This week’s questions aren’t nearly as raunchy. So, I’m giving them a shot and encouraging you to do the same.
Favorite form of adult pajamas: Kimono, soft pant, romper or Winnie-the-pooh style?
When I was single, I had several pairs of pajamas I loved, some silk, others flannel, most of which my paternal grandmother gave me. When I got married, though, my late husband Bill didn’t want me wearing pajamas or socks to bed because he liked the feel of my bare legs and feet next to him in bed. His tune changed quickly when winter set in, and he felt my cold extremities against his warm ones. By that time, I’d given away all my pajamas, and the only pair I could find at Walmart was a pink print with a picture of Betty Boop on the top. But they were soft, warm, and comfortable, and that was all I needed. 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.
What time do you wake-up in the morning?
My Amazon Echo smart speaker in the bedroom is set to start playing classical music at six thirty. So, I’m usually up no later than that. I’m often awake by five thirty and ready to go.
Your favorite chore to do is _____ .
Writing. I don’t consider it a chore at all. I love developing ideas in my head and putting them on paper, or, in my case, on a computer screen.
Least favorite chore to do is _____ . Why?
Cleaning. I hate it with a passion. I don’t know why. Fortunately, I can use the local senior center’s Help at Home program, which provides cleaning and other services that are subsidized according to income.
Tell us about a home-cooked meal that you cannot forget.
One night, I made enchilada casserole, one of Bill’s favorites. But somehow, while it was in the oven, the glass lid on the dish broke, embedding shards into the food. I didn’t realize this until I removed the casserole from the oven. I had to throw the whole mess out.
Then, there was a knock on the front door, and it was a pizza delivery that we hadn’t ordered. As my mother would have said, in gest, of course, if I’d been using my head, we would have had pizza for supper instead. Again, you can read more about our life together in My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds.
Bonus: Is tired the new norm?
For me, absolutely not! I sleep well most nights, and in the morning, I hit the bedroom floor running.
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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.