‘If I could have been anywhere today... I would have been on a boat (I don't care if it was a little rainy, that's what ponytails are for), with a big glass of Sterling Meritage, my new book, A Bridge Across Forever, and Supino's pizza’
I was dreaming about my perfect day yesterday. I often contemplate why I love something so much. There usually is a reason. I have many perfect days, each one different, but yesterday, that was it.
Here is a piece of my heart.
We had a boat growing up. I spent from May – September every summer on the boat, and October was the month when things started to wind down and every week a little more would come home with us until the last big push for stuff. We were boaters, rain or shine. Boating is not something I do, it is part of who I am.
As an only child, I found escape in books. I found imagination and life in them. The words on the pages came to life. The people I read about seemed like they could be my friends. I fell in love with reading while staying with my Aunt and Uncle for a couple weeks in the summer. We would visit the library and I would devour books. Funny, because my daughter does the same. I would ‘complain’ but not really, that Phyllis could read a $4 book in two days in 3rd grade. People would say ‘go to the library’. I wish they would realize that the library was open the hours I worked. You can’t be in two places at once. I love that I passed on the love of reading that was passed on to me. Video games have no value in my house.
I also love a nice glass of wine. I love the way the flavor dances on my tongue. I no longer drink to get drunk. I do love a good glass of wine, but the funny thing is that I’ve had a bottle in my cupboard that is one of my favorites for 10 months (that should tell you how often I drink). I know that a lot of people might be freaking out because I do enjoy a glass of wine. But let me just say this… I don’t drink to get drunk, and I have been an adult for some time now.
And Supino’s pizza. Once you have it, you’ll understand. Until then, it’s too hard to explain.
I’m simple. Boat, book, wine, pizza.
I was dreaming about my perfect day yesterday. I often contemplate why I love something so much. There usually is a reason. I have many perfect days, each one different, but yesterday, that was it.
Here is a piece of my heart.
We had a boat growing up. I spent from May – September every summer on the boat, and October was the month when things started to wind down and every week a little more would come home with us until the last big push for stuff. We were boaters, rain or shine. Boating is not something I do, it is part of who I am.
As an only child, I found escape in books. I found imagination and life in them. The words on the pages came to life. The people I read about seemed like they could be my friends. I fell in love with reading while staying with my Aunt and Uncle for a couple weeks in the summer. We would visit the library and I would devour books. Funny, because my daughter does the same. I would ‘complain’ but not really, that Phyllis could read a $4 book in two days in 3rd grade. People would say ‘go to the library’. I wish they would realize that the library was open the hours I worked. You can’t be in two places at once. I love that I passed on the love of reading that was passed on to me. Video games have no value in my house.
I also love a nice glass of wine. I love the way the flavor dances on my tongue. I no longer drink to get drunk. I do love a good glass of wine, but the funny thing is that I’ve had a bottle in my cupboard that is one of my favorites for 10 months (that should tell you how often I drink). I know that a lot of people might be freaking out because I do enjoy a glass of wine. But let me just say this… I don’t drink to get drunk, and I have been an adult for some time now.
And Supino’s pizza. Once you have it, you’ll understand. Until then, it’s too hard to explain.
I’m simple. Boat, book, wine, pizza.
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