Saturday, June 30, 2012

Dog Days of Summer!

It’s so hot out right now, chickens are laying omelets!

Okay, the chicken bit may be stretching it a little, but not much. Without a doubt, the heat this summer is extreme. We take care to stay hydrated, wear sunscreen, stay cool, but what about our pets? They’re at our mercy and they are incredibly vulnerable to the heat as well.

Here are a few easy tips – tips that could well save your pet’s life.

*Do not leave your pets in the car, even with the windows down. They can suffer heat stroke quickly. And in many states it’s illegal to leave your dog in the car in extreme weather.


*Keep clean water available at all times when your dog is inside and out. And be sure your dog has access to shade.

*Pool play is fun, but be sure your dog is able to get out of the pool on its own. Baby pools can also be a fun, cool down treat for dogs.

*Heartworm, flea & tick preventatives are always important, but especially so in the summer. Check with your vet to make sure you’re using the proper preventatives.

*Be careful of open windows. Animals can escape through screens and get lost. Or even worse, plunge to their death.

*Summer haircuts for dogs are great, but leave enough fur for protection again the sun’s rays. There are doggy safe sunscreens on the market if you have a short haired dog and will be in the sun for long periods of time (like boating.)

*Asphalt can overheat at peak hours of the day and burn the pads of animals’ feet.

*4th of July Fireworks frighten many pets into bolting. July 5th is the busiest day of the year in many shelters. Keep your pets contained – and just in case be sure their collars/tags/microchips are up to date.

For more info, visit this article on hot weather pet tips from the Humane Society: http://www.aspca.org/pet-care/pet-care-tips/hot-weather-tips.aspx

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How do you stay cool in the summer? Leave a comment below and you’ll be entered to win a copy of LOVE BITES by Lori Foster, Brenda Jackson, Catherine Mann, Virna DePaul and Jules Bennett. (My story is titled “Dog Tags.”) LOVE BITES can also be purchased in ebook form from any online venue. ALL proceeds go to The Animal Adoption Foundation in Hamilton, Ohio. Winner will be drawn at random on Friday, July 6, 2012.

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USA Today best seller Catherine Mann writes military romantic suspense for Sourcebooks and Berkley, as well as steamy romances for Harlequin. A RITA Award winner, Catherine Mann has over two million books in print. She lives in Florida with her flyboy husband, their four children, and their menagerie of pets. FMI, about Catherine's books, inlcuding her Sourcebooks "Elite Force" series, visit:
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REST AND RELAX WITH A GOOD BOOK, By Kathryne Kennedy


When I heard our theme this month was rest and relaxation, the first thing I thought about was a good book. There is no better way for me to unwind and leave my worries behind than delving into the pages of a great story.

I’m so looking forward to the next holiday, when I can rest and relax, because Sourcebooks had a sale, so I’ve got a great stockpile of books waiting for me to read. (Only sad thing about being a writer: it seems I have less time to read because my old eyes can’t manage both.)

A while back, a wonderful hostess for a blog took one of my books, opened it to a random page, and chose a couple of sentences to share with readers. I thought this was such a clever idea, that I wanted to borrow it today. So here are some sentences from just opening up to a random page of each book in my To Be Read pile:

Ace ran a hand through his blond curly hair, then settled his Stetson on his head. "We have to fly home tomorrow. So if y'all will let us get on with our honeymoon, we'd be much obliged."
Page 14, One Hot Cowboy Wedding, by Carolyn Brown

Was anyone in that crowd faking it as much as she was? You could hide all sorts of things if you knew how.
Page 200, No Proper Lady, by Isabel Cooper

She kicked back, but he danced out of her reach. She could hear his own gasps for breath, and then his mouth was beside her ear.  “Who are you?”
Page 46, Lord and Lady Spy, by Shana Galen

“How do you two get involved in so much drama?”  Jake asked, moving over to the chair Blair was curled up in. He picked her up easily then sat down with her in his lap.
Page 171, Hex in High Heels, by Linda Wisdom

Wade vaulted over the edge, landing beside her, crouching on one knee. She should have known a super-hero wouldn’t need her help.
Page 69, Cover Me, by Catherine Mann

“How did you know today would be our final bonding?”
“Instinct. Pure, primitive, driving need.”
Page 353, Strange Neighbors, by Ashlyn Chase

“The man is too proud by half,” Douglas remarked, topping off his own tea cup. His wife watched, amused, but said nothing.
“It isn’t pride, my lord,” Anna said. “He is afraid.”
Page 155, The Heir, by Grace Burrowes

Roan touched her cheek with the back of his hand. She didn’t move, frozen by his heartless touch.
“Not yet, Eliza.” He cupped her chin.
Page 66, The Goblin King, by Shona Husk

Even a random sentence from each book has me longing to read it! So what about you? Grab a book that you have read (or even better, are waiting to read, since this will be a teaser for you!) open it to any random page, and choose a sentence to share. I’m looking forward to reading it!

As Always,
My Magical Best,
Kathryne

Friday, June 29, 2012

Rest, Relax, Rejuvenate, and...Recover?

By Cheryl Brooks

I've gotten a little bit of rest this spring and summer. Unfortunately, most of it was sort of forced on me. Read on and you'll see what I mean.

Starting in April, I went to the RT Booklovers Convention. Needless to say, I had a lovely time at that event...






















...but arrived home with lots of swag and a sinus infection. I finally went to the walk-in clinic the following Friday after taking my cat in for her shots.The NP there asked if I'd ever had pneumonia before, (I hadn't) gave me a shot of Rocephin and prescriptions for Augmentin and an albuterol inhaler, and told me to take Claritin. Apparently, I was sicker than I thought.

Feeling slightly better, I went to the Indiana RWA chapter's mini conference the next day. Our speaker was Bob Mayer. Great workshop, but I went home and basically died for the next three days.

I spent the following weekend with my sisters in Kentucky. We drove up to Louisville and visited Farmington,

















Locust Grove,

















and the JB Speed Art Museum. I came home with a stomach virus. Are you seeing a pattern here?

Two weeks later, I went to Ireland for a week, arriving on Mother's Day.
















We had a wonderful time, but I was home for about three days when I came down with another cold/sinus infection. I knew I shouldn't have kissed that blasted Blarney Stone!

I went back to the clinic and got antibiotics again, but I was still coughing my head off when I went to the Lori Foster Reader and Author Get Together the first weekend in June. We had a great time in Cincinnati, and I wasn't nearly as sick as I'd been when I attended that same event the year before, which was some consolation. 

















Then, on June 16th, my younger sister and I went to visit friends and family in Louisville. Bonnie said she'd just gotten over some sort of illness that began with a sore throat, but wasn't strep. Three days later, my throat was hurting, so I took some Ibuprofen. Then I started running a fever and went back to the clinic. Considering my diagnosis, I think Bonnie must've had strep throat after all, because I'm pretty sure that's where I caught it.

Somewhere along the way this spring, I've managed to finish the rewrite of the first book in a series that I plan to self-publish, completed the revisions to CSC #9: Wildcat, finished one erotic novella for Siren and started another. I've also been trying to keep my flowers and vegetables alive despite a severe drought. This photo was taken right after we returned from Ireland. They're still alive, but they don't look quite so nice and neither does anything else.























A couple of days ago, I took time out to sit down and watch Russell Crowe in A Good Year. All it did was make me want to go to France--either that or turn my pasture into a vineyard.
















Winter is actually a more relaxing time of year for me. I'm rarely sick (believe it or not), and all I really have to do is keep the fire going in the woodstove. Even so, I probably won't get any real rest until January, or perhaps March since Wildcat's release is in February.

I am reasonably healthy at the moment. Apparently if I want to stay that way, I can never leave home again. Unfortunately, summer isn't over yet, and I'll be heading to Anaheim for the RWA Nationals on July 24th.

Something tells me it's going to cost me another trip to the clinic. :(

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Spa Day

by Deb Werksman
Editorial Manager,
Sourcebooks Casablanca

I just had the marvelous experience (thanks to my marvelous husband) of a spa vacation. I took my 21-year-old daughter with me. (I know I don’t look old enough to have a grown-up daughter!) We went to Southern California, where we visited my parents before and after
our three days at the fabulous LaCosta Spa in Carlsbad, near San Diego.


The first thing to note about Southern California is the weather is perfect—actually, they have no weather, which is essentially the same thing: every day was warm, with blue skies, waving palm trees, blooming flowers, and general bliss.

We scheduled our spa treatment for late afternoon so it wouldn’t interfere with pool time (and romance reading time—more on that later). We didn’t indulge in the manicures, pedicures, or anything else available at the marvelous salon there, but we did try the Thai
massage, Shiatsu massage, Restorative facial, Custom Scrub, and Odyssey massage at the Deepak Chopra Center, also located at LaCosta. Everything was wonderful! The people were great; the experience was great.


The spa at LaCosta has its own pool, courtyard, and café, and poolside was where we lived. The café has a marvelous chocolate truffle crème dish I couldn’t get enough of: I actually ate two of them one day, and had one for breakfast the next. Spa and chocolate—what could be better?

Spa and chocolate, and romance fiction, that’s what!
While on vacation, I read a Grace Burrowes, a Joanne Kennedy and an ML Buchman. Regency romance, contemporary cowboy, and military romantic suspense. Yum yum.


What did you do on your summer vacation? Or what will you be doing? And what books are you taking to read while you relax?

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Time to Relax

I think most of us would love to relax more. And I think I know exactly why we don't relax more. We don't have time. I know I don't have time. But I think I've figured out how I could find more time.

It's very simple.

I need a personal maid.


I need a personal chef.


I need a personal gardener.


I need a personal chauffeur.


I need a personal hairdresser.


What about you? If you had to choose, which of the above would help you have more time to relax?

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Rereading what you wrote


I love nothing more than a few leisurely moments to myself with a good book. Most afternoons I can find some time to just relax and read what someone else worked hard on. I don't usually reread my own stories, but that's because I already know what's going to happen. I like surprises when I read.

How many of you have had a long enough time between a finished manuscript and your first edits to forget parts of your story? I'm not saying you're no longer familiar with your characters. They're like old friends. Sometimes revisiting an old manuscript as if it's a new book you're reading for pleasure is extremely helpful--but how long does it take to get that perspective?

My edits just came back for book 1 in my new Flirting with Fangs series. The editor did a great job and came up with some terrific questions and suggestions. Still, I caught a couple more opportunities for improvement on my own. I even invented a new character! Weird, huh?



It's not all bad when you're looking at your writing with fresh eyes. I caught myself smiling in a few places and thinking, Heh heh...that was pretty good. However, I rarely go back and read any of my finished books that have been published. I'm not talking about the galley or arc! I go over that puppy with a fine-tooth comb--pardon the cliches. But once it's too late to change anything, I'm almost afraid to look.

Recently I went back and reread a book I co-wrote with another author. Our voices and styles are similar and I wound up complimenting her on a particularly good line. She said, "You wrote that." I really didn't remember writing it and questioned my sanity--although, my sanity is often in question. (embarrassed grin) Perhaps I'm meant to do this odd job after all.

It's summer and light summer reads are part of the fun. I might just face my fear of imperfection and try reading some of my own light paranormal romances. I can imagine finding missed opportunities for humor or words and phrases I overuse, but it's all good. What's the worst that can happen? Will I be so hard on myself I offer to give back my advance and royalty checks? As if!

Have any of you read one of your own older books just for entertainment? Readers, I hear you sometimes reread an old favorite. Do you reread right away or wait until they're fresh again? 
 

Edits...Did I write that?

How many of you have had a long enough time between a finished manuscript and your first edits to forget parts of your story? I'm not saying you're no longer familiar with your characters. They're like old friends, although I had forgotten the color of my heroine's eyes and realized I'd given her blue eyes in one scene and green in another. Oddly enough, I didn't pick it up when it was fresh in my mind. I was too close.

Sometimes revisiting an old manuscript as if it's a new book you're reading for pleasure is extremely helpful. My edits just came back for book 1 in my new Flirting with Fangs series. The editor did a great job and came up with some terrific questions and suggestions. Still, I caught a couple more inconsistencies on my own. Weird, huh?


It's not all bad when you're looking at your writing with fresh eyes. I caught myself smiling in a few places and thinking, Heh heh...that was pretty good. However, I rarely go back and read any of my finished books that have been published. I'm not talking about the galley or arc! I go over that puppy with a fine-tooth comb--pardon the cliches. But once it's too late to change anything, I'm almost afraid to look.

Recently I went back and reread a book I co-wrote with another author. Our voices and styles are similar and I wound up complimenting her on a particularly good line. She said, "You wrote that." I really didn't remember writing it and questioned my sanity--although, my sanity is often in question. (embarrassed grin) Perhaps I'm meant to do this odd job after all.

It's summer and light summer reads are part of the fun. I might just face my fear of imperfection and try reading some of my own light paranormal romances. I can imagine finding missed opportunities for humor or words and phrases I overuse, but it's all good. What's the worst that can happen? Will I be so hard on myself I offer to give back my advance and royalty checks? As if!

Monday, June 25, 2012

Heat Miser

Okay, so who's singing?

You know: "I'm Mr.... " oops, guess I can't post the lyrics. Copyright violation. So I'll just point you to this (and let them worry about the copyright): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wbfgVEk-mxQ



But as I look at all these summery posts, my inner Heat Miser rears his red-headed head.

I hate summer. I know, I know, I'm odd. Trust me, I've heard it all.

I hate the heat. I hate to sweat. I hate mowing the lawn. Give me winter and some snow to shovel and I'm thrilled, but make me have to slather on SPF 50 and carry around one of those personal cooling devices (which a Child has commandeered, so there goes that little bit of relief), actually have to wear shoes because I'll burn my soles... No thank you. Plus, we have kids home who are "bored" (seriously? how can you be bored? There are chores to do, a LAWN to mow... Really? Bored? Come talk to mama, kiddos. I'll show you how un-bored you can be) and sleep too late and stay out too late, and dogs who overheat after five minutes outside, and yeah, the humidity. This hair does not do well in the humidity. Nor do I. I can feel a cranky coming on just thinking about it as I sit in my air-conditioned kitchen.

Yes, call me Summer Scrooge. (Darn, I wanted to trademark that, but after a quick Google search, I see I'm not the first to think of it...)

One good thing about this summer, however, is the release of my third Bottled Magic book: Magic Gone Wild. This one is a bit different from all the madcap adventures my other genies and their mortals get in. It takes place in one town, practically in one setting: the hero's ancestral home. When you're setting a magical story in a normal, everyday setting you have to find a way to make it magical. Since this was a bit of a departure for me and I know how much my readers love my magical worlds, I did put us inside Vana's bottle. Oh, and I brought in those fun secondary characters: Merlin , a cross-dressing, gender-neutral phoenix,  anthropomorphic dinnerware, a walking coat rack, and a few more gargoyles. If you remember them from I Dream of Genies, you'll know that they like parlor games. These guys really get into it in this book.

I'm happy to say that RT Book Reviews gave it 4 stars, so that bodes well. Other reviews are due in shortly and I've got a killer blog tour scheduled (more stuff to do in the A/C... "seriously, honey, the kids have to mow the lawn because I have blogs to write..."), so I'm hopeful that the reception for this story as it has been for the rest.

But I'm still looking forward to fall. And I think this guy is totally mis-named:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPrbccEdI5o


Here's a quick peek of the gargoyles, but don't let them know you see them. Hide-and-seek is one of their most favorite games. Unfortunately for them, they think if they can't see the seeker, the seeker can't see them.


The weeping willows offered shade when the sun got too hot and Vana stopped by the honeysuckle vines growing in profusion over the gate at the back of the yard to sip their nectar. Many years ago, Peter had run a carriage service in town and put the horses out to pasture on the land behind the fence when they were too old to work anymore. She’d have to let Zane know. It would be a nicer spot for Bessie than that tree she was tied to.

She caught a glimpse of two of the gargoyles. One was imitating the willows; he’d gathered some of the fallen branches and draped them over his flat head which was pretty inventive for a gargoyle. He must be higher on the evolutionary scale than others she’d dealt with in the past, but his buddy? Notsomuch. That one was huddled by the creek, trying to pass for a stone. It might have worked if he hadn’t kept flicking his tail.

Both gargoyles grinned when she drove by without “finding” them. No need to ruin their good time and she’d be able to find at least those two when her magic was working again.
 
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"A lighthearted romp. Cleverly written, uproariously funny, with quirky, 
interesting characters. Definitely worth grabbing for an afternoon beach read!"



Sunday, June 24, 2012

Toggling between Jaguars and Wolves


What do you think? Wet and wild? Hungry and appealing? Dark and mysterious? Jaguar.



Yeah, it's him, don't you think? Same look?



In the fall I'm going to visit a big cat reserve in Texas with one of my coworkers. We'll wait until fall though when it's cooler and the cats are more active. I'll take lots of pictures and share for the upcoming release of Savage Hunger in October!!


If you haven't seen the new covers Sourcebooks out-of-this-world cover artists are working on, here they are!



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Back to the wolves though. Note to self, no mention of going to the dogs. These poor wolves look a little scrawny.








Thanks so much to Stephanie Shaw for sharing this with me! She found A SEAL in Wolf's Clothing at the Navy Exchange in Norfolk, VA, the world's largest exchange, where they have tons of cute Navy guys.

Now how cool is that??? Thanks, Stephanie! This was too much fun!





This is Anna in the new A SEAL Wolf Christmas story, third in the Oregon Coast/SEAL wolf stories. To Tempt the Wolf is the first. Most of you probably like to look at photos to describe your hunky characters. I also do so for my wolves. It makes it easier to describe them differently from one another.



Otherwise they can seem like they are all the same. Though as you can see in this picture, the one on the left has a collar that's more black than the one on the right.



So I'm toggling between big kitty cats



 and wolves. But which is which? They both love the water!




Cats are curious creatures like wolves are. This very well could have been a wolf checking out the butterfly.


Yeah, didn't I say so??? :) 
Hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday! I'm off to....write! :) 

But if you had a choice, would you be a big kitty cat lover or would a wolfish kind of hunk be more your style??? Or would you just love to toggle...between the two?
 
Terry
"Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy IS reality."
www.terryspear.com

Saturday, June 23, 2012

My Crazy Summer

by Olivia Cunning

Summer is only a few days old, but mine is already crazy. Last month, I was wishing on a lucky star that I'd get a new job in Galveston, TX. And... I got it! So life went from hectic to crazy in the span of a few days. I just finished teaching an accelerated summer class at my present job (yesterday, to be precise), or I'd probably already be driving a moving truck to Texas. I'm currently packing and getting the house ready to sell. We leave next weekend. Next weekend?!?! That can't be right. I'd better get back to packing.

I spent last weekend running a yard sale. I met neighbors I didn't even know I had. They bought my stuff for cheap which means less packing for me. I also donated a lot (LOT) of stuff to charity, which also means less packing for me. The less I pack, the less I have to unpack.

While getting rid of all these material possessions, I have determined that I'm a total pack rat. As we're moving from a three bedroom house with a full basement (and I do mean full) to a two bedroom townhouse with no basement, I had to purge all the unnecessary junk. It's kind of liberating to get rid of stuff. Now I just have to make sure I don't replace it with new unnecessary stuff.

So I'm not getting much rest and relaxation yet, but in about 10 days, I'll be living across the road from the beach. I plan to make up for all of this craziness with lots of beach lounging. I'm going to need a few months to recuperate from the stress of the last couple weeks. I'm sure you understand. I've always wanted to spend the summer by the beach and now I'll be spending the whole year there. I'm so excited!

Good-bye, Nebraska! Hello, extreme humidity! This will be me in 10 days. Can't wait!



Tell me why you could use a little rest and relaxation. I'm sure we could all use some.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Cute, but not a Puggle

by Amanda Forester

I confess today's' blog was inspired by Robin Kaye's blog two days ago, which introduced me to the utterly adorable breed of dog - the "puggle".  Sooooo cute. Apparently, the puggle is a cross between a pug, a beagle, and the soft fuzzy center of ultimate cuteness. 

In the historical I am currently writing, my heroine needs a companion.  Ok, sure eventually she'd get the guy, but until then maybe I should give her a dog.  Breeds of dogs have definitely changed over the years so I needed to do some research into what animals were actually present in the 14th century.  Medieval folks enjoyed hunting dogs (release the hounds!) and had other working breeds, and even companion animals.  Unfortunately, the puggle was not yet created.

Since we are discussing dogs, here is my dog, "Tibi".  She is cute too, though admittedly not on the same level as the puggle (even the name is cute!). The natural first question people generally ask is, "What kind of dog is she?"  Good question. When we got her as a puppy she was described as a German Sheppard/ Labrador mix.  Since Tibi is only about as tall as my kneecap, I'm not seeing much of either breed in her.  In fact, her legs are remarkably short considering her body.

Knowing the breed of your dog is one of those basic bit of information every dog owner should have.  You'd think after 11 years I'd be able to come up with some approximation as to her breed, but apparently I am more clueless than most.  When people ask me to name her breed, I usually answer, "fuzzy", which is an acceptable answer only for a toddler.  I must do better than that!

So here is my question for all you dog-loving smart folks.  What kind of a dog is Tibi?  She is clearly a mix, but of what?  Get creative and give me some ideas!  Since she is no doubt a mix of mixes any answer is probably right!

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Reality TV Tips for Writing

by Leah Hultenschmidt, Senior Editor

I admit it: one of my favorite summertime guilty pleasures is So You Think You Can Dance.  There's something really special about helping discover amazing new talent. 

Kinda like when reading submissions, come to think of it. 

If you've ever seen the show, you know it's not always the most talented dancer who wins the day.  And I do think there are a number of lessons applicable to  writers from the show--

1. You have to be good at what you do.  There's no denying that you have to be a great  dancer to make the top 20 on the show.  The dancers prActice and hone their craft for years before trying out.  Same with writers. Have patience.  Get better.  Dont give up.  Become amazing.

2. The dancers who go the farthest on the show aren't just great dancers; they have distinctive personalities or styles or stories that separate them from the pack. Remember Mark, who did an amazing bird routine?  He didn't win, but I'll always remember his dance. The writers who have the longest career distinguish themselves.  What do you have to be remembered?
 

3. Sometimes it takes help to show off your best work. We've all seen on the show how an amazing choreographer can get a dancer huge votes by crafting a routine that plays to the contestants strengths, that strikes an emotional chord with the audience. Travis is one of my favorites for this. It's often an editors job to do the same thing for writers. We need to show you off to your best advantage for the reading public. But it certainly helps to have great raw materials to begin with. 

So as we head into conference season and contest season, think about the winning traits of So You Think You Can Write?  And break a leg!

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The Dog Days of Summer

By Robin Kaye

Summer with my family is busy. This summer—it’s downright crazy. Since Memorial Day weekend, we’ve had two birthdays--here is one of the presents.

A Puggle named Pepper. I know, we were crazy to get my 15 year-old a puppy, but you gotta admit, she's adorable! A handfull, but cute as can be. Especially when she's sleeping.


A few days after we came home with Pepper, I flew off to Florida for an amazing book signing (with ten other authors) for B & L Books, in Altamonte Springs for their 25th Anniversary celebration! 



Here's a picture of me and Dena Russ who is the absolute best bookseller ever! (Dena's the pretty one on the left.)





They even had a cake with all our pictures and book covers on it. How cool is that? It not only looked great, but it tasted pretty darn good too!

I got home and less than a week later, my son Tony graduated from high school. I told him we'd either have a wake or a graduation party. I'm thrilled he chose the latter. 


Graduations involve family visits (and much house cleaning as you can imagine). We took everyone on a trip to Longwood Gardens, and the next day was the graduation ceremony and a party.

I'd love to be able to show you one of those fabulous pictures outside on the grounds of the college where the graduation was held, unfortunately, this is the last picture I was able to snap as my dear graduate told me he was able to get a great parking place and wanted to leave before he was stuck in traffic.  He took off like a shot with his tassel on fire. 

A few days later, my incredible Stepfather, George Feiler, came to Washington DC on one of the World War II Honor Flights. My family, my mother (who was already here for Tony's graduation), and I all headed to the World War II Memorial to meet up with my him and 70 other World War II Veterans.


Here is George, AKA Pop, with my children. He's 85 years young and spending the time with him and the other vets is something all of us will remember forever.  




The weather was terrible, but not even constant rain could dampen our spirits or that of the other 70 vets who made the trip that day. 

If you're interested in the Honor Flight Network--an incredible organization whose goal is to make sure each and every World War II Veteran gets a trip to their Memorial, here's a link. They're always looking to register more WWII Vets, donations and volunteers. They are in their race against time. We're losing our WWII Vets faster and faster every day.

So that's what we've done in the first 12 days of June--I can't wait to see what the rest of the summer holds for us. I know it will involve a trip to Boise--both for research and to drop off my son at college at Boise State University. Go Broncos! I just hope we have some down-time too. I doubt it, but hope springs eternal.

So, how are you planning to spend the dog days of summer?