Friday, September 16, 2016



J.T. Baxter is having a very bad year. As if adjusting to widower status and caring for two sons, weren’t enough, he has a landscaping business to keep afloat with a loan coming due. The last thing he needs is the town princess waltzing into his life with a business proposal he can’t afford to refuse.

Cassandra Bing feels adrift after her father’s death, a nasty broken engagement and enduring a job she loathes. She’s searching for her niche, something that would’ve made her dad proud and will bring her fulfillment. But gardening is a hot, dirty business, and soon she’s wishing she’d made a different sort of proposition to the sexy dad.

As attraction escalates between J.T. and Cass, tensions grow in a house where secrets fester. Can her presence begin to heal the Baxter household, or will their tender feelings become a casualty of the impending emotional storm?

If you are a fan of sexy romances against a backdrop of family and community, you will love His Small Town Princess, the third in the Sweetwater Springs series of stand-alone books by author Carol Burnside. This is a truly satisfying read, touching on the issues of infidelity, grief, combining families, caring for aging parents, and abusive relationships. Hero and heroine J.T. and Cass, along with all the supporting characters, are sympathetic and believable. Almost instantly swept up in the story, I read the entire book in one setting. Available TODAY on Amazon (click here). Five stars! Highly recommended!

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Friday, September 9, 2016

Cleaning Out My Closet

In polite society always dress for the life you desire; fate often follows fashion. 
~ Violet Grey

I finally did it. I cleaned out my closet and dresser drawers and purged them of every item I haven't worn in the past year or longer. I was ruthless. Here are my discards.

Six large garbage bags stuffed to the gills.
Mostly, these six bags contain garments I haven't been able to wear since circa 2007, when menopause reared its ugly head. Suddenly, I was no longer able to wear all the beautiful size zero and size two garments I had collected. Ever since, I have been hoping against hope to get back into all those teeny tiny dresses, skirts, pants and tops. Finally, I have admitted defeat.

So many memories. Hundreds and hundreds of dollars spent. A couple of the lovely dresses I got rid of still had price tags hanging from them. But that was almost ten years ago - ten years! - and it is time to let go. Styles have changed. My body has changed.

I have changed.

Now I am a woman "of a certain age" and I am ready to dress the part. No more mini skirts, skinny jeans, or low-cut necklines. No more sweaters with pills or sale items that seemed like a good idea at the time.

All that said, I still haven't given up on the notion of losing ten or fifteen pounds. Although my weight is considered "normal", at least according to the BMI charts - and my doctors have no problem with it - I know I would look and feel better if I weighed a few pounds less. Meanwhile, I am going to buy myself some nice clothes that fit my body now, including a new winter coat and a beautiful pair of leather boots. Obviously, I need to do some shopping.

For the time being, this is what my closet looks like.

Dresses and shoes all lined up in a row. I have yet to deal with the clutter on the upper shelf. 
Two denim jackets, a lightweight vest and jacket, and a few tops and bottoms.
In the process of sorting through my wardrobe I dealt with a few regrets and shed a few tears. But now I am ready to move on. On to the next chapter of my life. With the intention of dressing as well as I can while I travel.