And That’s What I Did!

I wrote in yesterday’s blog that after working a lot of hours this past week finishing the new issue of the Gypsy Journal, I planned to spoil myself and sleep in, and that’s just what I did! We got to bed about 3 a.m. and woke up about 10:30. I guess I needed it; I’m usually a light sleeper but when Greg White fired up his American Eagle next to us about 8:45, in preparation to going to a shop to get a broken windshield replaced, I never even heard it.

When we did get up I had a lot of e-mails to go through, and after answering the ones that needed a reply and then reading a couple of my favorite blogs, Michele Henry from Phoenix Commercial Paint called to say she was on her way over to the campground.

Three years ago we had a mobile outfit called Awning Man install new slide toppers on our motorhome when we were in Mesa, Arizona and he did a lousy job. From the very start the toppers sagged and flapped in the wind, and after several promises he finally came out to redo the job, but after looking at it, he left to go get a helper and never came back. The bedroom slide topper continued to sag until it was so loose that it touched the top of the slide.

Michele said she could tighten it, and after taking the slide topper cover off she worked on it a couple of hours and managed to take a lot of the slack out of it. The fabric has started to rip at one end and eventually we’ll have to have them replaced completely, but we don’t have time to order the fabric and get it delivered and installed before we leave here July 7^th. We’ll try to schedule that job next summer when we’re here.

Terry had to do some shopping in the afternoon and when she got back we met Greg and Jan at Applebee’s for dinner. We are there a few weeks ago and it was pretty good, but this time around our waiter seemed to be somewhere between feeble-minded and comatose. He got the order wrong, we never got our appetizers until after our entrees were served, we had to ask when we needed drink refills, and the food was mediocre at best. Then he messed up the check not once, but twice. Soon after we got back home we both discovered that we didn’t actually buy dinner, we just rented it. Needless to say, we won’t be going back to that Applebee’s.

We still needed to change our water filters, and with that chore behind us we were about done for the day. We spent the evening relaxing, watching a movie on HBO, and doing not much at all. I got an e-mail in the evening from our printer saying that they had reviewed the files for the new issue and they looked good, so this weekend I’ll be sending out the link to the digital issue to our subscribers.

Have you entered our latest Free Drawing yet? This week’s prize is an audiobook of Dog’s Run, my mystery set in a small town in the Midwest in 1951. With 75 reviews and a five star rating on Amazon, people tell me that this is my best book yet, and I tend to agree. All you have to do is click on the Free Drawing link and enter your name in the comments section at the bottom of that page (not this one). Only one entry per person per drawing please, and you must enter with your real name. To prevent spam or multiple entries, the names of cartoon or movie characters are not allowed. The winner will be drawn Sunday evening.

If you’re looking for something good to read this weekend, Randy Morris has an interesting booklet about Caribbean Piracy: Pirates and Privateers that you’ll appreciate if you’re into maritime history. And Michael Meyer’s International Suspense Duo, which has two of his bestselling books, Covert Dreams and Deadly Eyes, will keep you busy turning the pages. And if you enjoy romance books, my pal Anna J. McIntyre currently has two freebies, Sundered Hearts, the first book in her Sensual Romance series; and Coulson’s Wife, the first book in her Coulson family saga.

Thought For the Day – Never underestimate the seductive power of a good vocabulary.

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