Mr. W and I have been taking a lot of weekend road trips lately, and you all know the best part of road trips, right? The junk food. Road trips are like free passes for calorie-ridden guilty pleasures, and I for one am all for that. (Nom, nom.)
Mr. W, who likes to eat super healthy, not so much.
Take a look at this.
It’s a receipt for a pit stop we made awhile ago. 2 bananas, a bottle of Coke, 1 blueberry Odwalla smoothie, 1 bag of Doritos, and 1 Snickers bar.
Can you guess whose items are whose?
I guess that old saying about opposites attracting is really true, and I’m glad it is. Today, Mr. W and I are celebrating our twenty-third wedding anniversary.
I think that calls for cake.
Do you think I can get Mr. W to have a piece? :)
Oh, and before I forget, I have a new release out this week. Look for A POTION TO DIE FOR in bookstores on Tuesday. Much happiness.
As the owner of the Little Shop of Potions, a magic potion shop specializing in love potions, Carly Bell Hartwell finds her product more in demand than ever. A local soothsayer has predicted that a couple in town will soon divorce—and now it seems every married person in Hitching Post, Alabama, wants a little extra matrimonial magic to make sure they stay hitched.
But when Carly finds a dead man in her shop, clutching one of her potion bottles, she goes from most popular potion person to public enemy number one. In no time the murder investigation becomes a witch hunt—literally! Now Carly is going to need to brew up some serious sleuthing skills to clear her name and find the real killer—before the whole town becomes convinced her potions really are to die for!