ELYSIUM by Nicole Grayson

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Here is the review I posted in Amazon and Goodreads:


The story instantly drew me in and kept me on the edge of my seat all the way to the very end. I loved the ending and didn't want it to stop. and so I've been daydreaming about what would happen next. Set in fabulous locations (I feel like I've been on a vacation), there was suspense, wonderful friendships, love and great sex. It was like seeing a fabulous movie, where you're telling your friends that you'd go see it again as you're walking out of the theater. And you do! I sure hope there's going to be a book #2!

Clothes That Closet Door!

Haha, a play on words!
I live in Florida and what little winter we get (actually this winter was pretty cold!) was over in February or March.  For a month I've been delaying the cleaning of the closet. I just shut the door and ignore the fact that my closet is busting at the seams with things I don't wear. I really don't have a lot of clothes, but I wear less than 75% of what is in the closet.  First I need to move the turtlenecks, sweaters, boots and jackets into the guest room closet to see what I actually have. Next, slide the clothes I wear regularly to the side and, finally, try on all the clothes I never wear to find out why.  Maybe I'll find a hidden gem, but my guess is, a spot, snug on the hips, too short, too long, or too ugly.  No matter that it was a gift from a favorite person, my best color or material, how much (or little!) I paid, or how much I dreamed it would fit right in the future, if it isn't right, it is wrong! Into the reject pile those go for some lucky soul to purchase from Goodwill.

Yesterday I promised myself I would tackle the closet, but in typical Marty fashion, I distracted myself on purpose with a need to bake cupcakes. From scratch. Uh-huh. The recipe I used is in my food blog, What's For Dinner?

I promise to post a picture of the outgoing pile after I'm done.  Scout's honor. For those of you that know me, I was kicked out of Brownies in 2nd grade for skipping school, so swearing on the scouts and skipping chores may not be a guilt-ridden stretch for me.

Can't Stop Biking

Really.
I cannot stop my bike!
Several years ago Mark got us both matching bikes...a small one for shortie me, and a huge bicycle for him. Mark is a big man and he is a six and a half foot tall giant! You should see him walking our five pound yorkie! It looks like Shrek walking a squirrel!!

The reason I can't stop my bike is, it is a fancy mountain bike and it has hand brakes.  Like I'd EVER ride a bike up or down a mountain!! My hands have more scars than Frankenstein, so they don't quite work the way they used to. In my right hand I have three artificial joints, a fused thumb and fused long finger joints, there are two fake joints in my left hand, but they're all old and mobility is limited, so my squeezability is gone. Ah the joys of rheumatoid arthritis!  Here I am, feeling good enough to ride a bike (I haven't for years!) and I can't because of mechanics.

Found this one online, IDENTICAL to our bikes.

Before I even tried to drive it, Mark took my bike to the repair shop to get a tuneup: replace a flat tire and get a kick-stand. Then, in the parking lot, I took it for a spin and Mark had to stop me, as I couldn't do the squeeze to the brakes thing. Forget even trying to change gears! I will need to find a beach cruiser with foot operated coaster brakes. Too bad. I was ready to get all summer skinny, had my basket ready for the dog and everything.

Taken several years ago when my hands worked better.
Same bike, same basket, same dog.

Organize

"Today is the day to let go of things that no longer serve you." 

I came across this website and didn't want to lose it.
It's great!
http://www.organizinglifewithless.com/