Fantastic review, as usual, from the uniquely witty Barb Taub! Enjoy!!
Have you ever taken a long trip to a completely foreign place where you’ve spent weeks treating your taste buds to one exotic surprise after another? And then comes the day when you turn a corner and find a Burger King. You look around to make sure nobody sees you, and then… in you go. There’s just something so inexpressibly comforting about knowing exactly what you’ll get, the sure and certain knowledge that whatever the outside landscape holds, that Whopper and fries will taste the same as it does back in the mall at home.
That’s what I love about reading a cozy mystery. I see a cover in icecream colors with a cupcake or a cat, and I know the tropes I’ll find inside:
- The sleuth will be an amateur, of course, and (these days) almost definitely a woman. She won’t want to get involved—unless she’s elderly and knits—but she will…
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Blasphemous little video! Those felines were just being kind…..(alright, alright, I liked it…I give it the big ol’ Cheshire grin). Enjoy Sally’s wonderful gift this morning. 😀
I think The Ape Man just said that his iPad is better than mine! :::Cheshire grin::: Well, it shows up just fine on my iPhone!! Happy to reblog a great post feom my friend, Miss Tina. Enjoy the love!!
Image is courtesy of Lucie Stastkova
How many times have you heard yourself say: “I wish I’d said . . .”? Sometimes we’re simply a little slow on the draw. But sometimes we hesitate, afraid to speak what we’re thinking and feeling. Maybe we’re afraid of not being liked. Maybe we’re uncomfortable with effusive reactions. Maybe we’re afraid of confrontation. Whatever the reason, it’s usually based in fear. And that’s really too bad, because we’ve missed an opportunity to grow.
How many times have you heard yourself say: “I wish I’d told her . . .”? If we’re reticent to pay someone a compliment — perhaps afraid they may question our motives — then we’ve robbed them and ourselves of a joyful moment. If we’re reluctant to offer someone criticism — perhaps unsure whether we’re capable of handling their reaction — then we’ve robbed them and ourselves…
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Dear Friends, Zoe here but not for long! I’ve been preparing to take this trip, you see, and have been so busy that I neglected to write up a wonderful new adventure for you. So, I’ve asked a friend to take my spot this month. I’ve told you about my human, Emily, and I’ve told you about my friend, Bella, but I’ve never told you about my friend Burt. Or how I met him. That is a tale for another day. Let’s just say that Burt owed me a favor. Big time. I’m happy to call in my chips today, probably happier than he is to be called on to do this favor for me. At any rate, here is Burt. I hope he entertains you well but don’t get too enamored, for I will be back next month!
Hello, Everyone. My name is Burt. I’m a friend of Zoe’s…
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