Civic duty…

Have I mentioned I now have 3 kids of legal age? I do.

Son3 turned 18 the beginning of this month. I was in the post office this week and remembered he needs to register for the selective service. :( I know it isn’t a big deal, but to me, mom, it is. I brought home the form, and he immediately filled it out. It is sitting on my desk now. For some reason, it bothers me. It didn’t phase me a bit when the older two did their civic duty and registered, so why is it that Son3 doing it bothers me?

I told Son3 we need to get him registered to vote. He said it wouldn’t do any good, because he isn’t planning on voting.

None of the men in my life are planning on voting this year. GASP….

They all say the same thing… it is useless to vote.

While I may on some level agree with them, I will still be exercising my right to vote. Don’t ask who I will be voting for, I have no idea. I don’t like our choices. Maybe I will write someone in. Trash you still up for it?

A Sweethaven Summer

This week, the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance is introducing A Sweethaven Summer Guidepost Books (February 7, 2012) by Courtney Walsh


Courtney Walsh is a published author, scrapbooker, theater director, and playwright. Her debut novel, A Sweethaven Summer, will be followed by two additional novels in the series. She’s also written two papercrafting books, Scrapbooking Your Faith and The Busy Scrapper. Courtney has been a contributing editor for Memory Makers Magazine and Children’s Ministry Magazine and is a frequent contributor to Group Publishing curriculum. She works as the PR Manager for Webster’s Pages from her home in Colorado, where she lives with her husband and three kids, who range in age from 4 to 10. Courtney drinks entirely too much coffee.


Suzanne’s daughter, Campbell, journeys there in search of answers to her questions about her mother’s history.Suzanne’s three friends-Lila, Jane, and Meghan-were torn apart by long-buried secrets and heartbreak. Though they haven’t spoken in years, each has pieces of a scrapbook they made together in Sweethaven. Suzanne’s letters have lured them all back to the idyllic lakeside town, where they meet Campbell and begin to remember what was so special about their long Sweethaven summers. As the scrapbook reveals secrets one by one, old wounds are mended, lives are changed,
and friendships are restored-just as Suzanne intended.

If you would like to read the first chapter of A Sweethaven Summer, go HERE.

Sweeter Than Birdsong

Music offers Kate sweet refuge from her troubles . . . but real freedom is sweeter.

In Westerville, Ohio, 1855, Kate Winter’s dreams are almost within reach. As the first woman to graduate from Otterbein College, she’ll be guaranteed her deepest wish: escape from the dark secret haunting her family. But with her mother determined to marry her off to a wealthy man, Kate must face reality. She has to run. Now. And she has the perfect plan. Join the upcoming musical performance—and use it to mask her flight.

Ben Hanby, Otterbein College’s musical genius, sees Kate Winter as an enigmatic creature, notable for her beauty, yet painfully shy. Then he hears her sing—and the glory of her voice moves him as never before. He determines to cast her in his musical and uncover the mystery that is Kate. Still, he must keep his own secret to himself. Not even this intriguing woman can know that his passionate faith is driving him to aid fugitives on the Underground Railroad.

A terrifying accident brings Kate and Ben together, but threatens to shatter both their secrets and their dreams. Kate can no longer deny the need to find her courage—and her voice—if she is to sing a new song for their future.

Rosslyn Elliott is the award-winning author of Fairer than Morning, the first in the Saddler’s Legacy series. She holds a B.A. from Yale University and a Ph.D. in English from Emory University. Her study of American literature and history inspired her to pursue writing fiction. Elliott lives in Albuquerque, where she homeschools her daughter and works in children’s ministry.

Visit for more information.

Guess he’s not ambidextrous

I have a nagging muscle pull in my back that literally aches constantly. I’ve had physical therapy for it, no relief. So I use this rub on stuff called MaxFreeze on it a few times a week. Because of the location of the pull, Stud has to put the junk on me. Tonight when he got home from work, I asked him to come rub me down. He whined like a 10 year old you just called in for dinner.

Me: Come on hon, you know I would do it for you if you were in my shape!

Stud: It’s not that, that junk burns my hands for 2-3 hours after I put it on you!

Me: well wash it off

Stud: but I can’t pee.

Me: huh? Why can’t you pee?

Stud: I’m left handed.

Me: Can’t you use the other hand?

Stud: no, I’m left handed.

Sonoma Rose

Sonoma Rose by Jennifer Chiaverini was the first of her books I have read. I immediately fell in love with Rosa and her children, wanting them to reach true happiness. I was transported back into times of prohibition and everytime I put the book down I found myself shocked I was in the 2000’s instead of back in 1912! It was immersion to the fullest extent! I will definitely be reading more of Jennifer Chiaverini’s books. And best of all, I get to give one of you a chance to read this book for yourself! More on that later!

“Chiaverini has an impressive ability to bring a time and place alive, showcasing the effects of Prohibition on farmers in Sonoma Valley. ” — Romantic Times

As the nation grapples with the strictures of Prohibition, Rosa Diaz Barclay lives on a Southern California rye farm with her volatile husband, John, who has lately found another source of income far outside the Federal purview.

Mother to eight children, Rosa mourns the loss of four who succumbed to the mysterious wasting disease currently afflicting young Ana and Miguel. Two daughters born of another father are in perfect health. When an act of violence shatters Rosa’s resolve to maintain her increasingly dangerous existence, she flees with the children and her precious heirloom quilts to the mesa where she last saw her beloved mother alive.

Jennifer Chiaverini is the author of the New York Times bestselling Elm Creek Quilts series, as well as five collections of quilt patterns inspired by her novels. She has taught writing at Penn State and Edgewood College and designs the Elm Creek Quilts fabric lines from Red Rooster Fabrics. A graduate of the University of Notre Dame and the University of Chicago, she lives with her husband and two sons in Madison, Wisconsin.

Thanks to TLC Tours, I received this book in return for my honest review.

Now for the good stuff!

I have been given the opportunity to give away a copy of Sonoma Rose to one of my readers! I’m going to make this simple, just comment on this post, and let me know if you have ever read any of Jennifer Chiaverini’s books, which is your favorite?

See that’s easy!

The giveaway will end one week from today, that makes it 02/29/2012 at 12 noon est! I will email the winner and let them know, they will then have 48 hours to respond with their mailing info so I can have the book mailed to them! If I get no response, I will pick another winner!

Man/child which is it?

A bit of a miracle happened Friday. Minor, and only those who are parents of older children/adults will understand.

Oldest has had a very bad run of life lately. The car he bought blew up 3 weeks after he bought it, the warranty refuses to cover the repairs, the lot won’t take it back. He told the bank to come pick it up, but they didn’t. They sent a letter stating they were going to pick it up, and still didn’t. So instead, they emptied his bank account, the day after he got paid. Supposedly they can do that if you owe them money and your check is auto deposited… they can take every dime you make. Leaving him with no grocery money, no rent money, no gas money for 2 weeks. Nothing.

Its one of those things that happens in life. You can’t help it, you can’t do anything about it. They are after all the bank, they can do whatever they want. Thing is, Oldest will tell you he knows God is wanting him to change some things. He told me a couple of months ago, there are things God wants him to do, wants him to change and he just hasn’t done it yet. I’m not sure why. But he knows what it is, he knows what God wants, and he knows that things aren’t going to get better until he concedes and does them.

He came to see us and immediately went up to his dad, squatted by his chair, and said “dad, I spent several years being resentful, and just not getting why you made the decisions you did, why you are the way you are, but now, I get it. I understand. I want to let you know, I get it now.”

See, he had his light bulb moment.

My baby boy is growing up.