Life as a wife: Just like Emmylou
I've been remiss in posting here. Preparing Sisters Born, Sisters Found: A Diversity of Voices on Sisterhood for launch on Jan. 5 has kept me beyond busy. (The book is on sale at Book Passage, 51 Tamal Vista, Corte Madera, Calif., now and available for pre-order on Amazon at http://amzn.to/1DVNEiZ,)
I have, however, posted a few mini Life As A Wife tidbits on Facebook in the past couple of months, and I thought some folks might enjoy them. I envision publishing an ebook of them (the ones in this post will need to be expanded) at some point. So here goes:
The office holiday party was so much fun: great people, yummy food, lots of laughter, much of it from the gift exchange. You never know what you'll find beneath the festive wrapping. Jim got a box of See's Candy. I went for something more mysterious to my eye. Here's what I got. Funny, he won't swap with me.
My Jim just a smidge irritated with me for taking a picture instead of holding the ladder steady.
Jim just came home, saw me working away at my desk, paused to stroke my hair, which I stopped coloring about seven months ago, and said, "Your hair is beautiful. You are beautiful, like Emmylou Harris." Oh, he's a keeper, that man. Now, if I could just sing like Emmylou ...