Hi everyone!

See?  I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth. I’ve just been busy, working away on About That Night.  So far, I’m very pleased with it.  I hope to share more about the book soon.

Speaking of books… in the spirit of summer, my book club decided that we wanted to read something “fun and light” for our next meeting.  I wanted to thank all of you who gave me great suggestions on Twitter and Facebook!  The book club has voted and this month we’ll be reading Crocodile on the Sandbank by Elizabeth Peters.

Has anyone read it?  If so, what did you think?  (No spoilers, please.)

Anyone have other recommendations for light and fun summer reads?  Please feel free to share!

Hope you are all enjoying the sunshine!

Last week, after 40 weeks and 2 days, Baby Girl James was born.  She’s the cutest little cupcake, and my husband and I are ecstatic.  Her big brother, however, is on the fence about whether he approves of the new addition to our family.  My mother says it took me two years to forgive her for the birth of my sister, so maybe it runs in the family.

While I don’t have a ton of time to read these days, I started a book in the hospital before delivering the Cupcake– The Kalahari Typing School for Men by Alexander McCall Smith (the fourth book in the No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency series).  I’ve really enjoyed every book in the series so far, and it’s the perfect light-but-not-too-light read.

Meanwhile, I’m re-honing my skills in typing with one hand, and pretty much doing everything else with one hand while holding a baby with the other, too.  Oh–and I’m also discovering the wonders of late-late-late night television when up for feedings. Who knew the Tonight Show re-runs at 3a.m.?

Ugh.  I woke up this morning at 4a.m. and couldn’t fall back asleep.  Hate when that happens.  I finally gave up, started eating peanut butter out of the jar, and cracked open a new book.  I grabbed The Merlot Murders by new-to-me author, Ellen Crosby.

I’m enjoying it so far, which is saying a lot considering I was reading at 4 a.m.  A murder mystery set on a vineyard. . . that’s right up my alley.