This is not my beautiful house...This is not my beautiful wife...
Do you remember that "Talking Heads" song? I find myself thinking of that song often in my life in the country. Life just never turns out how you expect it to. When I met my husband, he was a successful engineer and our courtship consisted of fine San Francisco dining and Broadway-style plays. Fast forward 14 years.

My husband and I cashed out and left the city. He now teaches PE part time at our children's school and loves it. I, who never even babysat, have four children. (I don't think I even held a newborn until my own.)

I was the prissiest little girl on the block. Currently, my cat is bringing me dead baby moles on my back porch, I've seen enough rattlesnakes where I don't get freaked out too much, and my daughter thinks caterpillars are pets. Last night she let a tree frog loose in my minivan. (Guess where it landed!) On me, naturally.

All this to say, you can plan your steps with an Excel spreadsheet, and I guarantee it won't turn out like you plan. God has some sort of surprise around the corner awaiting. I realize, as an author, He is the greatest Creative Mind ever and we are only little pebbles of sand off the Great Rock. But here's the thing God, this is the black moment in the book. This is where You write me out of this fiasco. Readers love the happy ending!! (And it's a joke, please don't email me a Bible verse on being grateful!)

Oh hey, while on my trip to Seattle, I got to thinking everyone should have a Spa Date. I got this great, authentic Pink Leather Coach bag filled with two of "She's All That" and "A Girl's Best Friend", the Spa Girls Collection so far -- one set for you, one for your Spa Girl. I'll be randomly selecting one of the people getting my newsletter for this great bag and two beach reads for your own Spa Weekend (even if you can't get away.) If you already get my newsletter, you're already signed up! www.KristinBillerbeck.com