This weekend I did something I've never done before. I went antiquing! It's not something I've ever been interested in, but boy, was I in for a pleasant surprise. There was so much Shabby Chic decor I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!
I could have wandered around the antique mall for hours, but after a while Hubby started to get anxious and pulled me toward the door. (In his defense, we were nearing lunch time and his belly was grumbling :)
Next time I will definitely bring my camera so I can take pictures of all the wonderful things I saw. Like the old Post Office boxes (with keys!), cute sewing tables, the painting of an old ship teetering on the ocean waves... So much inspiration in one place! (And this was in real life and not on Pinterest!)
Now I find myself suggesting we go on little road trips so I can check out all the antique stores along the way!
What kind of treasures have you found in antique stores?
I've had so much fun watching the entry numbers climb for the Mama's Ink giveaway over on Goodreads that I decided to do another giveaway!!! This time I'm giving away an autographed copy of Submersed, my intimate novel about self-discovery and sexual healing.
Which book would you like to see me give away next?
(Something hockey related perhaps???)
It's been a while since I've put together a playlist for a book! Here are a few of the songs I listened to while writing Blind Ice... They fit perfectly into the story and provided some wonderful inspiration...
I don't watch many sports besides hockey, but the other day when my hubby switched the TV over to a Giants game I took notice. Shortstop Brandon Crawford was running the bases after hitting a home run. His long hair was flowing behind him and it was a thing of beauty (and maybe it reminded me of a hockey player's beautiful flow on the ice).
When he reached the dugout and took off his batting helmet, that's when the sport of baseball grabbed my full attention. The man is gorgeous with a capital G. I don't use this term to describe many men, but he is downright dreamy. Smitten and feeling a bit like a high-schooler with a crush, I proceeded to scroll through the guy's Twitter feed and, of course, hit the Follow button. The only "downside"? He is married and has an adorable family--but I expected nothing less.
The next time we turned on a Giants game (it was hubby's idea, I swear) #35 hit another home run. What's better than a hot athlete? One who is good at what he does.
I figure I'm allowed some non-hockey ogling in the off season, so here's my latest crush complete with that sexy Jon Snow/Kit Harington hair:
The only thing I would change about him? The fact that he wears cleats instead of skates.