So last night I got a phone call from one of my brothers. Here’s how it went.
Him: “Cindy (his wife) wants to know if you have anymore porn–I mean romance novels she could buy?”
Me: “No, just that one for now. Has she read my book yet?”
Him: “I think so, here I’ll let you talk to her.”
Cindy: “Hey. You are a dirty girl.”
Me: “Thank you. Did you read it?”
Cindy: “Yeah, it was good. You’re a dirty girl.”
Me: “You didn’t let my brother read it did you?”
Cindy: “Umm, he read a few parts.”
Me: “Oh. What did he think?”
Cindy: “He’s a little upset with you. He says you have talent, but you write too many love scenes.”
I’m not really sure why I felt the need to blog this, but it really amused me last night. Probably because I don’t really like to imagine my brother reading the sex scenes in my book! Of course he does have this friend, and if the friend were to read it, then that wouldn’t be so bad…. hee hee! 
So Lacy and I took the kids to the Seattle Science Center today. Good times. Emma has a cold now though. I feel bad, I hope she didn’t give it to Lacy’s kids. I didn’t realize it until we got home and she got really fussy, and green crap started oozing from the nostrils.
Well, I’ve been realizing I don’t get as much traffic to my blog on weekends. So I won’t put up the real crazy photos yet. Although this one is kind of fun. Hee hee. Supposedly this was from an Ebay auction. You gotta look at it real closely. 
