It’s coming to get me!

I swear, I’m not paranoid…but, that being said, there is proof in the posting! 
I raise a lot of plants, probably because my father was a botanist with a degree in biology and a couple courses shy of being a zoologist.  I can’t tell you how many trees I’ve planted over the years.  Seeing those same trees 30 years later from the time when I used to jump over them as a child to an adult where I’d have to climb them (if I wanted to break something, not only on the tree but my body).  It’s awesome to know there is a living legacy growing out there, somewhere, even if we don’t own the land anymore.  My father grew up during the depression and helped after the great fires of northern Wisconsin to replant those areas.  After seeing what happened after Mount St. Helens blew, I’m sure Mother Nature would have re-seeded the areas nicely, however, the State of Wisconsin planted acres of trees, heck, more than that and now, eighty plus years later, they are tall and strong.  Personally, I don’t like neat little rows but prefer a variance, a natural look.

Well, back to the point of this blog, and there is one, I assure you.

It’s coming to get me, and here is picture proof.20171014_124101_Burst01

I grow a lot of spider plants, have a Christmas Cactus, and a few other odds and ends.  My aunt gave me a couple of cuttings of a purple passion plant last year when I was down in Arkansas and it survived the drive back to WisconSIN.  One of the cuttings died in the pot, but, some plants do not do well here in this house.  There is something about it, and no, I don’t have a black thumb but a green one.  But, one of the cuttings started growing crazily this year and as I type in bed because of my bad back, I gaze out the window and in front of the window are all my plants, all in hanging baskets, on a stand my son and I made.  I had to do it like this because when Kitkat was alive, she enjoyed mowing plants down.  Now that she is gone I could place them around the house, but, my window gets the most sun in my northern facing house and my window faces south.  The plants that do survive in my house include three varieties of spider plants that I really enjoy.  It gets pretty lush.

Maybe it’s because of what I feed them.  They don’t get straight water since the village puts chemicals in it, supposedly for our health (I don’t drink it either, shudders).  Instead, I feed my plants water from my fish tanks, the bottom water that I siphon out to clean my tanks.  This nutrient rich water is full of plant matter and fish droppings.  Sometimes I will filter THIS through a plant set up where it goes through nutrient rich dirt and into a bucket (what can I say, I’m a mad scientist).  My plants seem to love it.  Even the water that goes INto these fish tanks stands in a five gallon bottle for weeks until the chemicals dissaperate, or rather evaporate.

I don’t understand why some plants don’t like the aura of this house.  Personally, I no longer like the aura either but that is neither here nor there.  I moved here with a couple of absolutely HUGE succulents that were the sizes of bushes, jade plants to be exact and they BOTH died in this house.  I also moved here with a couple of display of Mother-in-Law Tongues, aka Snake Plants and sometimes called Sword Plants that had been cuttings from my grandmother and the plants were over 40 years old!  All died in this house and I was heartbroken.  I didn’t (then) feed them the water from my tanks but that was how I learned the water out of the tap was BAD!  As I said, the aura is bad and I need to move on, taking my ‘few’ plants with me.  My sword plants once were in one of those half wine barrels and I got them to bloom!  Apparently they bloom once every seven years but I had so many in that barrel they bloomed EVERY year, man that is the most sickening flower smell you ever want to smell!  Someone once offered me $400 for that half-barrel, but, we had a freeze that night before he could come pick it up!

My dream home would have an arboretum, a sun room, or just fantastic windows to grow plants!  Btw, this is what a Purple Passion plant is SUPPOSED to look like, not the one vine reaching out to GET me!Purple-Passion

Meanwhile, I wait for this purple passion plant, the one vine is over seven feet long!  I can see it ‘hesitating’ in its growth of where it’s going to go.  In the evening it is leaning towards my right as it might head back towards the window it grew up, it’s vine thickening as it grows.  In the morning it leans towards my left and as if it is contemplating whether or not it will head towards me at the headboard of my bed.  It’s a smart thing too, it has now figured out it will get added support/strength by resting on top of the post that holds up all the plants (except for those hanging from the curtain rod).


So, if I don’t appear on social media someday, you know, it GOT me!

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It’s off to Chicago I go for GCLS!

Has it really been a YEAR since Washington DC and GCLS?  Where has the time gone?  REALLY?  I traveled a lot since then, bought a few new computers, got a new SUV, wrote a few books (you didn’t miss THAT did you?) and here we are again!  Another event.  This year it’s in Chicago which is cool because it’s only 5 hour (depending on traffic) or so from the Northwoods where I hole up in my cave *depending on if I’m writing.  This hermit is coming out of the cave for this event.  Be sure to stop by the Shadoe Publishing booth as seen here from last year.20160707_124440

You couldn’t possibly miss my red hat could you?IMG_0202

Ask me for a Lesbian Membership card!  I laminated a few too for you die-hards who need a card!  lol!

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Oh, and I’m bringing PLENTY of books too, got the first loads in the back of my new SUV:


Yeah, those are HEAVY…I will have to either get a bigger SUV or a trailer soon!

C'mon Folks.

All joking aside, Shadoe Publishing has two booths this year as always and we would LOVE to see you.  I’ll be on a panel with some very nice authors on Thursday, and, of course around for the author signings…or, if you can’t be there for that, buy a book and hunt me down with my red fedora or my light up shoes!


Because, well, as you know, I don’t like to draw attention to myself, bahahahahahah!

C’mon, you know you want to give me a hug, get a picture, and I want to see you all there too!  Don’t be shy!  I don’t bite…hard.  BTW, if you post a picture of me and you on Facebook from the conference, I want you to tag me!  I’ll even consider GIVING you a book for doing that!

See you there!




The Northwood Lodge

I am pleased to present to you my FIRST non-fiction novella.  A biographical novella about my father and grandparents with plenty of pictures.

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In 1934, John Dillinger engaged in a shoot-out with the Division of Investigation, later called the F.B.I., at Little Bohemia in Manitowish Waters, Wisconsin.  Next door to Little Bohemia was the Northwood Lodge owned by Ernst and Agatha Meinel, my paternal grandparents.

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27 Years ago TODAY!

How many of you can say you remember what you were doing that many years ago?  I do.  That was a rather rough week.  I was suffering from the flu, in and out of the hospital all week only to go back for more hydration in the form of an I.V. drip.  My doctor was sick of seeing me.

27 years ago today was a Thursday, and I remember it so vividly because of what happened that evening.  Since I’d been so ill, I had to be ‘careful’ about what I ate.  I felt so good that day that I craved lasagna.  A favorite still.  So, we got Stouffers and I got my lasagna.  Well, a few hours later I began to have stomach pains.  Chock it up to too much too soon?  Or should I mention I also happened to be very, very pregnant at the time?  When my husband at the time (Hey, yes I AM a lesbian NOW, but I was young and stupid and trying heterosexuality)….said, how do you tell the difference between flu cramps and being in labor?   Well, I was 23 at the time and I’d already had a baby so of course I knew it all!  That’s what I told him, I would KNOW!  Well, when those flu cramps got five minutes apart, he called the doctor.  I told them, I didn’t mind going into the hospital just as long as I didn’t miss my favorite show which was due on that night.  Those were the days when you had to wait the entire season to see what you missed in one night for a rerun…if you got that!  At the time my favorite show was L.A. Law…hello Susan Dey anyone?2120587  Well, I got my wish.  They got me into a room and I refused to contribute ANYTHING to the delivery of my son until I could watch the entire episode.  How’s that for a devoted fan?

A few hours later I was willing to get that baby out of me and I cooperated.  Not bad!  I think I’ll keep him.  Happy Birthday Andrew!  (He’s given the name I would have been given had I been a boy).  Btw, I’m STILL trying to lose that baby fat!



After the Con

You would think there would be a tremendous let down after the conference in Washington D.C.  Well, not for me there wasn’t because I was happily on my way up the Eastern Seaboard, up from Virginia, through Maryland, a part of Delaware, 20160710_174041Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, 20160710_174430into a long stretch of Connecticut and up through Rhode Island to Massachusetts to return Sue Ellen to her home near Boston.20160710_162156  Then I turned around, went back to Rhode Island and checked into a hotel not too far from the airport in Providence.  My good friend Jessica and I had a date to pal around and she got there before me.  I jumped on her bed to fully wake her up and say hello.  It’s great to have friends like that and while she got ready for work (she works nights) I collapsed into my own bed to sleep.  She woke me when she came in in the morning and we both took naps for several more hours in our own beds.

Brunch came and she showed me ‘The Hill’ in Providence where ethnic neighborhoods abounded and we met up with her mother to eat at an  Italian delicatessen.  It was so much fun!  Check out the street, they even have the Italian colors in the street stripes!  Jess was certain I was going to get hit by a car taking these pictures, lol. 20160711_12042420160711_12045220160711_132641The food was fantastic, as I expected and the company just as good!20160711_132537

All too soon I had to get going as I had a date with a woman I’d been talking to for a while and Jess and I had to stop by a florist.  I think the results were worth the effort.Flowers in Sarah's home

We had a wonderful time as the three of us went swimming, hung out, and then Jess was off as she had to work that night.  My friend and I spent days together, shopping, getting to know one another, driving around and just having a great time.  We went to those magnificent homes in Newport that are just so huge you have to wonder, why does ANYONE have such HUGE homes for their SUMMER home?  The water was breathtaking, watching the boats, and seeing the just as huge sailing yachts.  It was really lovely.

All too soon I did have to start heading home from RI to WI.  On the Massachusetts Turnpike I hit one of those semi-trailer tire remains we all see on the Interstates.  downloadThe darn thing was across the road like a speed bump and there was no avoiding it as there was traffic on both sides of me doing well over 70MPH!  At first I thought I’d missed the worst of it, but my friend, following behind me in her own vehicle saw smoke and quite a bit of debris come flying off.  I stopped at a rest stop but didn’t get out to inspect the damage, but merely to make sure my phone was plugged in to charge and she called me to make sure I was okay…I actually was, no shaking, I’d handled it very well and wasn’t shook up.  It wasn’t until I was about 30-50 miles down the road that I heard an odd sound and decided to stop again and check the damage.  Uh oh, I was missing a bit of the bumper and front panel and something was wedged under the front tire!  20160713_07531820160713_075311

Apparently, when you rent a car and call for help, you have to know where you are…I had to go into the rest stop to use the bathroom and find out WHERE exactly I was!  Oops!  Also, according to Enterprise, they can’t come out to help me or exchange the car there, the turnpike is a private roadway and has to have the state police and AAA tow involved.  It took over an hour to show up, fortunately I was on my SIXTH call to Enterprise and they listened to the exchange.  The tow truck driver ended up jacking up the car (my suggestion) instead of towing it (his idea) and kicking the lodged piece of something loose from where it was wedged (my suggestion) and then said I was good to go.  Enterprise, listening to this agreed and I was soon off and back on the road!

Took me an extra day to get there (and, as always Chicago is a nightmare) 20160713_152859but I  managed to get home in one piece…but only after I stopped to shop at one of the only TWO Trader Joe’s in Wisconsin!20160713_170543  I just HAD to stop, also, to stretch…and pick up necessities…yes meringues, are necessities!20160713_170750…that was one, long, lonely trip and thank goodness for the excellent Nissan I rented from Enterprise (with insurance) because it was a lovely ride, despite the accident and damage.  Also, it had bluetooth technology and I spoke to friends for hours on the phone, through the radio…how cool is that?  I mean, I love gadgets but this was really something out of Star-Trek for this backwoods-living gal!  I really enjoyed this fairly new Nissan!

I knew I was in Wisconsin (FINALLY) when I saw THIS:20160713_193622

I hadn’t realized that Pokeman had become a ‘thing’ while I was gone but all the traffic signs, even the construction ones reminded people to watch the road and mentioned the dumb game!


For a trip of over 3016 miles over the course of 10 days, I had such a LOVELY time!  Hope you enjoyed hearing about my adventures.

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LAST DAY at the conference in Washington D.C.

Well the day was wonderful as all the days were at the con.  I’d been having so much fun for an entire week, I was ready for it to end.  As you can see, I dressed for the occasion:

I was wearing my grandmother’s jewels.  I’m sure no one noticed but they were CARVED amethysts set in a graduated chain ensemble.  Reminded me of what flappers would have worn in the roaring twenties (of the 1900’s, not the 2000’s as we aren’t there YET).

I also enjoyed watching the many people accepting their awards.  It’s touching to see my fellow authors and their hard work being rewarded.  And then it was time to PARTY!

Are you amazed to find out I know how to dance?  I was thrilled to ask and be accepted by many women who I admire and enjoyed chatting with during the week and only disappointed I didn’t dance with everyone I wanted to.  Ah well, there is always next year!

My ‘vacation’ didn’t end at the con, even the morning after as we prepared to leave.  My shoes had come in the mail the previous day, FINALLY.  I only got to wear them a little bit but next year you will ‘spot’ me!

It’s a real shame I’m so shy right?

Stay tuned to my blog for the further adventures as I go from the con up the Eastern Seaboard!

Meanwhile, take a gander at my books!

DC and Conference VIII

After an exhausting day at the con we decided to go out to dinner at a steakhouse.  Apparently there was a miscommunication, a hilarious reoccurence that happens a lot with Sue Ellen and I and we ended up 17 miles away on the freeway at a Texas Steakhouse.  Annoying as that can be, it was still a wonderful meal with plenty of leftovers!Capture

We also ended up that evening taking a LAST (we hoped) trip to a Walmart to get things we felt we ‘needed.’  I got to the end of my list!  Finally!

Back to the con and other shenanigans…stay tuned for what happened on Saturday!

Meanwhile, enjoy my website and check out my books!