Celebrate the Small Things: Yom Kippur

It's another day to Celebrate the Small Things, with Viklit, over at Scribblings of an Aspiring Author .

This weekend is Yom Kippur for me. So I thought I would keep this short and post a very cool video that sums up what this holiday means for me.

I hope everyone has a chocolate filled weekend!

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Rosh Hashanah

Today is Friday. Another day to Celebrate the Small Things with VikLit, over at Scribblings of an Aspring Author.

What is Rosh Hashanah you might ask? Well, it's the Jewish New Year. It is held on the first or second day of Tishri, which on the American calendar is September. This is the time we blow the shofar, beginning ten days of self-refelction and repentance culminating to Yom Kippur.

It is also an appointed holiday by G-d, in Leviticus 23:24:

 'Tell the people of Israel, "In the seventh month, the first of the month is to be for you a day of complete rest for remembering, a holy convocation announced with the blasts on the shofar,"

What is the purpose of the shofar in this celebration?

1. It is the anniversary of G-d's creation and G-d's return to the earth. Yes. Yeshua Moshiach will be returning. When He comes the shofar will sound.

2. It is to wake us up from our spiritual slumber. It also calls us to repent and turn away from our sins.

3. It is also a reminder of when the shofar was blown on Mt. Sinai when the Torah was given. It also reminds G-d of our commitment and sincerity.

4. It also reminds us of the Prophets of old, who like the blast of the shofar called upon us to correct our ways, follow God's commandments, and act properly with others.

5. The shofar's blast reminds us of the tears shed for the destruction of the Holy Temple in Jerusalem, galvanizing us to bring Moshiach and hasten the rebuilding of the temple.

6. Since a shofar is made from a ram's horn, it reminds us of the binding of Isaac, and the ram G-d provided as a sacrifice in his place. This also symbolizes the sacrifice of Yeshua for our sins. And that we too are to self-sacrifice in order to rid ourselves of our sins.

7. It also reminds us that the shofar will be blown on the Day of Judgement when Yeshua Moshiach comes back. It nudges us to examine our deeds and contemplate how we can improve them.

8. The shofar blast also signals the return of the Jewish people when Yeshua Moshiach comes. He is our salvation.

9. When Yeshua Moshiach comes, the shofar will blast, heralding a time of universal understanding and recognition of G-d's unity.

10. It also reminds us of the primordial scream, the eternal voiceless call of the soul expressing its desire to return to its creator.

So L'Shana Tov to my Orthodox, Conservative, Reformed, and Messianic Jewish friends along with everyone else!

 Hopefully, we all can take time to self-reflect, repent, and do better this new year.

Hugs and chocolate, all!
Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Ego

I know I've posted at least once or even twice why I really write. And lately, I've been doing a lot of self-reflection and talking to God. And the word 'ego' keeps flashing at me big time. 

In the Oxford Dictionary ego means the following: A person's self-esteem or self importance, self-worth, self-respect, self-image, and self-confidence.

If I really peel back my personal layers, I find a certain amount of ego being one of  many reasons why I write. It's nice to be noticed. It's nice to read rave reviews about my talent. It's nice to be respected by those who have never attempted to do what I do. 

So yes, ego has something to do with why I write. But can this ego-thing be a destructive tool as writers? Definitely!

I see it everywhere. The EGO.  All of social media is filled with Buy My BOOk, READ MY WONDERFUL BOOK, LOVE MY WONDERFUL BOOK!

And I've also seen the peeps who begin writing their passion and then all of a sudden they turn a corner. They write something out of their moral character to gain the attention, sales, and the EGO strokes.

Killer Stilettos, which is the next book in Lila's Journey series, is sitting on my hard drive. It's somewhat of a mess. Chapter one needs to be rewritten. There are still several chapter thirty-fives without its ending sprinkled through the last part the book. These issues made me think maybe God is trying to tell me something.

So I'm working on two other ideas that have a strong moral message and might not be my best sellers. But really folks life isn't about the Almighty-Me. It's about the lives we touch with what we say, do, and write.

If there is one thing I don't ever wish to do is to sell my soul to the devil like a lot of celebraties have done for fame and fortune. And is certainly wouldn't want to lead anyone onto the path of hell.

Hope I wasn't too long winded and that I made sense. Now into my celebrations. Celebrate the Small Things is brought to you by VikLit, at Scribblings of an Aspiring Author.

Celebrating:

* feeling much better today.

* going to a nice Jewish wedding tomorrow.

* off today and tomorrow.

* Sir Poops is still here!

* going to see the grandbabies on Wednesday.

Hope everyone has a chocolate-filled weekend! Happy Shabbat!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Keeping It Short

Today, I'll keep this post short with little words. I'm still not feeling 100% and tomorrow is my last day on antibiotics. So did I get sick with a mega-sinus infection? Hope it doesn't kill me.

Nope! Not going to be a Debbie-Downer! Nope! Nope!

Here are my celebrations:

This post is one of many on behalf of VikLit's Celebrate the Small Things Bloghop. You can find her at, Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

Hope everyone has a chocolate-filled weekend! Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Stadium Scott

It's another Friday to Celebrate the Small Things.

                                   This post is part of VikLit's, blog hop. Click this link to join.

Toady is my baby brother's  birthday. So I'm celebrating it in my own little way. In six years, he'll be fifty. MwaMwaMwa-a-ha! I might be the first to reach it. But it's coming his way. SOON!

The next six years will fly like light years in space. (just letting you know, baby brother) Fifty will be knocking on his door in less than a blink of an eye. Forty came rather quickly and it left the same. As did the years between then and now.

Even though I'm reaching a geriatric state doesn't mean I've forgotten anything about my little brother. Like:

* His very first sentence. He was close to four before he began to speak in coherent sentences other than grunts and moans and pointing to various things he wanted. One night at the dinner table, he spoke, "How do you spell relief, R-O-L-A-I-D-S!" It was a miracle to say the least. And he hasn't shut up since.

* The day he decided to put Legos in his nose and he sucked back. There is still at least one stuck in his brain canal somewhere.

* How he would scream whenever saw the doctor or the barber.

*How mom made him wear a football helmet because of his head-banging tantrums.

* How neat he kept his bedroom and organized his Hot Wheels and Star Wars figures. He's very OCD unlike his sister here.

*  He sucked his thumb until he was 11. My boyfriend at the time thought it cool to drive around the block one day and tell the neighbors via a PA system. My brother met him at the door that day with his plastic ball bat.

* His first hickey. He stubbed his toe over it when I pointed it out to him.

* How he'd lick his index finger and checked to see which way the wind was blowing before stepping outside. He didn't want his perfectly parted and feathered hair blown into oblivion. He did his best to protect it, turning this way and that while he shielded it with his hands, dodging wind while he made his way to the car.

* And the time he laid on his bed crying when Mother Rose came to visit my sister. He was horrified at 11, that he would be next to receive a visit from her.

Since then, he's grown up and has made a special place for himself in a football stadium. The home of the Buccaneers. He's been a diehard fan forever. He's been to every game since 1992 (I don't understand because the team really sucks). But he has bought a pass every season despite it, every year. ***rolling my eyes***

 Picture by Tyler Bradford, my nephew.

Football has been his life. He played it in high school, coached his son's games, and has scheduled his life around every game. Seriously! Replicas of his favorite team members sit on a shrine in the form of bobble-heads in his family room. And no one touches it!

He's known as Stadium Scott. His seat is right below the pirate ship in section 147, row Y. He holds seats 17 and 18. These are his seats. No one else gets them.

My brother believes football is a great team sport. It teaches one to be a team player. If one player misses his assigned play it throws the whole game off.

One of his favorite things to do while at the games is to raz the opposition fans by making fun of their FAT CHEERLEADERS. In which he told me, didn't exist. So does that make them INVISIBLE OR IMAGINARY CHEERLEADERS? ***scratching my head***

As you can probably tell, I don't do football. Eating worms and bugs seems much more appealing to me than watching any football game. If I get the last fifteen minutes of any game, that's good enough for me. But I wanted to celebrate my brother, Stadium Scott's birthday. And if anyone visits the Tampa Bay Buccaneer games, say hi and wish him a happy birthday. Hey! Is there a game this weekend? ***shrugging****

I hope everyone has a chocolate-filled weekend. Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate, all!
Shelly









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Celebrate the Small Things: Lightning

People are being struck by lightning ... a lot! California being one of many states that has felt the wrath.

About a month and a half ago, on my way to work one morning, lightning was whipping through traffic. Yes. You read right. It was streaking through traffic as cars were driving and stopping at the traffic lights.

Before I turned down the main drag, a long electrical whip raced across the hood of my car and the woman's next to me. We both looked at each other to confirm we weren't seeing things. Mind you, I live in Florida, the lightning capital.

A week later, on a Tuesday evening, I witnessed lighting stretching out of the night sky with intention. It was as if each strike had fingers zapping the road. In all my life I've never seen lightning with a mission.

What could this mean?

Are they yet more signs from the heavens that God's not happy with the humans on planet earth? Could it be a sign that we need to get our crap together? Does he use nature to show Himself?

In, The Science of God, Gerald L. Schroeder explains it as: 'We are told that two aspects of a transcendent infinity labeled as God have been "condensed" and projected into our spatially and temporally finite universe. One is revelation, written in words, that we call the Bible. The other reveals itself in the wonders of nature and the laws by which nature functions'.

He also quotes Exodus 14:21, where God used wind that blew all night to split the Sea of Reeds. The sea Moses led the people of Israel through. This of course is only one of many instances where God uses nature.

And with God anything is possible. But I'm still wondering if He is trying to get our attention through nature. Here's a video to think about before I Celebrate the Small Things:

What do y'll think? Ooky-Spooky, eh?

Now for my celebrations on behalf of VikLit, at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author .

* No-No and Ya'akov are staying safe. HAMAS shot fifty rockets on Wednesday. Only one landed near Tel Aviv, exploding on a main highway. Thank God it was in the middle of the night. No one was hurt.

* Sunday, I get to pick up the Glowstick for a sleepover and a shopping day. YAY!

* This week, instead of getting majorly depressed and giving up on the Killer Stilettos dilemma, I worked on another project and have come quite far with it.

* Hubby's cancer scans came back clean again. YAY!

* And I've dried quite  a few herbs from my garden this week, collected five more tomatoes, and six peppers.

Hope everyone has a chocolate filled weekend. Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Strange Trumpet Sounds: Is God Warning Us?

Before I celebrate, I thought I'd share something with y'll that I found when researching for a writing project that I'm working on.

Warning: It is a little strange and has to do with an atmospheric noise that people heard all around the world from 2011 to 2012. It sounds a lot like a shofar.

In the Torah, the shofar was used to warn the people.  Seven different angels, in Revelation 8, are given and blow a shofar prior to opening the specific seals assigned to them to release whatever judgement they are to pour out onto planet earth.
 
So is God trying to get our attention about something? Possibly. The entire world is in crisis .right now.

"There will be no more delay; on the contrary, in the days of the sound from the seventh angel when he sounds his shofar, the hidden plan of God will be brought to completion, the Good News as he proclaimed it to his servants the prophets." Revelations 10:6b-7 (The Complete Jewish Bible)

Of course, there is a scientific explanation for this. When there is a great number of natural disasters and strange weather patterns, it causes an atmospheric noise. But then, the Big Bang theory is parallel to the Creation Story. It was a lot of energy the first few days. A good book to read on this is, The Science of God, by Gerald L. Schroeder.

I believe God can use whatever He wants to speak to us. Genesis 1: 14 God said, "Let there be lights in the dome of the sky to divide the day from the night, let them be for signs, seasons, days, and years...et al. (The Complete Jewish Bible)

So here are three video clips of what I'm talking about.

This one was heard at a Ray's game. The sportscasters were bothered by it.

The next one is a clip made from news reports and people around the world hearing the same eerie noise.

This next one gives Biblical theory coupled with scientific explanations. The narrator also sounds off a shofar so you can here what it actually sounds like.

All three gave me chills. How about you?

Now for my celebration this week:

*No-No and Ya'akov, my daughter and son-in-law are staying safe. They both work in Tel Aviv and live in Bene Ayish, right between Ashkelon and Ashdod.

*The rest of my family is doing great. Sir Poops is still hanging out and is back in diapers. He's visited the Great White Watery Abyss of Torture a few times this week.

*And little by little, I've been getting back on track with my writing. Although, I've a got a really  strange problem with my MS. I had several chapter 35's with no ending. And today, I discovered more of the same chapter sprinkled through the last 10. Me eye-brains are crossing on this one.

*Also, we're still eating yummies from the garden.

This was posted on behalf of Viklit at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author .

Hope everyone has a chocolate-filled weekend. Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate,
Shelly

PS My friend Emily McKeon wrote a book on domestic violence. She's looking for help to get the word out. GO HERE

Celebrate the Small Things: Make the World Stop!

Ever feel like you just wanted to stop the world and just get off the ride it's spinning you around on? I do. And I did.

I needed a break from the Israeli/Gaza conflict, the ISIS issue, the Ebola crisis, and America's border problems. There are so many things going on. All so interconnected. And all a danger to us.

So I went to my younger daughter's house and spent time with her and my new grandson this week.

No matter what evil is thrown at us, there is always something to celebrate.

This post was brought to you by VikLit, over at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

Hope everyone has something good to celebrate despite what's happening on planet earth. Just know God is watching and is in control.

Have a happy weekend and a happy Shabbats, if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate, all!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

Today, I'm so not celebrating the internet. Once again, I've got issues with my computer. Pop-ups are everywhere. Singing ones. Blinking ones. Flashing ones. So this evening I need to play around and figure out what is going on. My malware and blockers aren't working.

Anyway...

I do celebrate what writing I got in this week. Thirty and forty-five minute intervals everyday. 

My daughter, No-No and her hubby, Ya'akov and his family are staying safe in Israel.

That the United Nations finally understood Israel's right to defend themselves. 

And my three day stay-cation this past weekend with my grandson, Glowstick.

That's it for me.

This post was brought to you on behalf of VikLit, at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

Have a happy weekend and a happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things: Bombs!

This week I've been greatly distracted. I'm thankful for the writing time I've had this week. Almost every quiet moment I've had, has been spent in prayer. 

Tuesday, while I was working on a scene in Killer Atilettos, thunder boomers and lightning surrounded my neighborhood. While I was experiencing this my daughter, No-No and her husband, Ya'akov, we're running to their safe room, while sirens were sounded and rockets were being fired into Israel.

They live in Bene A'yish. It's tucked between Tel Aviv and Jerusalem.

Yesterday morning, No-No watched eight rockets shoot over her neighborhood. The Iron Dome intercepted each one.

So today, I celebrate my daughter and son-in-laws safety. I also celebrate that God is with them and all of Israel and all the innocent, this includes the Palestinians. They are Hamas's puppets.

This post was brought to you by VikLit, at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

Thank You, Lord of Hosts! I thank you that You are Israel's Protector and Fortress! I thank You that you are their Deliverer and that You are an Almighty God!

Hugs and chocolate, all!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

It's another Friday to Celebrate the Small Things with VikLit, over at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

First, Happy Fourth! I celebrate our freedom to speech, thought, expression, and the written word.

Secondly, I want to thank everyone who visited my Monday post who left kind words. Many apologies though, I haven't had time to comment or visit anyone the last few days.

It looks as if Sir Poops will be spending his fourth in front of the sliding door, taking in the sights and sounds. While he's never enjoyed being outdoors, he loves to watch it all through a window. He hates the feel of any grass and doesn't care much for hot pavement.

Sweetman and I will make sure he gets what he loves before he leaves us. But not chocolate. Hopefully, God will give him a bowl full when he gets to heaven. I'm pretty sure it won't be poisonous to fur-peeps in heaven.

Have a lovely Fourth with your families, friends, and pets. Take time to rest, too. 

Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate,

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

Wow! It's the first Friday in June already. Zoom-a-zoom-zoom. Time keeps ticking by. And it's another week to celebrate with VikLit, over at, Scribblings of an Aspiring Author .

I'm celebrating sweet potatoes today. There are 5 slips to plant. Pretty soon I'll stick them in my Smart Pot-an aeration pot. The air prunes the roots as they grow. A 120 days from planting, they should be ready for eating.

Last night, I made a stew with the majority of the squash and zucchini from my garden. There's enough in my freezer for several meals. It's a good thing to celebrate food and the One who allows us to have it.

So I'd also like to celebrate God's kindness, His patience, and His friendship. I'm thankful for His Word. It really is life to my body, soul, and spirit.

From sunset Wednesday to sunset Thursday, this week, it was Shavuot. It's the Jewish celebration when God gave Moses the Torah, and the Children of Israel agreed to follow it. It signifies a marriage covenant. 

Why didn't I understand this stuff 30 years ago? Life would've been so much easier. Oy vey! Anyway...

Have a happy weekend. And happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

It is the last Friday in May to Celebrate the Small Things with VikLit, at Scribblings of an Aspiring Author .

So this week I celebrate:

1. The Sweetman is home. Yay! But he must forge ahead to learn a new way of eating to prevent kidney stones and now to keep his blood sugar level.

I believe he can do it! I'm here to help him.

And thank you everyone for your prayers, positive thoughts, and well wishes. God is good and very real. 

2. Two Sundays ago, I spent a couple of hours at a water park with my grandson. He's getting so big.

3. My garden is doing great even though I've had to hand pollinate my squash and zucchini. I've even lost some.

We ate these for dinner the other night. The Swiss Chard has been mega plenty everyday. I've been using it in my daily smoothie.

One tomato plant died from some black fungus. But my other one survived and is lush and green. It's sprouting flowers.

My green pepper plant is doing outstanding. And I have jalapeños coming out the wazoo.

4. My crit partner got her computer back. Yay!

5. This week, I actually got 3 whole hours of writing time in on Killer Stilettos. Slowly but surely. Right?

6. I will also be participating in The Write Club. Click on the link to find out more.

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate, all!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

As I write this post, I'm sitting and waiting for my Sweetman's doctor to come into his hospital room. He's supposed to have surgery. But no one seems to know when.

Forty-eight hours ago I thought he was going to die. I'm sure he thought so, too. 

The ER doctor found a 7 milameter stone obstructing his left kidney. That little sucker has caused a lot of drama for us.

I'm thankful that once that creepy little thing is out of my hubby, we can go home. I'm so thankful that Sweetman isn't going to die. I'm thankful for my hubby. I love him sooo much.

This was brought to you today by VikLit, over at, Scribblings of an Aspiring Author.

Have a happy weekend! Happy Shabbats, if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

It's another Friday to celebrate with VikLit, at Scribbles of an Aspiring Author .

Here are my small things to celebrate:

I've got a squash or two growing.

And a zuchinni or two.

We're already eating the Swiss Chard. I used some in a soup on Tuesday and sautéed some on Thursday with onions and sweet potatoes. It went well with fried eggs.

But my poor tomatoes have signs of early blight. And since it rained..,well it seems to be spreading. I may have to pull them up and bleach my pots...and try again. Oh well...

As for Killer Stilettos, I've rewritten four more chapters and got another idea for another novel. I must be crazy.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a lovely weekend. Happy Shabbats if you practice!

I'm hoping to read blogs today and Saturday. The week has been too insane to keep up with all the blogs I follow! Apologies, everyone!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrating the Small Things and an A to Z Reflection

While participating in the April A to Z Blog Challenge, I got hit with off the wall things. I almost felt like some unseen force was bucking me from completing the challenge.

The first couple weeks went well. I had pre-written  posts for A through H. And then...my computer, Google Chrome, and whatever other cyber-mites there possibly are became a problem. But I prevailed, and I'm hoping that this reflection can give anyone hope that they can accomplish anything no matter what is thrown their way.

If there is a WILL, there is always a way. I finished it, even though I had to piggy-back four days together since I had to prepare for an endoscopy and colonoscopy. This leads to my Celebrate the Small Things post, put on by, VikLit over at Scibbles by an Inspiring Author .

1: The biopsy of my stomach came back as Acid Reflux disease. So I will be cutting out things like Starbucks, black tea, etc.

2: Unfortunately, my colon is twisted and spastic from stress, which last year I had a lot of ( hubby's cancer, daughter's drug problem, the State, and caring for my grandson). So I will have to learn how to de-stress and tweak my diet once again like add phsyllium, flax, chia seeds, and pro and prebiotics into my diet. I find this funny because I stay away from fast and processed foods. I've eaten healthy since I was diagnosed with Hashaimotos 16 years ago.

Anyway, I celebrate that God let's me wake up every morning. And that I'm not going to die. And that there is always a path toward healing the body and the soul.

3: My garden is beginning to bloom and the Swiss Chard will be ready soon. The squash are flowering. My tomatoes are growing suckers. But my poor peppers are lagging behind.  But it's all good. 

4: I've tweaked and expanded more of Killer Stilettos. My focus has returned!

I hope everyone has a lovely weekend. Happy Morher's Day to all the Mommies! And Happy Shabbats if you practice!

And here's a special smile from a very special fur-peep.

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

Celebrate the Small Things

It's another Friday and time for VikLit's Celebrate the Small Things.

Instead of celebrating, I'm grieving over the fires in California, the 79 twisters that swepted through the United States, the roads that caved in in Maryland, and the terrestrial rains that severely flooded our southern states. God have mercy!

In the right corner of my blog you'll find a banner for the Red Cross. Please donate something. 

I also know that the Region's Banks are taking food, water, and other necessities for the twister victims. 

Please let God search your hearts as what you can do to help our fellow Americans. This could be you or me one day. We could wake up one morning and find we've lost our loved ones, our homes, and everything we've ever worked for.

Hugs and chocolate, all! Happy Shabbats  if you practice!

Shelly

PS I'm working from my iPhone. My internet at home is down. It rained hard this morning with more to come.

April A to Z: The Letters 'V' and 'W' and Celebrate the Small Things

Happy Friday, everyone!

First, I'll Celebrate the Small Things with VikLit over at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

So here I go.

1. I rewrote three more chapters to Killer Stilettos.

2. My squash and zucchini babies have taken off since I fertilized them with fish emulsion.

3. I finally transplanted my tomatoes, peppers, and kale. My garden to date is doing great.

Okay then. On with the Arlee Bird's April A to Z Blog Challenge.

This year I decided to post pictures of what you will find in the next book to Lila's Journey Series, Killer Stilettos.

The one with the most correct answers will win a copy of Secondhand Shoes or one for their Kindle.

This picture is for the letter 'V'.  The clue: he's a character in Killer Stilettos and was in Secondhand Shoes.

But 'W' got me so I posted an eighties music video. Everyone Wangchung tonight!

Have a great day and a fun weekend! And Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!

Shelly

April A to Z: The Letters 'P' and 'Q' and Celebrate the Small Things

Happy Friday, all! It's another day to celebrate Arlee Bird's April A to Z Blog Challenge.

It's also another Friday to Celebrate with VikLit over at Scribblings of an Inspiring Author.

So I'll start with my celebrations.

1. We had a baby shower for my youngest daughter. I forgot to mention it last week.

2. My tomato, pepper, and kale babies are coming along nicely. I'll transplant them next week.

3. I have some lovely lavender growing.

4. Even though my cucumbers were overcome by white mildew, my squash and zuchinni are still going. Although, I had to snip some leaves off my babies this morning.

April is the month for major rains in Florida. When I woke up this morning, some of those babies had brown wet spots. So I pruned off those leaves. Not too mention, we've had temps in the 40s and 50s here the last couple of days. Squash and zucchini like heat to grow.

If these don't survive, I'll just replant. 

5. I'm thankful I finally fixed some of my computer problems. But it left me with little time to write. Thursday morning I actually got an hour in.

And now for the blog challenge. If you've been keeping up with me, I've been posting pictures hinting at what is to come in the next book to the Lila's Journey Series, Killer Stilettos.

The one with the most correct answers wins a copy of Secondhand Shoes or one for their Kindle.

Okay then. P is for what?

And since I couldn't find anything for 'Q', I give you another eighties band. Depeche Mode. I know its the letter 'D'. But I did find their music video on Question of Time.

This concludes my Friday post. Have a great weekend, all. And Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly

April A to Z: Letters J and K and Celebrate the Small Things

Happy Friday, everyone. To date, I'm having issues yet again to stay connected to the internet. And when I finally get to Blogger, it crashes on me. So I'm writing right this minute from my iPhone.

I'm hoping I can get on the computer to download my clues for Arlee Bird's April A to Z Blog Challenge.

This year I planned to give picture clues as to what the next book would be about for the Lila's Journey series, Killer Stilettos.

The person with the most correct answers will receive either a copy of Secondhand Shoes or one for their Kindle.

But before I give any clues and while I wait for my computer to Refresh, I'll begin with VikLit's Celebrate the Small Things.

1: I'm pushing through the A to Z Blog Challenge, despite my computer, Blogger  being a Blooger, and Google Chrome crashing on me.

2: I've hand written changes to chapters 41, 42, 43, and 44 to Killer Stilettos this week.

3: I'm thankful for my one and only critique partner, Emily McKeon. I found her on CP. Originally, I had found 2. But the other peep fell off the bandwagon after I read through 2 of her manuscripts.

4: I've transplanted my squash, zucchini, and cucumbers. I need to get some more boxes before I plant my kale, tomatoes, and peppers.

And:

Two boxes of goodness coming.

Well, I'm still waiting for my PC to do its thing so I'm searching around my house for the next 2 clues. Which by the way, I'm posting K for today and J for tomorrow.

This is your K clue. And no. The answer is not a knife.

I'm still searching for your J clue.

Okay. What is the name of Lila's true love? Or so she believed in Secondhand Shoes.

This wraps up this weeks blog challenge. I'm hoping to get to as many blogs this weekend. 

Have a happy weekend and Happy Shabbats if you practice!

Hugs and chocolate, all!

Shelly