#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Snow? What Snow?

We had a lot of glorious, if chilly, sunshine over the weekend.  Bernice and I took 5 and a half walks around the pasture–on the 6th, we accepted a ride home from Jenni, who just happened to be driving in when we got to the top of the driveway.  On our sojourns, we encountered no moose, no pack of ravenous coyotes, no fire-breathing dragons.  :)  (As you can see, having a very well developed imagination has it’s downside.)

I bought books–real books, with pages, no less–a biography of Charles Dickens, a memoir or two, a very short book on critical thinking.  There’s humor in that, but I guess I haven’t had enough coffee, because I can’t seem to get the joke.  I just know there is one.  :)

Does anybody remember that comical scene in “Mr. Mom”, when Michael Keaton is at the supermarket buying the groceries and other stuff for the household, while his wife works, and is mortified to be seen purchasing tampons?  The sales clerk holds the box high in the air and yells something like, “Price check!  Tampons!” at the top of her lungs.  I had my own version of that at Fred Meyer yesterday–I had chosen, among other things, a fake-fur vest to wear on walks with Bernice.  It didn’t have a tag.  So the clerk–I swear, it’s true–waved the thing in the air and practically screeched to a free-ranging colleague, “Price check on this vest!  EXTRA LARGE!”  I had to chuckle–and silently remind myself that my size, like the numbers on the scale, is headed downward, not up.

At the beginning of the weekend, I had this wild plan to spend two full days in my newly organized craft room, playing with various toys.  Didn’t happen. 

Today, I’m working on the new book–and going to the dentist.  :(

Into each life, some snow must fall.

3 comments to “Snow? What Snow?”

  1. Susan
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      · November 7th, 2011 at 4:39 pm · Link

    Your price check story reminds me of when my husband was trying to help me shop for pants. I sent him to get the next size for me to try. He comes back and hollers over the door of the dressing room "they don't have a regular 16, but they've got a 16 wide" (because the label said 16W) Oh my. Talk about motivation to want to slim down. In his defense, he didn't know there was such a term as "women's size" and wasn't being mean, just didnt know what he was saying :)



  2. Nyoka
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      · November 7th, 2011 at 6:12 pm · Link

    LOL Great story Linda… I went "Book Hunting" this weekend at the local Flea Market and found three of your books that I didn't have!! 'Courting Susannah' 'Snowflakes On The Sea' and a short story (included in a book with Linda Howard and Jayne Ann Krentz) 'Resurrection'… Can't wait to start reading them! I have about worn out my other copies, reading them over and over!! Have a great day!!



  3. Susan in AZ
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      · November 8th, 2011 at 12:16 am · Link

    I bought one of those fake fur vests in 2002, and it seemed that in 2003 I wore it nearly every day for about 5 months. Enjoy it in good health!



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