#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Cloudy, with a chance of meatballs

That’s my kitchen-table forecast for today. The sky is cloudy, but the sun is trying to peek through, so who knows?

I’m putting the finishing touches on “Austin” today, and my mom and her friend Carol are stopping by for a visit this afternoon.

Mary Ann’s son, Derek, has been visiting from Canada, and he goes back to the Land of the Maple Leaf this morning. We will miss him sorely around here.

Preparations for Barcelona continue.

And I have a strange craving for meatballs.

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