts and thinks the way he or she does makes them appear real to us.
 
Here's a picture of DiAnn giving her presentation.
 
Here's a picture of me with DiAnn
 
 
It was a good meeting, and I'm happy I went. DiAnn has a plethora of good books for us to read, and she serves in the RWA chapter of Faith, Hope, and Love. I'm a member of that chapter and I always look forward to the topics DiAnn brings each week. She sent this theme for discussion that past week: "What made you choose fiction as your writing focus?" I don't always respond, but I enjoy reading the answers from other members.
 
How has your day been?  Is it cooler where you are? I'm always excited when September comes, it usually means cooler weather down here in this part of the country.
 
Stay tuned. In a day or two, I'm going to show you the cover of my latest Sarah book. Sarah really does some screwy things in this one. Sarah and a Dad for Mandy culminates my last two novellas. In case you've forgotten their order, Sarah and the Internet Dating Service was followed by Sarah and the Scary Ferris Wheel.  A dad for Mandy will be book three. The books stand alone, so you can read them in any order, but all three novellas have the same characters.
 
Hope all of you find your pew tomorrow!  Stay cool and dry!
 
 
 
 

 

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Gay's Days, September 11, 2014


9/11.

How many of you wish as time travelers we could turn back the clock to prevent that historic day? I suppose the only groups who want that horrific time to stay in place are the terrorists responsible for those deadly hours.

All of us remember where we were and what we were doing when we heard. My heart breaks for those who lost loved ones on this anniversary. All the videos and pictures bring back the grisly shock.

I skipped a day yesterday on my blog. Did you miss me? I had a ho-hum day…details no one cares about. I took down bathroom curtains, washed them, and managed to find the iron to press them.  I couldn’t remember where I’d put the thing. I seldom use it. Martha Stewart would be appalled.

I began today with a morning walk. The first thing I do upon arising is check the windows. If they look as though we had rain when we didn’t, I’m assured the humidity is torrid. They are that way most mornings down here in Houston, but I went outside anyway. Here’s a picture of the morning sky from my driveway as I returned. The sunrise was gorgeous.
 
As I headed out in the dark, I passed a neighbor. She walks everyday—regardless of the temperature. The doctor wants this dear lady to gain weight. Most of us wish we had that problem. I have another friend who is 5’9” and wears a size 2. She wants to add pounds to her frame and takes meds to do so. Sigh. Both of these skinny minis exercise like fiends, have low blood pressure, and yearn for the scale to register an increase. Can you imagine that problem? My mom was like that. She was 5’4” and worked hard to keep 100 lbs on her bones. My sister and I didn’t inherit her remarkable DNA—regarding size, anyway.

Thanks to Vicki Caine, I’ve been challenged to a little game of 7's. I'm to go to the 7th page of my work in progress and count down to the 7th line and print out the next 7 lines. So, here you go. I’ll share what I posted on Facebook.  This is from Sarah and the Midnight Cruise to Catalina Island.

"The Houston metropolitan area has almost six hundred square miles. I can’t understand how three million people who live here learn their way around.” Sarah glanced up at Christian.

Christian grinned. “Most only know their immediate surroundings.” He turned Sarah around. “Now you are pointed southwest. Fly that direction until you come to Sugar Land Town Center. From there you can easily locate Carolyn’s address.”

“Oh yeah, sure. No problem. I’ll just zoom up and out and get to her house without breaking a sweat.” Sarah allowed her shoulders to slump and her wings drag the rooftop floor.

Like me, Sarah is always lost, and in this seven line snippet, we see that.

I’m reading Lindsey Paley’s book, The Wish List Addiction. Here’s a blurb.


 Rebecca Mathews is a Listoholic—you name it, she has a 'To Do' list for it. Coupled with her daily 'Must Achieve' List, she possesses a mid-term, creatively drawn 'Wish List' and an exhaustively-researched 'Bucket List'. But so far, they have delivered nothing but spectacular failure. 

With her much-loved career exploded in her face, her marriage terminated in an acrimonious divorce and her frail father's pleas to return to her native Northumberland ignored, Rebecca concludes that if it wasn't for her beloved four-year-old son, Max, she would be adding a trip to a Swiss clinic to her list. She buys The Little Green Book of Wishes', which challenges the reader to 'ditch the list' and instead to use its gems of wisdom as a 'dip in/dip out' lucky bag of challenges from all areas of life. Will she succeed?
 
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I’m a little more than a quarter into the Kindle edition, and I’m enjoying the read. I love Max, the little boy, and I’m rooting for Rebecca. When a reader identifies with the characters, you know it’s a good book.  Lindsey lives in England, and I enjoy her stories. British writing differs a bit from American novels, and it's interesting to observe different words and phrases. Lindsey puts recipes in some of her books, and I'm wondering if I'm going to find any in this one.

Ya’ll stay safe. Prayers for the country on this day of memories.
God bless.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Gay's Days, September 9, 2014


I awoke early to find my husband desperately searching for his car keys. We never found them, so he took my set. He must have dropped them in the yard when he picked up tree braches yesterday. We both plan to scour the yard later.
When I took my early morning walk, the moon was still visible. It looks so small here, but in reality, it was large. Did you see it? I saw several people posted it on Facebook last night, but I only saw it this morning. All of God's wonders are amazing.
 

My son-in-law begins chemo today. As I walked, I prayed for him. The quiet of the early morning gives us an opportunity to voice our concerns to the Almighty.
I finished The Scarlet Cord yesterday afternoon. I was sorry to reach the end, it was that good. Here's a review I left on Amazon. The first quote that appears below spoke to me as I thought about what my daughter and husband are going through. "Never let fear overcome your faith."
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“Never let fear overcome your faith.” Nasheon, a Hebrew, said this to his son, Salmon. Nasheon and his son are descendants from the tribe of Judah. Both are overseers and rule the tribe with judgments. God chose the Hebrews as the means to reveal Himself to all mankind. Salmon, who will become Rahab’s husband, said at one point, “What we have is not because we deserve it, but because He has blessed us.” Salmon referred to the Hebrew Nation as a whole, but later these words applied to Rahab.  With Rahab’s background as a harlot, she felt undeserving, but Salmon proved to her otherwise. Rabab came from a dysfunctional family way before that word existed. She provided for her family, and they showed little appreciation. Even though I understand their need for survival, and it was the customs of the time to do what they did, I didn’t like her family. Sacrificing or selling a child is beyond my comprehension, but even today, people do it. I can only wish they would find the only true living God.  When Joshua asks Salmon if he is concerned about the tribe’s reaction to his marriage to a harlot, Salmon replies, “One thing I have learned by sitting in judgment. The truly repentant sinner leads a more obedient life than those who think highly of their own righteousness.” This historical and accurate book will speak to you.
Have a good day, and keep reading!
 
 
 

Monday, September 8, 2014

Gay's Days, September 8, 2014

Don't you just hate it when sleep doesn't come? I don't know why it is...but often that magic component eludes me...as it did last night.

I left the bed, went to my favorite chair, and then continued to read an intriguing book. The Scarlet Cord by Carlene Havel and Sharon Faucheux. I'm 3/4 finished, and I can't wait to read the ending. Wow. Good writing. Remarkable story.


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I finally grew sleepy and slept, but I awoke at 5:00. After a cup of coffee, I walked in the neighborhood for one mile. It's hot in Houston, but cooling down a bit. During the summer, I usually travel thirty minutes to the gym. I save time by walking my own streets, but one mile isn't enough...all I could do in the humidity.
 
 
The sky was beautiful. Sarah enjoys the clouds for her rest. She would have been on one of the higher ones this morning, but she prefers the lower hanging ones.  They give her closer access to the humans she's so fond of.  Here's a picture I took not too far from my house. The colors are outstanding. God is an amazing artist.
 
 
 
 
I'm going to start unloading that crowded bedroom and returning items to their proper places. The tile men are coming tomorrow for touch up, but I can start the process of moving stuff.  I plan to sort as I go.  Do you collect junk like I do? Goodness! I'm not a hoarder, but one would wonder if they saw all this paraphernalia I store. Time to rid myself of some of it.  Others can use it. Who needs three measuring cups? Not me. I seldom use one!
 
 
Y'all have a good day, and I'll look in on you tomorrow!


Sunday, September 7, 2014

Gay's Days, September 7, 2014

 
I love church steeples, don't you.  Here are two that caught my attention.
 
 

This one is new by modern day standards                        
 
 
                                                        
 
This one is old as in days of yesteryear
 
 
Which one do you like best?  In earlier times, a church steeple was usually the tallest element in the village or town. The idea was for people to be able to find the church, and the steeple pointed the way to God.

We had a lovely service this morning.  My hubby is preaching a series of sermons from 2 Corinthians, and I began a study in Hebrews for my Bible study class.

After church, we ate Mexican food, one of my favorite selections, and now I'm more than ready for a nap.

See you tomorrow!

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Gay's Days, September 6, 2014

Good afternoon!

The clock tells me I need to go to the kitchen and start dinner. My day went by fast.

Hubby and I awoke early this morning. The plumber was scheduled to come at 9:00 to take the toilet out of a bathtub and restore it to the normal place.

Why was it in the bathtub, you ask? Well, we had tile installed in that room, and the thingy had to be removed and put in a spot so tile could be put down, and that seemed the logical location. Sure didn't want the doodad sitting on the lawn.

After he left, I sat down to open email, and I saw that my publisher, Prism Book Group had returned my novella, Sarah and a Dad for Mandy for final edits. I spent the rest of the day editing. The book is now on the way back to the publisher.  I'm not sure when the release date will be, but I'm guessing it will be soon.

This book is the last of the trilogy. The first two are available.

Sarah and the Internet Dating Service, book one
 
 
Sarah and the Scary Ferris Wheel, book two
 
 
Awaiting the cover for book three
 
Sarah and a Dad for Mandy.
 
 
I hope all of you are having a fun-filled weekend and planning on being in church tomorrow.  I also hope your commode is in the rightful place. LOL.
 
Blessings!

Friday, September 5, 2014

Gay's Days September 5, 2014

Good morning friends,

Did you sleep well? At 2:30 this morning, I was wide awake. While I sat and read, I hoped sleep would come, and I finally went to bed--still very alert. Somewhere along the way, I dozed but got up when hubby left at 6:00 AM. Don't you know I'm going to be groggy today? Any of you have sleep problems?

Several of the women in the neighborhood do, and we often say we should text each other to see whose awake. We could meet for a ladies night and gab away the long hours until dawn.

The tile men worked hard yesterday and finally left last night around 10:00. They'd promised to finish, and they did. With installers working, I found it difficult to relax. I felt sorry for the guys...it's difficult to get into our gated community. When they arrived yesterday, the guard wouldn't allow them entrance.  They had no Texas ID...they were from Michigan and had to wait for a Texas supervisor to show up and drive them into the area. I offered to go get them and bring them in, but the rules wouldn't allow it. They didn't start their work until noon, and that put them into the night to finish.

I promised a picture of the new floor.  Here you go. It's a white, simple porcelain tile, laid in a brick pattern.  As you can see, we prefer navy and white. Wallpaper is no longer in vogue, but we still enjoy ours. When I helped clients with their homes, I always reminded them that their style and color choices made them unique. They didn't have to clone an interior unless they wanted to.



I've got errands to run, and then tonight, we are dining with friends. If possible, I'd like a nap somewhere along the way.

Ya'll have a good one. I'll catch you tomorrow!

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Gay's Days September 4, 2014





When I checked my Facebook page this morning, I had a lovely surprise. Vicki Caine has featured Sarah and me on her blog. I'd be thankful if you'd stop over and say hello to us.

 
 
I'm waiting for tile installation today. We bought new flooring for the kitchen, and part of the tile has been installed. After it's finished, I'll show you a picture. When the men were about completed, they found that the last ten boxes held a different color. So we've been waiting for the correct tile to arrive in Houston. They say they've found it. Boy! Am I hoping they did, but it will be the third time to say that.  We've moved everything into a bedroom, and I'd like to get the items back in place.
 
 
My new neighbors are moving in this week. I haven't met them yet. The lady who moved was super nice, and we will miss her around here. The house has about 6,000 square feet and was too large for one person.  I took this picture from my back porch. Our two yards have lovely, large trees--an aspect I love.

 
 
Back in my interior design days, I staged the house for the first time it went on the market. These people will be the third family to live next door.
 
 
I enjoyed staging and glamorizing interiors. In my second book, Sarah helps an interior designer.
Here's the cover.  Have you read it?  Please do and leave a review on Amazon.  Writers appreciate feedback.
 
 
 
It's about time for the installers to arrive, so I'll sign off for today. I'll be in the bedroom reading. Ya'll have a good one! Stay cool and safe.