My answers to this week’s questions are a matter of personal preference. After you read them, you can scroll down to learn how to participate.
Tell us what you think. Are the following overrated or underrated? Why?
I must admit I’d never heard of a Birkin bag until I clicked on the above link. Right now, I don’t need such a bag, but maybe in the future… They’re definitely nice.
A year ago, I declared I wouldn’t touch a touch screen with a ten-foot pole. A few months ago, that changed when I bought my first iPhone after becoming disillusioned with the device I was using. I’m amazed with all the iPhone can do and can’t imagine how I lived without it.
Writing a Book and Self-Publishing
This is a no-brainer. I’ve self-published four books and will self-publish another book when it’s ready. I published one chapbook with a traditional publisher, and because of negative experiences, I won’t submit to them or any other such publisher if I can help it. I found a great business, DLD Books, that helps authors self-publish their work on Amazon, Smashwords, and other sites, and I highly recommend them.
Scruffy, Short Beards
When my husband Bill was alive, before he suffered two strokes that paralyzed his left side, his face was as smooth as a baby’s bottom, and I loved it that way. After the strokes, he needed help shaving. Since I didn’t feel comfortable wielding a razor due to my limited vision, it was up to the aides who came to our home three days a week to give him showers. His face was never quite as smooth, but I was grateful that they made an effort. If I had a choice, though, I wouldn’t want my man to wear any kind of beard or mustache.
Bill loved his hoodies, especially during the winter months. As he grew older, he became more sensitive to cold. So, his favorite pastime was reading in his recliner, covered with a blanket and poncho, the hood of his sweatshirt covering his head and face.
Now that he’s gone, I occasionally wear one of his hoodies if I’m not planning to go anywhere. They’re a little big for me, but they’re warm, and they make me feel closer to him.
This was something else I hadn’t heard of until now. Frankly, I prefer my water fitness classes at the YMCA. I like exercising in the water because it offers more resistance, and although you still work up a sweat, you don’t feel it, and you don’t notice the intensity, either. Our classes last an hour and include cardio and muscle toning.
Before Bill’s strokes, he wore boxer briefs, and only boxer briefs, to bed. This was because he often got hot during the night. After his strokes, because he couldn’t get up and walk to the bathroom on his own, he slept in the buff. That way, when he needed to go in the night, he could use the urinal more easily. You can read more about Bill and me in My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds. Since I’m not a man, I could take or leave boxer briefs.
Bonus: Avocado Toast
I don’t care for avocado, and I’m not a fan of toast. So, in my opinion, that’s definitely overrated.
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New! The Red Dress
Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.