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Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
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ONe of my favorite memories is hiking with my family. The pain we endured going up was forgotten once we saw the vista from the top. At the time, it made me feel safe and happy to do something together, even though my mother recently told me we complained all the way. It all depends on perspective I guess.
Oh, I'd love to have gone with you on one of those hikes, Mary-Louise. I wish I'd started hiking much earlier in my life. What a great tradition for your parents to have begun.
speaking of bologna,
jarred a memorie,
when I was kid, and I would send a week with my Grandmother who live in the big city. she would take 2 slices of bologna, and put some cheese in the middle of the 2, and fry them , for me ( no bread )
and my country grandmaw, would cook johnnycakes..
the happy memories that made me feel , safe and happy were the smells of the food that my Grandmothers were cooking in their kitchen's
Yep, Jel, you can tell we're from country stock. I remember fried bologna, how it curled up in the skillet and you had to cut around it so it would lie flat. I wonder if it would still taste as good now as it did all those years ago...but I think being in the company of our loved ones made it all the more special. How I loved my parents!
Oh, my memories involve our motor home and two-week trips to Daytona Beach, Florida. Traveling at night with the windows open and the curtains flapping in the breeze. Eating potted meat on saltines (I know, gross!). Sitting in our folding lounge chairs with the surf to our backs and letting the waves surprise us and whisk us away, matching bathing suits, sand in my crack from building sand castles. Sunburn and exhausted muscles from walking too far down the beach. I haven't thought about those memories in a long time and now that I do, I think that's why I love the beach so much to this day. Fun memories of the parents I miss dearly.
Sherri, I don't think potted meat and crackers is gross. It's making me hungry. I remember those times. Oh, and Vienna Sausages. They were cheap. I'd take cheap food any day if it meant I could go to the beach for two weeks. Daytona is a blast!
Yay!!! Vienna sausages!! The good old days, for sure. The best part of Daytona was being able to park the motor home right there on the sand.
Sherri, I think I'm going to buy some Vienna Sausages and gluten free crackers and listen to a CD with ocean sounds--with seagulls. I remember buying bread and feeding it to the seagulls, and having crowds following us for the food. And then feeling guilty because it probably wasn't good for the birds. A CD is the best we can do in land-locked Missouri.
my kind of people, I love Vienna sausages! :)
I know, Jel, and saltines. OH! And pork rinds with hot sauce. Even growing up in California, since my folks were both from Missouri bootheel and Arkansas, I didn't taste a true grilled steak until I was almost 11. Mom always did everything country-fried. A friend was reminding me about macaroni and stewed tomatoes...breaded tomatoes...fried green tomatoes. Ugh, here I'm trying to lose weight and we're talking about food.
Do it!!!
I'm trying to lose weight, too. All this talk is making me really hungry!
Well, if we lived on the beach and walked as much every day as we did when we were on vacation, we'd be in great shape. Hmm. Maybe a treadmill, or a mini-trampoline or a stair-stepper. But nothing beats walking in the sand.
that's on my bucket list, walking on a white sandy beach.
White sandy beaches are THE BEST!
Yeah, Jel, if you get a chance to get to a sandy beach, do it. Be prepared to walk and dream and jump and play in the waves, collect seashells, watch the sun go down over the horizon--or come up. Or both. Let the waves roll you in to shore, but if they catch you beneath, just catch a breath when you can, and wait until it's shallow enough for you to climb out. I remember taking a class trip to the tide pools once. Wow. Amazing. Sea urchins and eels and starfish. But don't try to keep a starfish, because it'll kill them. Do go if you can.
Favorite family vacation was the one we took last year. We had never been on a full family vacation. I've been with my parents and my older brother and then I've been with my parents and my younger brother, but we had never been until last June with both my brothers and their wives and my 3 nephews. We went to Branson for a week and stayed in a condo and had activities almost every day if it was going into town to go shopping or rent a pontoon for the day. Being all together was great. My 3 year old nephew still talks about going on vacation. It wasn't anything extravagent, but I was with my family and we made some great memories.
Branson is a wonderful place to make great memories, Jaime. I'm so glad you got to spend time there. I love it there!
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