Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I would love to blog....

really I would, because I have lots to tell you and show you, not to mention some really exciting things going on! However, until I know where my photos go after I upload them I'll have to hold off for now. It's so frustrating it makes me want to throw my computer up against the fireplace and watch it crumple into a million tiny, little pieces (no, I do not have anger issues) but then I'd be in divorce court. So. I will wait patiently until my sweet, wonderful, husband can help me.

He gets frustrated at my stupidity limited skills so maybe if I make a quick trip to Target and buy him this:

new album by CNN's Robin Meade
he will be more likely to help me sooner rather than later. You see, Mr. T is a big Fox TV man, but every morning at 6:00 am all loyalties come to a screeching halt as he tunes in to see his girl, Robin Meade. This morning they played bits and pieces of her newly released "Brand New Day" and I knew without a doubt that I'd have to sneak out today and buy this for him.

I figure after his favorite steak dinner tonight, and music from his second favorite girl, I should be good to go by tomorrow morning. Yep. I sure know how to get 'r done 'round here. The way to a man's heart is not necessarily exclusively through his stomach. His eyes and ears are a good route as well. (You  have to admit Robin is a beauty, and from what I've heard so far she has a great voice.)
See ya tomorrow with part deux of how to live the simple, country life, smack-dab in the middle of the city!

Kathie

Friday, June 10, 2011

I love, love, LOVE questions from my readers! And this one is my favorite one of all time. It's from Miss Gina out west. (Did I mention how much I love your questions?)

"Kathie, how did you finally adapt to city life? Between work, traffiic, running kids back and forth to this and that I am exhausted! Not to mention the stress of the faster pace? How did you do it? Please help!"

Oh, sweet Gina....how I remember those early days when I first moved to the Washington DC metro area. I had a perpetual headache for 3 months while I learned my way around the city and was scared to death I was going to injure someone or worse while I adjusted to rush hour traffic. Even singing along to my favorite Christian station often didn't prevent me from flipping off the cab driver laying on his horn and riding my bumper like a rented mule. I knew I had to do SOMETHING or I was going to commit hari-kari.


So, the first thing I did was start with my home.



I took down the fancy curtains and got rid of the uncomfortable, expensive furniture. Instead I decided to go back to the style I love - to surround myself with the things I had in my country home. So, go ahead - make yours as comfortable and tranquil as possible. DON'T listen to anyone else or style your place in the current fad - decorate with things YOU love! My favorite style is shabby-chic, or Victorian Country which is soooo not popular in my neck of the woods. You've heard the old game of 'keepin' up with the Jones'? Well, these people bring it to a whole new level. You have to resist that urge to impress others. Your home is about YOU and your family. I have nothing against fancy, schmancy houses - really, I don't. But that's just not what brings me comfort. For me, pile on layer after layer of lace, pink roses, and soft pillows. What brings you peace and serenity?

However, since I also live with 2 men in the house I have a room that's a little less 'girly', but still keeps to our country roots and our heritage of riding and the outdoors. (But if it was just me it would be nothing but pink and white all throughout....just sayin...)





I am very fortunate to have a big back yard. It's completely fenced-in so Sally and Violet have plenty of room to run. I created this little reading/writing nook underneath a tree so I can breathe in the fragrance of our flowers and sit out here and watch the fireflies light up the night sky - just like I did when I was a kid.








There is a busy two-lane highway that runs in front of my house, but nestled amongst the trees in my back yard the only thing I hear is the soft coo of a mourning dove, and other various types of song-birds that make their home in the huge maple tree that shades the above table. I feel like I am a million miles away from the beltway.





There are so many other ways I have learned to simplify my life and I've decided to break it down into several posts. Tomorrow I'll post about where I get some of my inspiration and how I was able to take that leap of faith and jump out of my comfort zone and live my life the way I wanted. Baby steps, Gina. Baby steps.





Til next time,




Kathie

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Memphis Booksigning!

Oh my goodness - PLEASE don't be mad at me!! I have missed deadlines galore on "The Hillbilly Debutante Cafe" - my next one has been pushed back to June 17th. In the meantime, tomorrow I am leaving for Memphis for another signing on my current novel "False Victim". If you live in the Memphis area I would LOVE to meet you!!

Here's the skinny:

Hastings Book Store
1245 Germantown Parkway
Cordova (Memphis) Tennessee
1 - 3

When I get back to ol' Virginny on Sunday I am going to crack open the laptop and get back to work. I REALLY think you are going to like the next novel - I really do. If I had to describe it, it would be a "Fried Green Tomatoes" meets "Mayberry RFD" with a bit of "Steel Magnolias" thrown in - sssoooo very different from the creepy, wierd "False Victim".


Have I told you lately that I love you? Well, I do and I really, truly hope you know that. I like hearing from you whether it's facebook, through the comments section or e-mail. I appreciate all of you! AND, I am really excited to meeting one of my blog buddies later in the month - you know who you are!




And a big congratulations to Kat at The London Bob hair salon in Old Town Alexandria.....she 'auditioned' to be my stylist and guess what Kat-baby....YOU'RE HIRED!

(When the teen-age son tells you he likes it you KNOW Mama must be lookin' good).


Until next time,

Kathie