This has been an exciting summer for me. May 17 my first book debuted. I’m excited to say I’ve sold about 400 copies so far. As a debut author I had no idea what to expect. I’ve written for 12 years, but until now my stories only existed in my brain and in my computer. This summer has been so exciting!
If you’re one of the 400 who’ve bought my book, I hope you’ll consider writing an honest review. It’s one of the best ways to help new readers discover Neil and his wind tunnel. More reviews make it easier to search and find us.
Another way to help Neil and his wind tunnel is to recommend it to your local library, or buy them a copy. To date I’m now in 6 libraries. For this reader that’s pretty exciting!
But, this moment was more exciting! This is a picture from June 1st from my daughter’s wedding. As you can see from the picture she’s my mini-me, and this was a military wedding. I’ve only been to one other. It was when one of my college roommates got married in the 80’s. All I remember were the swords, but I remember so many moments from my daughter’s, like her father walking her down the aisle.
But there’s another moment that I’ll never forget. I don’t have a picture of it, but I’ll remember it as long as I have memories.
You see, my son and his wife pulled my husband and I over to take a selfie – ONLY it wasn’t a selfie. It was a picture of a sonagram. Do you know what was in it?
My husband didn’t, but I did, right away! It was a picture of my grandbaby. My first! So the night of my daughter’s wedding, I got a 2-fer . . . I got a son-in-law AND grandbaby. WOW! What a great surprise!
Then the parents-to-be got their siblings together for another selfie. My daughter got it before her brother, or her husband. The wedding photographer got that shot, the moment comprehension dawned on all three faces.
Then the parents-to-be took their show on the road. They did the same selfie trick to the grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. What a great way to announce a baby.!And its name . . . you’ll love it . . . REALLY! Baby Blob!
Why? Because the baby looked like a blob for its first 10 weeks. BTW – this is not my grandbaby. I have the real picture, but it’s not mine to share, not until I ask my Texas kids for permission.
A Road Map for this Grandma-to-be
I won’t be driving cross town to visit the baby. I’ll have to drive from Ohio to Texas. Through Kentucky, Tennessee, Mississippi, and Louisiana to get there. That’s 18 hours by car, fewer if we fly. I’m glad my son and his wife live on the east side of Texas. It’s huge compared to Ohio!
With that kind of distance, we won’t have a lot of face-to-face time, but we’ll use technology instead! We can visit anytime online with apps like Facebook or Skype.
When we’re together, I hope we’ll explore the world, chit-chatting about all the things we see. Then we’ll snuggle into a good book and take turns reading together. What could be better?
Grandmas Just Want to Have Fun!
Baby showers . . . Birthdays . . . Christmas . . . Let the shopping begin!
I wonder what I’ll pick for the baby shower. I love gifts with a theme,. Maybe I’ll pick a lamb to give her sweet dreams, and the right book of course! OOPS! Did I let something slip 😊
I hope I’m there for dress-up days like church or dance recitals.
But I’d rather be there for regular ones like walking her dog or lunching on Happy Meals. Grandmas and grandgirls should have fun together.
Oh the Places You'll Go!
I’m lucky to be a grandma now. I’m a retired teacher. I can go, pretty much, whenever, where ever I want, and I’ll always want to be where ever my grandgirl is. Here’s to walks and talks. To the places we’ll investigate. To the things we’ll discover.
Can you guess two places we’ll go? My husband and I live on Norris Lake. There’s so much to share with our grandgirl. Swimming, tubing, boating – I hope she’ll love it!
My kids loved beach vacations! Now it’s time for a grandgirl to take their place. Building sand castles, hunting for seashells, leaping over waves – I’m looking forward to it all! Here’s to my grandgirl and the fun we’ll have together!
When I write, I can only have one voice in my head, mine. A little noise is fine. But too much, or worse yet, WORDS, and I must change rooms or pull out headphones. Then I can write on!