Frost on the Pumpkins

It's a lot like winter this morning. I still tend to go out to drive the boys to school with my flip flops on but my feet are hurting too much so I think it's time to put those babies to bed for the winter.
It was really pretty this morning with frost covering everything and even a bit of snow on the side road after leaving the middle school. It's funny how my son Pat and I notice things together... Like the other morning we were heading off to drop Joe off and as we headed down our street, Mount Battie was shrouded in fog, well all except the top. The optical illusion was the mountain looked bigger and taller then it actually was and looked like it was really rising out of the fog. It all looked a bit menacing. But we slowed down to just stare at it and exclaim over how it all appeared.
I have been knitting quite a bit, a hat a week. Now to start Christmas presents. I now have three hats for myself so that should be more then enough for me for the winter.
One thing that is making me extremely happy is my new refurbished laptop. I found an Apple laptop and for the price of the sale of the compost tumbler I was able to get a nice little laptop. Now I just have to update the writing program and I am back in business. I really am chomping at the bit to write. I do love to read but writing just soothes me like knitting does.
Talk about reading. My bank has an annual book sale for breast Cancer awareness. You donate whatever and are able to get any books you want. Last week I found a lot of board books that I brought into work for the toddlers. Then Saturday I was in the bank to make a deposit before it closed at noon and saw out of the corner of my eye a Kathleen Woodiwiss book. It was "Shanna"
So after making the deposit I went and grabbed the book and went and paid for it. Bob happened to be inside waiting for me and as we were walking out he said I saw another author you like...
I thought " wow he actually pays attention to what I read." It happened to be a Jennifer Crusie book. So I ran back in with Bob in tow and found that book, paid for it and walked out a happy camper.
So with that one old, used book I found my roots... No, not my genealogical roots but my 'Romance' roots. It was Kathleen Woodiwiss who introduced me to Romance. I cut my teeth on her. I have read about how a lot of women would read their Mother's or grandmother's romance books. I had neither ,though I did have quiet the reading appetite and read just about anything down the pike. By 8th grade I was reading 'Summer of 42', 'Valley of the Dolls' to name a couple. Not exactly age appropriate reading material but since my father was not a reader and would give me money to buy whatever books I wanted . I read whatever I wanted, no censorship. After high school and Agatha Cristie I found Romance books at the local used bookstore and boy did I love those stories that just swept you away. Well 'Shanna' is on my bedside stand and I am reading her again. Woodiwiss knew how to write a story and she didn't rush. Her books were large and sometimes it took her a few years or so to finish a story.
So while I wait to get back to my writing I can read and dream of my next edit for my book and what I will do with it.