IT’S A TOPSY-TURVY WORLD OUT THERE…
Before I tell you about the latest Honeyism, I wanted to let those of you know who read my books, that there’s a brand new one nearly ready for release! This is Caleb and Genevieve’s story. That’s pronounced Jen-vee-ev, but he call’s her Frenchie, because she is. Well, he also calls her Geneva, like the convention, and you’ll have to read the book to find out why. 🙂
Meet Caleb’s Frenchie! 😉
The story is a long one, so I will be posting teasers over the next few weeks. I have a tentative release date of October 31st! Can’t wait!
PERMIT ME by RILEY MURPHY
She saved his life and as a reward, she wants his hand in marriage.
Here’s a teaser…
NOTE: I’ll be doing a cover release in a week or so!
Okay, now for a slice of my life. As some of you have already noticed, (thanks for the emails, btw) I haven’t posted a blog in a while and there’s a reason for that. I haven’t been able to sit for longer than an hour at my desk for the past few weeks. Why? My mom fell and when I picked her up I wrenched my back. *Wags finger at you* Don’t look at me like that. The woman is 100 pounds soaking wet and I’ve done this numerous times before. *Pinkie swears*
BUT! What hasn’t happened before is my mom falling a second time when I tried to steady her. She fell to the right and I automatically caught her and leaned to a hard left so we both wouldn’t go down. The moral of that story? Don’t ever, EVER, do that, guys! Seriously. I should have had a chair nearby to sit her in before I picked her up the first time. *le sigh* Now she’s motoring around the place and me? Decrepit. That’s the best way to describe how I’m moving at the moment.
Now, I could spend hours going over all my woes, but I didn’t like having to live through them so I’m going to save you all the grief of having to read it. Long story short? I am not a good patient. I’m much better when I get to play nurse Bambi. 😉
The upside of all this? I’ve put my dreams of becoming a star student at a yoga academy to rest. Why? Well, for starts the person who invented this mode of torture was an evil genius. Translation? Yoga stretches are not for me. Maybe I’m too short. When I lamented this fact to Honey what did he say?
Drat! He’s probably onto something there.
I’ve also learned that chewing on tinfoil with dental fillings isn’t the only type of electric shock discomfort I can’t stand. My back – in the L4-L5 area? Was not good. Yeah, every time I moved left or right it was that shock-like tinfoil being chewed kind of sensation I felt, but only in my spine. Do you know how many times in the course of one day a person moves left or right? I do. I counted! *Insert Homer Simpson shudder here* Oh, and did I mention that I have this thing about taking medication – as in, I don’t like to? True story. So there’s me toughing it out – flat on my back, unable to sit at my desk or comfortably work with a keyboard to get words down for two weeks. What did I do? I went old school. College ruled notebooks. Great right?
*Looks right at you*
Not great! I wrote the whole book and I can’t read my writing!!! *Cries* Just this morning I was reading a passage and I’m squinting over a word. I’m sounding it out. Here’s me. “Is it slain? Stay? Stain? Slang?” I go back and read the whole sentence. “Convertible in tire our slain mean confused.”
Um…yeah, I’m confused.
Turns out the ‘s’ word was “skin”. As in “comfortable in their own skin”! I may as well toss the frigging books out. *Cries harder*
Which brings me to Honey. I want you to keep my monumental WHOLE 380 PAGE CURSIVE STORY MESS problem in mind while I tell you about his most pressing recent upsets. To set this up, we’re in the living room during morning coffee time. He’s bringing me the java. Here’s the conversation.
“I can already tell today’s going to be a beast.”
Me trying not to wince when that creepy and instantaneous electric shock pain wave shoots through me. “Why do you say?”
***Pauses here for a minute to mention that you guys may want to sit down for this. I wouldn’t want anyone to fall over and injure themselves when they hear the disparaging news. Seated? Good. I shall carry on. Ready?***
Honey sits and then shakes his head. “We (as in he because I’ve been going to bed early to get better faster) forgot to turn on the dishwasher last night and there were no small spoons. I had to use a big one.”
Me blink, blink. “So?”
“I make the perfect cups of coffee every morning because I have the correct tools. These cups might be too sweet.”
And there I am trying to figure out how I’m going to get the stupid cup to my mouth without feeling one of those yucky twinges when I realize he’s serious.
I’m sure my tone was bland when I muttered, “This is why you think the day is going to be beastly. You had to use a tablespoon instead of a teaspoon?”
“Yeah. That and we’re out of cream. I had to put milk in mine. I hate that.”
Yeah, grocery shopping for me is off the table at the moment so…meh, I drink my coffee black so all I did was stare at him.
That’s when he said, “It’s a topsy-turvy world out there.”
I guessed that the Topsy “out there” he was speaking of was our kitchen and the turvy part came from me not sticking to our nightly routine as I usually turn on the dishwasher before bed. Which got me to thinking. My coffee was in my favorite mug. The mug I drank out of yesterday morning. What a guy, right? Obviously, he went through the trouble of washing my favorite mug when he could have given me a different one, no?
After I mentioned this to him, thanking him, he frowned. “Don’t thank me because there’s a funny thing about that.”
*Nothing but my eyes move as I look at you* The only time Honey prefaces anything with “funny thing about that” is when he’s trying to downplay how mad I’m going to be after I learn about the non-funny thing he’s done now.
*Deep breath* as I return to eye him and wait for him to drop the bomb.
“I didn’t realize the dishes in the dishwasher were still dirty until I had the coffee poured and I tried to find a spoon.”
That’s when I noticed there was a dried coffee drip on the side of my mug and I hadn’t even taken a sip. *Turns my whole head now to look at you* Do you believe this guy?
I raise a brow at him. “So I’m drinking out of a dirty mug?”
He raised a brow right back at me. “Don’t I always tell you not to rinse the dishes before you put them in there?”
What one had to do with the other made me shake my head until he said.
“I wasn’t going to say anything but on Saturday when I unloaded the dishwasher it wasn’t until I got to putting the last fork in the drawer that I realized the who load I’d just put away hadn’t even been washed.”
I put down my mug, unmindful of the back twinges. “Tell me you loaded them back in there and washed them.”
He slowly shook his head. “The machine would have been running all night.”
Even though I knew the answer I had to ask, “So what you’re telling me is that we’ve been eating off of dirty dishes for two days? Is that it?”
“That would be my estimate.” And before I could even get my head around this he popped his brows at me. “Topsy-turvy. Am I right?”
Well, as it turns out, he may have been right with his T & T observation, but he’d been horribly wrong about sharing the dirt with me – pun intended.
Bottom line? Honey got in big – big as in huge –trouble! And me? I realized I better stay healthy so I can keep an eye on things – otherwise Honey just might kill me! 😉
Hope all you guys are doing well. Geez, we still haven’t done our drawing for a build-a-giveaway. We have to fix that! These are the items in the drawing.
This is the front
This is the back.
A twenty-five dollar Amazon gift card.
And I’m adding
A “YOU HAD ME AT SPANK!” dog tag
And since most of you guys liked this:
I’m going to do a separate drawing for this item at the same time. So there will be two winners!
One winner will win the pillow, the 25.00 gift card, and the dog tag.
And the other winner will win the “flipping the bird” wall hook.
Yay! I say we do both drawings a week today. That will be Sept 30th 2016. Comments on this post will be counted as well.
If you are a subscriber you’re already entered one time for each drawing, but with every additional comment on posts, your name gets added for additional chances to win. So don’t forget to leave a comment. Comments on this post will be counted as well.
Have a great weekend and as always – Thanks for stopping by!