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No Resolutions, Just Results!

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I haven’t been blogging much lately, and here’s why: I finally finished revising my book, and submitted it (just under the wire) for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award. The Golden Heart is like the Olympics of all the Romance genres. It’s for unpublished works, and even making the finals is like like standing on the podium with a medal of some sort around your neck (or so I hear). My goal is simply not to receive my manuscript back with a big “YOU SUCK” stamped on it in red. I already checked, and the lowest score you can possibly get is fifty.

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Christmas without Beverly was hard. I kept wanting to call or email to discuss recipes, or how much we both hate the cold. Tomorrow will probably be the hardest, since that’s when we’re celebrating with Dad and Edie and that’s the celebration Beverly would have been here for. I’ll be serving her Hot Browns.

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As usual, I was asleep before midnight on New Year’s. I’m such a party animal. But I didn’t make my usual long list of resolutions. In fact, I didn’t make a single one. This year I’m going to live each day as it comes, celebrate the successes and let the failures go.

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My ongoing attempts to help a ninety-year-old gentleman learn to use his new iPad are not going so well.  My own list of questions is growing, since the only thing I’ve really been able to accomplish with mine so far is to check email and watch RuPaul’s Drag Race on Netflix.  I don’t think the ninety-year-old wants or needs to see RuPaul.  In fact, I suspect his physician would advise against it.  So I tried to sign us both up for “How to Use Your iPad” workshops at the Apple store.  They are booked up until the end of time.  My ninety-year-old friend is going to try the walk-in approach, and I hope it goes well for him.  I’m going to keep watching RuPaul.

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My husband is taking a few well-deserved days off work.  He has worked over four years without a day off, including the days I had major surgery.  He’s really enjoying it, but he wants to talk to me during the day.  I’ve gotten used to being alone in the house with the dogs.  They don’t ask me what I’m doing, read over my shoulder at the computer, or play drums in the studio downstairs.  It’s not that I don’t enjoy spending time with him – I do.  It’s just odd when it’s not what I’m used to.

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I just finished Jim Butcher’s latest novel, Cold Days.  If you’ve ever picked up one of his Dresden Files books and enjoyed it you have to buy this one immediately.  It’s without a doubt the best he’s ever written.

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Lastly, please keep Jen, our Conversion Diary host, in your prayers.  Evidently she developed bilateral pulmonary emboli (blood clots in both lungs) earlier this week.  Last I heard she and baby were both fine, but a few extra prayers would, I’m sure, be appreciated!

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A Roller-Coaster Week

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It’s been a long week and an emotional roller-coaster ride. I can’t seem to get the day of the week right, which is why I’m typing this Friday morning rather than Thursday evening.

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The loss of my aunt Beverly hit me hard, and I can’t count the number of times I’ve started emails to her before remembering she can’t get them anymore.  It helped enormously when my high school best friend, Wendy, helped find the perfect home for Beverly’s two Yorkies, Annie and Mazzy.

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The small community where Beverly lived was touched by death again last night, when another long-time friend, neighbor, and church-goer passed away.   I lived next door to Freddie growing up, and he taught me to swim and let us use his backyard and pool for our cookout / rehearsal dinner when Michael and I got married.  He’d been very ill for some time, so his passing was in some ways a blessing, but he will be missed all the same.

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John had a Christmas chorus concert this week, and thankfully Michael taped it, because John had a short solo, and he was wonderful – I’m so proud!  I’d planned to go, but after a disappointing pain management appointment earlier in the day my blood pressure was a none-too-nifty 160/100 and I was having visual disturbances, so I stayed home in bed.

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We finally put our tree up, and it’s lovely.  I’d like to get a picture of both dogs in front of the tree, wrapped in lights, but I don’t think that will happen without the aid of tranquilizer darts.

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All presents are wrapped, and when Aaron and Catherine brought theirs over I had to sign this contract:

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Yeah, she knows me too well now.  I have no patience, and have been known to peek at presents.

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Mom and Greg and Winnie will be coming in for Christmas Eve, and I haven’t even decided on the menu yet.  I guess I need to look through my recipe binder and my Pinterest board for suggestions.  Even better, maybe I’ll search Beverly’s blog.  All those recipes are sure-fire winners 🙂

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Beverly’s Beautiful Funeral

Have you ever been to a bad funeral?  You know the ones I’m talking about.  The ones where the person delivering the eulogy had obviously never met the deceased or spoken with their family, the ones where almost no one show up, or my own least favorite, the ones where a minister feels compelled to preach a sermon on some topic not even relevant to the person who has passed away.  I actually attended a funeral once where the minister went on for what seemed like forever about how “gays should not be in the military”.  I’m quite sure this wasn’t a comforting service for the man’s homosexual son, seated in the front row with his partner.  Yikes.

Then there are the really wonderful funerals.  My husband and I chose our first church after moving to Louisville because of a beautiful funeral.  My grandfather’s funeral was the best I’d ever attended until yesterday.  My aunt Beverly’s funeral was perfect.  All afternoon I imagined her looking down, nodding and smiling as all her friends and family filled the church, told “Beverly stories”, and celebrated her life.  It was held at the little country church where I was baptized and married, and many of the faces I saw were ones I saw weekly until I moved away.

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This is a picture one of Beverly’s friends from church gave me, and I plan on framing it.  This was Beverly at the Christian Women’s Fellowship Fashion Show.  She decided to do something a little different, so this was the outfit she started in, and along with the appropriate music and dance moves she stripped down to her Victoria’s Secret red longjohns.  I suspect her pastor, Scott, wasn’t all that surprised when he heard.  He’d long ago learned to expect the unexpected from Beverly 😉

Many of her classmates from the Bryan Station High School Class of 1963 were there, and these ladies have not slowed down one bit with the passing years.  I can’t even imagine the trouble they caused back in the day!

Here was one of my favorite moments from after the service, when we were all full of delicious food (three kinds of macaroni and cheese; three kinds of green beans; three kinds of corn pudding; fabulous friend chicken; and cobbler, cakes, and pies you had to taste to believe!)  David Biddle sang two hymns at the service and accompanied himself on the autoharp.  Coincidentally, he and Catherine, my daughter-in-law-to-be and choral music / education major ended up sitting across from each other.

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The next thing I knew David was pulling his autoharp out of its case and teaching Catherine how to play.  She even played and sang along softly, a brave thing to do in a church basement full of people you don’t know.  But Beverly knew how to bring people together and how to bring out the best in people.  We were all blessed to have her in our lives.

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