Like babies? Opposites attract?
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Here’s the blurb:
Liz Kingston spends her life delivering babies and longs for one of her own. All she needs is someone with fabulous genetic material. Who better to ask than her sexy ex-fling, who has no interest in ever settling down or being a father.
International correspondent Grant Wilbanks loves danger and travelling the world. But nothing in all this Brit’s experience could have prepared him for the way a torrid affair with Liz makes him feel. When she asks for his assistance, he figures he can help her out with a simple donation. No strings, no emotions, just…test-tube science.
But this simple favor gives them both more than they ever bargained for. Grant agrees to her terms, but stepping away gets harder and harder because the more time they spend together, the more he finds himself falling…and losing the battle to safeguard his heart.
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Every Monday night during their respective seasons, I watch the Bachelor or the Bachelorette with my neighborhood girlfriends. We chat, catch up, eat dessert, and of course, critique the show. When our daughters were younger, high school age, we used to use the show as a way to tell them to “never act like that,” “never wear that in public,” and “NEVER do that in a hot tub with a guy,” all the while unable to stop tuning in to the outrageous behavior ourselves.
But eventually, our girls grew up and went away to college, and watching this show became a way for all of us moms to stay connected. We often gab through most of the show. I mean, we know when to be quiet for the important parts, but let’s just say we have a lot of fun. Plus did I mention the dessert part? 🙂
Game of Thrones with my husband is an entirely different experience. Long ago. I watched the first two seasons, until the blood and gratuitous violence sent me running away screaming. But hey, it’s the most popular show in the world. I began to feel like I was missing something.
So I made a deal with my hubby. “Okay, okay,” he said. “You can come down to the man cave and watch. But NO QUESTIONS.” After missing four seasons, it was HARD to keep all the questions for the end, but I’m proud to say I pretty much did it. Until last week, when I learned a meeting was set up between Jon Snow, King of the North, and Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons.
Now, Kit Harington and Emilia Clarke are two of the most beautiful people on earth, not to mention both very heroic characters, and my romance lover’s mind could barely contain itself with all the possibilities of their meeting.
“Have they ever met before?” I asked my hubby (during the show, of course, for which I got a semi-dirty look).
“No,” he said, without any inflection to his voice. As if the two most beautiful people on earth meeting up were nothing special (yawn).
Afterward, I explored the internet, which had erupted with speculation about the meeting. “The internet is exploding about this. You do know that, right?”
“Yeah,” he said.
“Well then, why didn’t you tell me? I mean, this is a BIG DEAL”
“I wanted you to experience it for yourself.”
Is this a guy thing, saying as little as possible? As a romance writer, guys definitely have different dialogue patterns than women, and we’re taught that. Typical guy-speak is more to the point, less packed with emotion-based words. And they simply speak…less. I suddenly had a vision of my husband and his friends gathering to watch The Bachelor…and the room being dead silent.
Too bad my girlfriends don’t watch GoT. We’d laugh and discuss and diss the bad characters. And consider (out loud) the endless possibilities of romance between these two. Uncensored. And, of course, eat dessert.
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I’m not sure how hard I tried to teach my kids how to cook. The chaos of those last few teenage years all blurs now that they are in college and beyond (my oldest being 25).
I do remember at least telling my kids, including my son, who is 20, how important it is to cook.
“Why?” my son asks with a wide grin and a glint in his eye. “Isn’t that what a wife is for?”
He does this to torment, of course. Because he knows that he’s surrounded by two sisters and a mother who have spent years making certain he is a sensitive, kind man who respects women. (Plus, we would get physical if he truly gets out of line, Lol.)
It amuses me greatly to tell you that my son is more serious about cooking as an almost-junior in college than his sisters were at that age. He grocery shops every week and even has a grand plan–he makes enough food for four days at a time.
“Does that mean you eat the same meal four days in a row?” I asked. “But don’t you get sick of it?”
Apparently not. I think he eats a lot of chicken breasts and pasta. He still won’t eat red sauce or anything where the food touches another food on the plate but hey–not my problem anymore!
This warms my heart, that this son of mine can shop and feed himself. He, who was a sickly child, who was indulged with chicken nuggets and fries because he simply wouldn’t eat anything else. (I know, I know, I should have forced him or something, but what can I say. Thank God he eats more than foods that are beige now that he’s grown, and is big and strong and no longer sickly.)
Recently while I was nearing a deadline, my oldest daughter and my son cooked a fabulous dinner that they sealed in a foil packet and put on the grill. My daughter even made a homemade berry cobbler to go with it! I only had to wait 25 years for this. It was totally worth the wait! I nearly cried, to have someone–your children no less!–make you a fabulous dinner when you’re all stressed out. Nothing could’ve been sweeter.
My kids have always seen my husband in the kitchen too. He cooks pancakes every Sunday and makes amazing omelets. He makes pies and bread when he has time. I think this has had a great impact. Plus, my husband actually enjoys cooking, whereas I…well, let’s just say that if I didn’t have to eat, I wouldn’t be in the kitchen. At all.
I tell my son he’s going to be part of a busy household one day and it’s important to share all the tasks as you can. That it takes all hands on deck to raise a family. And that marriage is a partnership.
Hopefully some of that has sunk in. And in the meantime, he’s off to a great start. Not only can he cook for himself, he can cook enough at one time to feed a family of four 🙂