MY REVIEW
This is the series that started my love for MC romances. Her stories are so well written. Each story, each couple is different, with different obstacles to overcome. The men are alpha bad asses, the women are strong enough to deal with the MC lifestyle.
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I was visiting down in our building lobby today. We have coffee/snack times (by donation) there every weekday except Sunday. It’s a nice time to go sit and get to know the neighbours.
Today, Larry was down there with the group, and Wendy said “Ann, I was just about to text you. Larry has brought his little accordion to show you”. So, I sat down and opened up the little case (about the size of an old typewriter case) and there was this old German Hohner 10 button accordion!
Wow…….! It has these 10 buttons on the right side instead of a keyboard (which is what I am used to using) and 4 chord buttons on the left side. I played around with it and everyone was surprised at the sounds coming out. I could not figure out what notes the right hand buttons represented and was puzzled that the…
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Everyone knows how we feel about football and football players in Texas. We love them. We are happy to fry outside in those summertime scrimmage games, and we are happy to sit through an ice storm in November to watch our team play. Rain or shine. We make heroes of our players. We back the boys. We get a lot of flack from those who don’t understand our crazy fascination with the sport and the players. Football rules the autumn nights, creates life and a sense of community in small, rural towns where nothing else much happens. People will turn out for football games, bask in the beams of those field lights, waiting for their chance to claim vicarious glory. It’s in the blood.
Leroy is no exception. He gladly supports his Midwestern State Mustangs, helps out the team, gets them water and supplies, and lends them a lot of…
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On Friday morning we got in the Sportage and headed north to Lake Shasta. Since i never take the direct route, we ended up on some quiet back roads between Modesto and Sacramento, which brought me to these two gems.
I’ve seen them from a distance, most recently from the Amtrak that runs up the central valley. However this is the first time I have been near the site. What is now a recreation area where you can picnic, fish and camp was the home of a nuclear power plant. I can vaguely remember as a kid the controversies that surrounded this and other power plants.
Today though I find these two huge towers to be an amazing site. Surrounded by both vineyards of grapes and a solar farm.
Ancien Hippie 