Patience is a Virtue

Cindy Romero April 28, 2024

“The capacity of calm endurance or having tolerance of something or someone over a period of time.” That’s the definition of patience from my American Heritage Dictionary. Not everyone is blessed with this amazing gift, but I believe I am.

This month our patience was being tested. For instance: waiting for the Solar Eclipse, for my flowers to bloom, the rain to stop, and finding the perfect weeks to pick to go camping. And on a more serious note: waiting for the Government to let us know if the hubs is entitled to a pension from forty years ago, and last but not least, working on the next book that needs to be finished on our end by mid-May so it can go to the publisher. That’s a lot of patience. Though not easy to endure, it is necessary.

We are super busy, as usual. SKIP THOMAS’ BIRTHDAY is coming along as planned. Norbert is drawing his heart out with the illustrations, and I have to say, they are beautiful. I can’t wait for you all to see the next book. My part is revisions, editing, and writing a press release and flyer. Tuco’s role is to be patient with both his humans as he can’t figure out whether he should be upstairs with mom or downstairs with dad. At lunchtime, we all meet in the middle and then take off to the park.

I am excited to be back on my porch again to find my voice and write the next chapters of my stories. Tuco accompanies me and we listen to the birds sing. He waits for the mail truck to come by with anticipation, hoping this is the day his BARK BOX arrives. I hear the train’s whistle and the railcars squeal on the tracks as they slowly chug along the hillside. Soon, the hummingbirds will be back to claim their Airbnb and I can’t wait to welcome them back.

Next week we will be attending a pet adoption called Bark In The Park at the England Acres Park, 880 North 400 East, Tooele, Utah. That will be Saturday May 4th, 2024 from 10:00 am - 2:00 pm. Come check it out if you can. This will be fun for us, selling books and seeing dogs. Maybe we’ll even find a suitable pal for Tuco, you never know.

We will also be attending an author/illustrator event at the Copper Canyon Elementary School in Toole, Utah on May 15th. We are looking forward to seeing the kids before school lets out for the summer.

So that’s it for this month. I hope you all are enjoying your Spring and I can’t wait to let you know when the next book will arrive.

Until next time, smell the flowers and be safe. God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

This was from the news channel, we didn’t get to see a full eclipse.

A Month of Changes

Cindy Romero April 2, 2024

The saying goes, “March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb.” Well, it began that way and by the time Spring got here it was definitely “a lamb.” The flowers were blooming, the birds were singing, and the grass needed cutting. But what happened after the 19th was unacceptable. That pesky “lion” came back roaring with winds, rain, and graupel. That word “graupel” I found out means half hail and half snowflakes, which we most certainly had a lot of! If you live in Utah, you can expect this kind of behavior every year and you will get used to it.

Last year I took an editing class to help me write our children’s stories. This year I earned my publishing certificate from the IAP Career College. I wish I had started this career years ago, but who knew I would be writing books for children? Not I. I currently have a wonderful publisher who understands my search for knowledge. She supports our efforts and helps me move forward with our business. I have a long way to go, but it’s nice to have a friend to teach me the ropes. In the meantime, Katie Mullaly with Surrogate Press is still my amazing publisher.

There is a new bookstore in town! We are so happy to have them carry our books and look forward to their Grand Opening on April 6th. The First Edition Bookstore is in the Marketplace at 140 E. 200 S., Tooele, Utah. They will have a variety of new and used books for all ages. We are so excited for them and wish them luck with their new business.

Since I am late in posting this blog, I am going to end here. Until next time, God bless and be happy!

Skip’s mom, Cb

Sneak peak of a picture in our new book coming soon!

Read Across America

Cindy Romero February 28, 2024

Tuco went to school this month to help kick off Read Across America. We were so proud of him for interacting with the students at St. Olaf Catholic School in Bountiful, Utah. He got them to ask questions about him and Skip Thomas, the writing process of our books, and how the illustrator comes up with ideas for the pictures.

We were so happy to be a part of this wonderful program. Mrs. Cowan, a third and fourth grade teacher, had invited us to share our story with the children. Each year they select writers for this event to speak about their books, their faith, and their inspirations. We went one step futher by having Tim, the illustrator of Skip Thomas Adventures, and Tuco, our newest rescue, there to show just how the whole book process comes together.

Principal McFall showed great support for us as well. He oversaw our slide show on the big screens. That was a tremendous relief for me when explaining the process for I was nervous about what I was going to say. Mrs. Cowan was a big relief also, as she went through the audience choosing students who raised their hands to ask questions. Tuco was given a chance to show some love to the students at the end of the presentation. One by one the kids got to say hello and give him pets. We were so proud of him being on his best behavior as he had never been around so many children at one time before. He was a champ.

We love this school. Tim and I are both Catholic and we felt right at home there. We had met Father Andrew two weeks prior to this event when we went to check out the school and the church. We wanted to see where it was located and just how long it would take us to get there so we wouldn’t be late for our allotted time. Tuco was with us, too. Father Andrew was wondering who these people were when he saw us. Why are they walking around the school grounds with a dog and looking in windows? When we told him who we were, he graciously walked us around the grounds and let us in the school to see where we would be giving our presentation. He was so nice to us. Eveyone we met there was so kind and friendly. And I have to say, all the students were very polite and well behaved. :)

Even though Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday shared the same day this year, we got to pay homage to both. So, the month of February, the month of love as I like to call it, ended on a positive note. The weather cooperated, we were happy and healthy, we got our story out to more people, and Tuco was a good boy. Can’t wait to see what March brings us!

Til next time: Keep reading, keep learning, and always look for the good in others. God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Mrs. Cowan’s 4th grade class with us and Father Andrew

Giggles & Smiles

Cindy Romero January 25, 2024

Happy New Year! I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to a better year. As some of you may have heard, I had foot surgery last March that kicked by butt and had me down for the rest of the year. But no more! Goodbye 2023, I’m moving on!

January started out with mild temperatures and then just a hint of snow here in my neck of the woods, meaning about six inches. Tuco got to wear his winter jacket and he was ok with that, for he loves to eat snow. As we near the end of the month, we are super excited for warmer weather in the forty degree range. Rain, you are welcome, but snow you have to go. Though if you live in Utah, you know this could just be a teaser.

I’m going to jump right in and let you know what we are up to.

The annual book fair at the Excelsior Academy in Erda, Utah started our year out with a bang. We were so grateful they invited us back to join in the fun. It gave us a fresh start and a positive outlook to get back in the saddle, so to speak.

What we love about this school is that the kids and parents love it. One can also tell that the faculty love what they do, it really shows. The students are treated with respect and encouraged to learn, and they get rewarded for their efforts.

We were there with other authors, the Tooele City Library, and a publisher last week to show off our books and meet the children. The theme this year was Dr. Seuss, featuring THING 1 & THING 2. There were lots of giggles and smiles; some were shy and some were not afraid to talk with us. It was a great feeling to watch the little ones run up to our table, pick up a book, and start reading. The fact that parents were there to help them pick out books was a great incentive. I’m proud of our educational system for emphasizing the importance of reading.

The Scholastic Book area had an array of books for all ages. (I know, I bought some!) I started being a bookaholic at a young age. To this day I can’t walk by a bookstore, book fair, or a “meet & greet” author event without looking at or buying books. I find that holding a book in my hands and smelling the pages brings me great pleasure. And now, I write children’s books!

Next month we will be at the St. Olaf Catholic School in Bountiful, Utah to kick off National Read Across America Week. Tim and I will be one of the author/ illustrator “meet & greet” duos to share our story with the students. And Tuco will be with us to meet the kids as well! I know he is going to love this.

This is a short news letter this month, but as things get going, I’ll have more to share soon. We are planning our summer trips and events right now which is always exciting to go to new places and meet new people.

Until next time, keep reading everyone. Enjoy where a book can take you, teach you, or entertain you. God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

The giggles and smiles of Boston enjoying one of our books. (Please correct me if I got your name wrong, apologies.)

Tooele City Library supporting the school - Chase Randall - Library Director

Smiles from Addie! :) (Apologies if I got your name wrong, please correct me.)

Holli Anderson, author of the FIVE series and publisher.

The family that reads together….I love this.

Anastasia used to be our neighbor! It was great seeing her and her mom.

Young entrepreneur Tyson supporting King Kids and Sheree Elaine’s chapter books. (his mom)

Jason King - publisher - representing his and clients books

Checking out the Halloween book. ( Send me your name if you see this, sorry I didn’t have it.)

More smiles, not afraid to pick up a book and read. :) (Send me your name if you see this, sorry I didn’t have it.)

Advent

Cindy Romero December 28, 2023

What does it mean? Advent, from the Latin adventus, means to come. The Catholic Advent Wreath represents the four Sundays leading up to Christmas with three purple and one rose-colored candles. The first Sunday a purple candle is lit for hope. The following week, also purple, is lit for peace. The third week we light the rose candle for joy. And the final purple candle and fourth week is for love. This is a season of preparation and meditation that leads our hearts and minds to the Christ child.

Just like Advent, we all prepare for the festivities of the holiday in different ways. We decorate our homes outside by stringing lights on the eaves and hanging a wreath on the front door, maybe even a blow-up Santa in the yard. We bring a tree inside to decorate with lights and ornaments, then drape garland along the staircase. The cards received are taped to the big mirror over the fireplace and the mantel glows with lights and snowmen. The kitchen cupboards are adorned with wide red ribbon and bows to look like packages. Above the cupboards the star-burst lights give a warm glow. Nativities are placed in every room. Even Tuco has his picture with Santa displayed for all to see.

We make new traditions, or keep the old that were handed down to us from past generations. I’m that way. I love the old traditions and the memories of the past, the memories of family and friends that are no longer with us. But there’s always new memories being made each year. With new friends and additions to the family, how can there not be?

I stay busy all month long. I bake bread and make Christmas cookies for our family and neighbors nearby. It’s our way to show you we care and say we’re thinking of you. No need to reciprocate, it’s just what we do, try to spred some cheer and bring happiness to others that may not be as fortunate as us.

The Christmas meal was planned a month ago, as it will only be the three of us. But if unexpected friends or family show up that’s ok, because we always have enough.

The other day the hubs and I were saying, wouldn’t it be nice if we had a bigger house so we could entertain on the holidays? I wish we had a dining room with a table for ten. I wish I had a big kitchen to cook in or a spare bedroom for a guest to stay over. But we don’t. Our home is small, but it’s warm and filled with love. We don’t have a dining room, but we make room to share a meal and all are welcome to join us. We don’t have space for a Christmas tree, but we sure do decorate all the rooms we have. We are blessed and very grateful for all we have. And we love our home.

Finding that perfect gift for someone that has everything can be exhausting, not to mention expensive these days. So, what do you do? And when you find it, how do you hide it? We said we weren’t exchanging gifts this year but when the hubs surprised me with a very old and rare book that I was looking for, I couldn’t help but cry tears of happiness. He is amazing that man of mine.

As the month comes to an end and we’re all exhausted from the hustle of the season, let’s think again when asked, “What do you want for Christmas?” It’s not about us. It’s not our birthday, it’s Jesus’ birthday. What can we give to Jesus? How about our hearts, our love, and our lives. The best gift we can receive is the gift of Jesus.

I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

The rare hundred year old book the hubs found for me!

Merry Christmas from our family to yours!

Enjoying Fall

Cindy Romero November 26, 2023

I love the Fall and everything about it: football, raking leaves, warm hoodies, spiced apple cider, purple & orange skies, a fire burning in the fireplace, and my favorite, Thanksgiving.

We now have another special day to celebrate in November, Tuco’s birthday! He really didn’t know it was his birthday on the 22nd, but this year he turned two. Thanksgiving landed on the 23rd, so he got to open presents and pig-out for two days in a row. Most of his presents didn’t last long though. He thinks all his toys are edible. He’s such a beast!

My warmest memories of Thanksgiving growing up are those at my grandparents’ house in New Jersey. All my aunts, uncles, and cousins would be there. They would wait for me to come home from cheerleading at the highschool football game before sitting down to eat. I remember feeling all dressed up with the big orange corsage we girls were given to wear on our uniforms for this special game day. And when I was finally old enough to sit at the grown up table with the adults, that was pretty awesome, too. My grandpop made the best mashed potatoes I’ve ever eaten. I can still taste them to this day, yet I have no idea how he made them. And grandmom made the best pies. Yum! In the evening, my family was big on playing card games. The adults played poker and the cousins played canasta. Ah, the good ‘ol days.

I had my whole Thanksgiving agenda planned for a month. I had been to the store early and bought everything I needed for a big feast. The week before turkey day, I started to thaw out the bird. On Monday, I made my pies; apple pear and of course the traditional pumpkin. Tuesday I made my side dishes; the stuffing, vegetables, and mashed potatoes. Wednesday, I made my homemade rolls and what my grandmom always made for us kids, Rice Krispie Treats. That left the big day for roasting the turkey, making gravy, and warming up what I made the days before. That’s a lot of work for one gal! Whew!

For us, we don’t mind being alone on the holidays. My husband gets to rest from his busy hectic work weeks and stay off the unsafe crowded highways. It’s a day for us to spend together whether it’s watching the famous Macy’s Day Parade, watching the Packers play football, playing with Tuco, or eating dinner whenever we want. No timeline here.

The hubs and I always say we wish we had a big farmhouse with a big kitchen and a big dining room with a fireplace to have friends and family over to share a holiday meal. It would be fun to laugh and tell stories of bygone times, maybe start some new traditions. But we don’t. Our house is small. We don’t even have a dining room. But it’s cozy and filled with love and lots of memories. Family and friends are always welcome here.

I have some framed pictures in my small red room, I call it my Colonial room, of family that did get to spend Thanksgiving with us throughout the years. There aren’t many, but they all mean the world to us.

One year, my cousin Shiela and her family came from Mississippi to spend a week here in Utah. When I look at that picture, I can’t believe how little her boys were. Now, one is attending Princeton University in New Jersey and the older one just got out of the US Air Force. It doesn’t seem possible.

After my Uncle Ricky passed away, we had my Aunt Peggy from Cedar City, Utah come and spend a week with us for Thanksgiving. That was such a special time with her. She is the only one on my side of the family that lives the closest to us, and that is five hours away. The rest are all on the East Coast.

It doesn’t need to be Thanksgiving to give thanks for what we have. I am grateful everyday for the blessings the Lord has given us. We should all be kind and generous with our good fortunes all year long.

If you’re lucky to have dinner at our home, we will put together our wooden table that’s stored in the shed and bring out the wooden bench and chairs that match. We’ll spread the holiday tablecloth and set out our best chipped plates and my mom’s sterling silverware that only get used for special occasions. Along with our Pier One stemware and bottles of wine, flowers and candles will adorn the center. One thing I can guarantee is that you will have a great meal with good friends, lots of laughs, and new shared memories.

Looking back through the years that my husband and I have been together, we’ve been fortunate to have some of our families here around the dinner table with us. The pictures we took back then bring so many happy and precious memories, ones that ask, “Remember when?” Our hope is that we can make everyone who comes to our home feel welcomed, comfortable, and loved. And we wish you all cherished memories of your own.

Until next time:

God bless, stay safe, and be thankful.

Skip’s mom, Cb

A Festival, an Eclipse, & a Fundraiser

Cindy Romero October 28, 2023

What a fun month we had! I told you last time we were getting ready for some exciting times, and it didn’t disappoint.

We started with the Utah Honey Harvest Festival in Grantsville, Utah. It was a great weekend of events. There were lots of honey harvesters, entertainment, vendors of all kinds, and lots of people.

This was a two-day event. We got to set up the tent and tables the night before, which was awesome. That saved us a lot of time the next day to set out our displays. The festival started at noon on Friday and 10 a.m. on Saturday. The days were long, lasting until 6 p.m. with the sun setting, thus leaving us tired at the end of the day. But this is what we like to do.

We met so many nice people and became friends with some of the other vendors. We all know the ups and downs of running a craft booth and all the hard work that goes into it.

The entertainment was great! There were a few fiddlin’ bands; some were family, some weren’t, but they all made you get up on your feet and want to dance. I loved it! It was a very happy time. And with all the fall colors and warm weather, it couldn’t have been more perfect.

We got to see the October 14th solar eclipse, too. It wasn’t a perfectly clear sky, but we did get to take in the beautiful site as promised by the meteorologists all week long. We felt blessed to be able to experience this not-so-often phenomena. The next total solor eclipse in the US is expected on April 8, 2024, though not necessarily to be seen in Utah. After that, not until August 23, 2044! We were very fortunate.

The following weekend was the Best Friends Strut Your Mutt Fundraiser in Liberty Park, Utah. We arrived, as they told us to do, at 6 a.m.. It was dark and freezing. We waited with one other person until someone showed up to show us to our spots. Most of the other vendors and volunteers showed up around 8:30 - 9:00 a.m.. The sun eventually climbed up over the mountains and it did get warm. All in all, we did get a great parking spot very close to our tent.

This was a special event for us, for as you all know we are dog lovers. Fox13 News channel showed up to cover the event. There were lots of people and dogs there to “strut” the parade, enter the Halloween costume contest, listen to another great band, and donate to the charity. For us, it wasn’t about making money, it was about supporting the cause and all the homeless animals. There were adoptions going on and I think the ones there all got forever loving homes that day. We were told this may be the last one of the Strut Your Mutt events, so we felt very lucky to have been a part of such an amazing organization. We met so many great people that we know we will stay friends with for a long time to come.

In this past week, we’ve had some warmer that usual days. It was perfect for getting my flower beds ready for winter. They are all done and I feel good about that. We got the motorhome all winterized inside and that feels good, too, for the temperature is supposed to drop in the 30’s (as of this writing, it has) and who wants to be outside doing these kinds of things? Not me!

One more event coming in three days, Halloween! Another favorite of ours. Daylight savings time is heading around the corner, too. I guess it’s time to snug up and get back on track for our next book, Skip Thomas’ Birthday, coming out next year.

Until next time: stay warm and safe, and God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

The best image we could get of the solar eclipse.

The registation booths at the Strut Your Mutt event.

Change of Season

Cindy Romero September 28, 2023

The vivid sunset is inviting me to take one last look, the final good-bye til next summer. Miss Summer is going, going, gone.

Her sister, Miss Fall, has made her appearance. The days are getting shorter, the mornings a bit cooler, and the leaves are turning colors. I love fall: warm days, cool nights, swirling leaves floating from trees. And pumpkins! Lots of pumpkins. She is showing us a big harvest full moon this week, too. What an entrance!

My hummingbirds have taken flight to a warmer climate. I call them “my hummingbirds” for I anticipate their arrival each summer like a mother expecting her new born. I nurture them. I feed them. I talk to them. I photograph them. Their feeders hang full and abandoned now. I already miss them, and it’s only been a week since the start of the new season. I wish them safe travels and can’t wait to see them again next year.

We took a trip to the mountains last week to relax and rejuvenate. The busy holiday season will be upon us before we know it. Our little Tuco is such a good traveler. He loves camping and exploring as much as we do. He went trail riding, fishing, hiking, and even had a buddy to play with this time. He does have one thing he needs to work on though, sharing. He gets a bit selfish with his toys and treats, and gets a little jealous if we give our attention to other dogs. He has things to learn yet, after all, he’s still a baby.

We are getting ready for some fall book sale events next month. The first one coming up is the Utah Honey Harvest Festival in Grantsville, Utah. Friday October 13th from 12 PM - 6 PM. Then Saturday the 14th from 10 AM - 6 PM. Check out Clark Historic Farm Utah Honey Harvest Festival for more information.

The second event is Strut Your Mutt on Saturday October 21st from 10 AM - 2 PM in Liberty Park, Salt Lake City, Utah. For more information check out the event at Best Friends Animal Society.

That’s it for this month. Hope you had a wonderful summer and look forward to a gorgeous fall season. Til next time.

God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Tuco’s mom & pop at Ferron Canyon Overlook with Millsite Reservoir in distance.

Nature Shots

Cindy Romero August 31, 2023

As the month comes to an end, I’m reminded of just how quickly time flies. Summer will soon be over, but until then I want to enjoy the cool morning walks with Tuco. We love getting up at the crack of dawn, it’s more of a necessity for him though, not me.

Our morning rituals start out with a spray of bug repellant, harnessing him up, and walking around the block, or on the golf course. Sometimes we see some of his friends walking their humans as well. They sniff their good mornings and go on their way. Tuco, of course, thinks it’s playtime, so I must remind him it’s potty time, and they are all out doing the same thing .

On our return home, the sun is trying to climb over the mountain to greet us. Sometimes the white clouds turn a gorgeous shade of pink, purple, or orange with a hint of yellow upon their crest. It’s a beautiful site. Sometimes there’s not a cloud in the sky, and that is beautiful as well. I sit in the backyard and listen to the bubbling fountain as I read my daily scriptures and say good morning to my mom in heaven. I enjoy a cup of hot coffee and Tuco gets his morning lessons learning the names of State Capitals. He loves the Dick and Jane Educational Snack Cookies.

So, what have we done this month? Well, we are signing up for Fall markets that we think will be fun. So far, we will be at the Utah Honey Harvest Festival at the Clark Historic Farm in Grantsville, Utah. It will be on Friday October 13th and Saturday October 14th. Along with food trucks and craft vendors, they will have a bluegrass band. I can’t wait!

We are waiting to hear back from the Strut Your Mutt Fundraiser event with Best Friends Animal Society. That will be Saturday October 21st at Liberty Park in Salt Lake City. This will be a one-day event with dog walking, festivities, and fun. You can dress your canine pet in Halloween costumes and parade them through the park. This is a great outdoor event to enjoy with your pets and meet new people.

We took a drive up the Mirror Lake Highway scouting out campsites we think will be awesome once the leaves turn colors. The Provo River runs through a lot of the forest. We took Tuco to the edge of it to see if he would like the water. He wasn’t too sure about it, it was his first time seeing a river. We had a picnic in the rain and enjoyed taking pictures. It was a fun day trip being one with nature.

This summer has shown us a ton of different dragonflies. Every evening there were huge black ones flying over our heads as we took our evening walks. Then there were small transparent ones and larger green and blue ones. We even saw huge orange ones. It’s amazing how many different kinds are all around us. We live in a healthy environment for bugs!

August is always our month. We just celebrated our 22nd wedding anniversary. Sweetie and I both had birthdays and celebrated another year younger. And we’re getting ahead on the next book. I am literally getting back on my feet from my spring foot surgery so I will have more things to report next time.

Until then, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Beautiful morning on the Stansbury Golf Course

Summer Memories

Cindy Romero July 23, 2023

Memories: What one remembers.

They say to leave the past behind, only look ahead. But not every memory left behind is bad. It’s good to remember the good times, the things that make us smile. Memories can bring joy and laughter to our lives. “Remember when…?” we’ll say, then tell the story. We all have them. What are yours?

I’d like to share some stories with you about my rescues and what they liked about summer. Three went to The Rainbow Bridge and one is with me now. Though they couldn’t be more different, they are all my little angels and I love them equally.

My first-born Joshua, my Sammy, was the runt of his litter and not as big as your typical Samoyed. Where he lacked size, he made up for it in personality. He was a very vocal, energetic, and fun-loving social butterfly. He loved to mingle and talk to everyone.

One would never think that a Samoyed would like water, but Josh loved it. Our summers were always camping, fishing, or sailing on my Hobie Cat. Going for rides to the lake, and running up and down the sandy shoreline was exhilarating for him.

His favorite pastime of all was playing soccer, and we never went anywhere without his soccer ball. I regret not having any pictures of him dribbling that ball, but I sure do have a lot of great memories playing with him at Sugar House Park. And it wouldn’t be summer if we didn’t treat ourselves at McDonald’s to “a small fry and a vanilla ice cream cone, please.”

My second-born, Skip Thomas, the Lab/Australian Shepherd, was quite the character, too. He was our swimmer, our “Splash Dawg.” From the day we brought him home, we couldn’t keep him out of the water. Floaties, frisbees, you name it, if it went into the water, so did he to fetch it. We went through a few life jackets with that one.

Skip was one of our rescues that was not afraid of fireworks or thunderstorms. He welcomed any opportunity to sit outside and watch the sky light up. He could be found on the back porch in a downpour watching the lightning. On the 4th of July, we’d sit on the golf course and watch the fireworks.

My frisbee playin’ swimmer was also a runner and had to be supervised without a leach or we’d never see him again. We spoiled him, as we do with all our fur babies. The stories we write in the Skip Thomas Adventures children’s books are the true events that happened in his short life span. He was our little boy.

My third-born, Bear, was a very special Australian Shepherd. He was already around eight years old, or so we thought, when we found him in Ephraim Canyon. He had a very hard life as a herding dog, and we welcomed him into our home to give him love, comfort, and rest for his retirement years.

Summers for Bear were ones of exploring and discovery. Riding in the car or the back of Pop’s pick-up was always an adventure waiting to happen. He loved to go trail hiking and walking in the streams. Our walks on the golf course every night were some of the most rewarding times we spent with him.

We never knew how or why Bear was abandoned in the mountains, but the summer of 2010 was a God send to all of us. He was the most loyal, gentle, well behaved, and appreciative dog I’ve ever had. A warm bed, a toy, and a bowl of food and water were the comforts of home for Bear that he never had.

My fourth-born, Tuco, is an inheritance from some people that couldn’t keep him. He is our most challenging of the rescues; a Pocket-Bully by birth and a little boy trapped inside. We are learning about this breed as he grows up with us. At this writing, he is twenty months old and this is his second summer with us.

We are so happy Tuco loves the outdoors as much as we do. He’s not much of a water dog, though we bought him a life jacket just in case. Our travels with him so far have been awesome. He loves to go camping with the motorhome. His biggest thrill right now is riding with Pop in the RZR. He has his own goggles and seat belt to keep him safe.

He loves his walks and making new friends along the way. Those short little legs of his get him tired quickly but don’t let that fool you, he can run faster than a jack rabbit when he wants to.

He looks forward to chasing bubbles and playing in the sprinklers when it’s hot. Also, getting his monthly Super Chewer Bark Box keeps him extremely happy. (I told you we spoil our kids.) Fireworks don’t frighten this little guy either. It’s nice that we can all enjoy the 4th of July together.

So, there you have it for now. These are just a few of my summer memories with my loveable canines. I hope your summers are filled with happy memories as well.

Until next time, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

A Writing Contest

Cindy Romero June 28, 2023

Another month almost gone and what have I done. Well, to hone my writing skills, I’ve entered a contest called, “Essay to My Younger Self.” You’d think this would be easy enough. After all, I have many years of experience behind me to give advice. But honestley, it took more thought than I expected. I had written five different essays, each with 1,000 words, and ended up choosing the last one. With the deadline being June 30th, I finally got it submitted June 27th.

The writing of the story is the easy part, sort of, as long as you don’t re-write it five times. The fine tuning and revisions are the hard part. Every contest has rules. If you don’t follow those rules exactly, then you are disqualified. The essay must conform to the theme they want with exact word count, layout, font and font size, correct spelling, no typos, page numbers, author name, etc.. It can be exhausting, but I love it. I proofread over and over and over again to make sure it’s to the best of my ability.

The winners are announced in 90 days. By then, I will forget I even entered the contest. I just hope I’m good enough to place in one of the five spots. If you don’t enter, you can’t win. Right? Wish me luck.

I’m happy to say, I no longer have need for crutches, scooter, nor aircast! My journey into the abyss is over after 116 days of hell. I still have a ways to go before I’m 100% pain-free, but I’m walking with a shoe on now. I’ve walked my Tuco a few times, which was a challenge for both of us. I have to remind him that mom can’t walk as fast as dad does. He tries, at least he wants me to walk him, which makes me happy.

Summer is here and my Love Bug has discovered sprinklers! He loves playing with them and biting them. So far, we’ve only had to replace one. He also has a doggie swimming pool but doesn’t quite get what it is. He thinks it’s a big drinking bowl. lol

One more thing this month. Tuco’s motorhome got a brand new driveway to park on; no more rocks, dirt, uneven grassy patches, or mud to walk over. :)

So, that’s it for June. Until next time, we hope you’re making memories and enjoying your summer with family and friends.

God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Family

Cindy Romero May 29, 2023

Webster’s New World College Dictionary describes fam.ily as “a group of things having a common source or similar features.” Along with the obvious, “all the people living in the same house; household” or “a social unit consisting of parents and the children they rear.” In my case, the animals I rear.

This month we attended some family gatherings, though not all our own immediate family, we were included to join in as if we were.

I attended the wedding shower of a dear friend of mine recently. We were co-workers a few years ago. She always looked up to me and would confide in me as a daughter would to her mother, or in my case her grandmother. I always told her to invite me to her weddding when the time came. And she did! I think I was one of the only women not related to the “family,” but they made me feel as though I was. The wedding ceremony was in a barn, the decor Western, and the bride and groom gorgeous. Sweetie and I were happy to be a part of the newlyweds’ celebration.

Mother’s Day came next. This time was with immediate “family,” us. Tuco and the hubs had gone for a walk and when they returned, they were carrying a bouquet of roses. “Where did you get those?” I asked. “Are they for me?” He said when Tuco and he were leaving on their walk, a delivery truck came by. He wanted to be there when I saw the flowers, so they continued on their way and gave them to me when they got home. What a nice surprise! And so unexpected. I just love those two. My family, they really make me happy.

We went back to Palisades State Park the following weekend. Our friends we had met last year invited us to stay with their family in one of the group sites. We were the second ones to arrive; our friends were already there. We wanted to park on the end so they could be with their family, but they insisted we camp right next to them in the middle. So, we did. It was beautiful. Not many people were in the park yet, so it was nice and quiet.

As their family arrived, it got more noisy with kids, scooters, and bikes. My gosh there was a lot of people! We were not used to this. And now, we were sandwiched in between all of them. Babies crying non-stop and kids running all over the place. Ugh! The thought was, what did we get ourselves into?

Tuco was great. This was his second camping trip and we had him all polished up to meet new folks. We told him he had to be a good boy because we were invited guests. Our hostess said, “You’re not guests, your family!” That just melted my heart. The two other dogs there didn’t want to be his friend, but all the kids and adults loved him, and he loved them.

We rented a golf cart to get around in because I couldn’t walk too good yet. We all shared it and the kids loved it. We played Corn Hole and had fun. We spent mealtimes together and got to know each other better.

That really opened up my eyes. All these people treated us like we belonged. They included us in everything they did. They were just family being a family and kids being kids. They treated each other with respect and kindness. They baby sat each others kids. Why, even one little boy took a walk with me. I had on my Aircast boot and couldn’t walk fast. He said to me, “I can walk slow with you.” He did, and when we left, he gave me a great big hug. I had turned into a softie.

Memorial Day is another way to remember family and those that went before us that served our great nation. I am proud of our US Military and honored to call them America’s family. True heroes that had our country’s back. Isn’t that what a family does?

So, this is just a little rendition of what a family means to me. It is sharing, caring, and showing unconditonal love. It is fighthing for what you believe in and sacrificing for one another. It’s putting someone else’s needs before your own. It’s teaching others what you have learned so they can live a better life. It’s the mom, the dad, the sister, the brother, the grandma, the grandpa, the friends, and fur babies. We all share something in common, and that is what a family is to me.

Book Editor

Cindy Romero May 1, 2023

I love learning new things. Last month, I started a six week online course with IAP Career College to pass the time while my foot heals. Today, I am proud to include the title of Book Editor to my list of accomplishments.

This worked out well, as the weather wasn’t cooperating and I couldn’t go outside and walk anyway. Mother nature thought it was funny to prolong winter with snow, hail, and rain all throughout the month of April. Now the sun is out, the temperatures are rising, and I can finally enjoy my happy moments on the front porch with a morning cup of coffee and write my stories.

Tuco has been a real trooper, too. He had free run of the house, both inside and out, while his mom did her studies. But he chose to stay close to me, in my office, and kept me company. He seemed to know that “schooling” was a very important thing.

Isn’t it funny how time passes, or the lack of? I mean, sometimes when antisapating the beginning or end of something, it’s always too slow or too fast. Maybe it’s just frozen in time, neither fast nor slow but just, stuck. The online course seemed to pass quickly. I finished in five weeks. The healing of my foot seems like it’s been two years and not two months. I’m frustrated and anxious for it to be like new again. Now, I’m told the whole process could take twelve to eighteen months to heal properly. What did I get myself into? They say, “all good things come to those who wait.” I’d like to know who “they” are. I don’t know how much longer I can wait and still keep my sanity…

The motorhome was uncovered and cleaned up this weekend, along with the RZR. It’s time to take Skip Thomas Adventures on the road again and sell some books. We have a trip planned in three weeks and Tuco is excited to go. He loves riding in the side-by-side with his Pop, too. This will be his second traveling adventure since we got him. We are more prepared this time to take him along and know exactly what to bring for him. Now we know what it’s like traveling with kids! He’s spoiled.

I am a day late in publishing this newsletter, but that’s ok. My flowers decided to bloom all of a sudden and now I can share those with you as well. I hope you all have a beautiful month ahead. And as always, stay safe, be kind, and be happy.

God bless,

Skip’s mom, Cb

Getting ready for the first trip this year.

What Tuco likes to do when he’s not outdoors. Watches the National Geographic channel.

Being A Good Dog Mom

Cindy Romero March 19, 2023

I don’t know about you, but I can hear my Tuco in distress a mile away. Call it a mother’s instinct or intuition, whatever you call it, I’m in tune with my baby. Nothing jumps my butt out of bed quicker than the sound of my fur baby retching. I guess it’s the same with humans. You wouldn’t let your child go unattended if they got sick or hurt. You’d be right by their side asap.

I’m what my husband calls a hypochondriac. I’m always thinking about something and what could go wrong. In most cases though, I’m right to think like I do. I’m the one who worries about what Tuco puts in his mouth for instance; those rubber toys he injests that can get stuck in his gut; the mulch bark under the trees and in my flower beds; those threads off your clothes; the squeakers in his toys; snow; poop, etc. The list goes on.

I can tell when he has a gut ache. He’s mopey, sad eyed, whiny, and likes to make me feel like he loves me more than Pop when he snuggles with me on the couch for a belly rub. When it’s time to do his business outside, that’s when I check to see what he’s passed. Sometimes I’ll find stones, or pieces of wood bark, or plastic chards from one of his nylon chew toys. It’s no wonder his stomach hurts. A mother can only keep an eye open for so many hours a day. But I try, believe me I do.

I’ve had foot surgery recently and have a cast on my foot. Crutches are my main tool for cruising, so I’m pretty slow right now getting around. Tuco usually sleeps upstairs with us, but last night he slept downstairs by himself. He has his doggy door to let himself in and out so I wasn’t too worried about him and thought I could get a little more rest before heading downstairs.

Pop had already left for work. It was early, still dark outside, when I heard him bark. Then his bark turned into a dry cough. Then like he was clearing his throat. Then nothing. I heard him at the bottom of the stairs. I called to him expecting to hear something, but nothing. In a panic, I quickly pumped up my air cast, got a slipper on, and hobbled to the top of the stairs. I didn’t see him just yet, but I scooted on my butt, crutches in tow, as fast as I could to get down to him.

He seemed to have something stuck in his throat. He tried to clear it and then tried to dislodge whatever it was by throwing up, though nothing came out. I quickly tried to open his mouth to see what was in there but saw nothing. I rubbed his throat and tried to get him to drink some water. He wouldn’t. So, I tried ice cubes, he loves those. He chewed a few of those then went outside. Since I can’t walk, I couldn’t follow him. I just hoped he was alright. Coming back in, he jumped on the sofa, curled up in a ball and went to sleep. I sat next to him, held him, and gave him love.

I don’t know what I would have done if he needed emergency vet care. I can’t drive yet, so I did what any mother would do, I prayed.

A few hours later, we got upstairs and things appeared to be ok. He went into the bedroom and chewed on my clothes that were on a bench. I figured he was feeling better. As I sit in my office and write this to you, his Pop came home and took him for a walk. All seems well in the neighborhood once again.

I don’t envy moms with children. Being a doggy mom is hard enough. I’m stressed and tired, but I love my little canine. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep him safe. All I can say is don’t take things for granted. If you think something is out of whack, check it out. You could save a life. Our furry companions need us to take care of them. And do you know what the best part is? There’s no greater love than that of a dog.

Until next time,

Love your kids and animals, stay safe, and God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

My silly little goom-ba chillin’ with mom.

Watching Bully pictures with Pop on You Tube.

All polished up. Had his first Spa day at Kibbles & Cuts.

Preparations

Cindy Romero February 28, 2023

This month is all about preparations. Meaning, the art of preparing, or discipline in preparing; readiness. For everytime I finish something, I find myself having to start all over again. And I am ready.

I like to think of myself as always being prepared. I try to make sure I have enough of whatever I need in case a disaster strikes. My husband makes fun of me because I have a pantry full of essentials; extra bottled water, coffee, flour, sugar, canned foods, soups, pastas, rices, and sauces. I also like to have extra fire logs on hand in case of power shortages and we have to use the fireplace. I have an electric stove, so I make sure the propane tank is full in case we need to cook on the BBQ grill. And those batteries, all sizes, you just never know when you’ll need them for flashlights, clocks, watches, etc. Make sure those phones and I-Pads are charged up. And keep those vehicles and gas cans full!

I’m getting prepared for the summer, too. Now that I have a fur baby, his needs have to be met. Things like dog food, water bowls, extra beds, chew toys, meds, exercise pen, treats, harness and leach, etc. It’s time to start planning those trips. I can’t wait. I’m so happy our little guy loves to go camping, too!

The next thing I’m trying to prepare for is a foot surgery. Not my idea of having fun, but a necessity. For instance, who would have thought the performing doctor’s office doesn’t supply crutches or leg scooters?! It would have been nice if they told me this before the last moment. Now I’m scrambling to find both of these necessities before the surgery in a few days. Alas, a girl can only prepare for so much.

One last thing for preparation this month is the Lenten Season. We prepare for the upcoming celebration of Easter by starting with Ash Wednesday. I looked forward to getting ashes, though Mother Nature had different plans for Utah this year by giving us a massive snow storm that day. We were all snowed in. The mountains got an enormous amount of snow, at least ten feet, and over two and a half feet got dumped on us. We were prepared though, and thank God, the snowblower worked. And it worked and worked, just like Tim did. After three days, we finally got enough snow cleared to get back to business.

See, the art of preparation is a skill, something you have to have patience for. I have to say I am a more patience person than my husband, which is good, at least one of us is. Together we make a great team. And if some kind of misfortune should come our way, I think we will be able to handle it.

So, that’s it for February. I hope you all are prepared for whatever looks you in the face. Until next time…

Stay safe out there and God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Plowing a maze for the little one. Thanks Dad!

Why, just yesterday, Tuco was out napping in the sun!

New Year- New Memories

Cindy Romero January 30, 2023

Instead of making “New Year’s Resolutions,” I’ve been recording memories. I can’t remember where I found this idea, but it’s been fun and rewarding. I started this two years ago and this is how it works.

In the last week of December, I take my next year’s calendar and print all fifty-two weeks in the year on stock paper. I use Avery template #8163 with the ten sheet 2” x 4” labels. I date each week starting with January 1st. Example: Jan. 1-7, next Jan. 7-14, etc. Also, depending on what dates start at the beginning of each week, you will start with Sunday and go through Saturday. Record your memory on Sundays, using the label from the week before.

This is for postitive memories only. At the end of each week, write down one good thing that happened or made you happy. Example: “We sold books at a book fair this week!” or, “We went on vacation to _____.”(fill in the blank) If nothing eventful happened, say something like, “The sunsets were beautiful this week.” or, “I’m happy and healthy!” You get the idea.

At the end of the year, (I do this on New Year’s Eve.) take all your note cards, pour yourself a glass of wine, cozy up to a warm fire (if your lucky to have a fireplace or just a place that gives you comfort) with your husband, wife, significant other, your dog, or just you, and read each card and reminisce about the awesome year you just had. You will be amazed at what you wrote and didn’t remember recording. I know I was.

Our first eventful memory this month was being invited to a “meet the author/illustrator” book fair at Excelsior Academy Literacy Night in Erda, Utah. This was right up our alley. The first night, winter reared its ugly head with a snow storm and we wondered if anyone would show up. To our surprise, we had a good turn out. The next night the stars were out and there was an even better turn out. We enjoyed meeting the parents and children that love to read. We donated some books for their raffle, and the joy and excitement on the kid’s faces that won a Skip Thomas book was the most rewarding feeling of all. It was heartwarming when they ran to our table for us to sign the copy just for them. One little girl told us how sorry she was for our loss, and really meant it, when she read our flyer of how the real Skip Thomas had passed away. Talk about a tear jerker. Kids are amazing.

Today it’s 7 degrees outside. It snowed last night and this morning it’s frostbite weather and sunny. Tuco and I are staying inside. As I look for Book Fairs and Markets to sell our books and artwork in the year ahead, my baby is sleeping under my desk dreaming.

As this month comes to an end, we wish you all a very happy, healthy, and prosperious New Year. Stay warm and safe where ever you are and as always…

Til next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Template #8163 cut up on stock paper. (How I record the weeks.)

My silly goomba slides off the couch Slinky style.

Our Christmas Story

Cindy Romero December 30, 2022

Christmas is a joyous time bringing hope, love, and light to the world by celebrating the birth of our Savior Jesus. Each year it seems like the first time anticipating the wonder and mystery of it all.

We start to decorate the house on December 1st, when our sights and energy run high. We hang lights along the eaves and put up a gigantic, green, sparkling light-up wreath over the second story window. The porch is my favorite, where Santa guards the front door and the railing is draped in garland with apples. The posts are wrapped with red ribbon to signify candy canes. There are a few more wreaths with colored lights, and my Christmas pillows adorn the love seat and rockers. This year we finally put my big light-up cow and rooster in the yard, along with a few white lit spiral trees.

Next, the inside gets festive. Red ribbons and big bows wrap the cupboards in the kitchen while sparkling lights turn on above. The mantel hosts more lights with snowmen and photos from the past (and present) of our fur babies on their first Christmas with us. Colorful tapestries hand from the doors and a multitude of nativities are throughout the house. Children’s Christmas books are also a big must as I decorate the rooms. The stair railing is entwined with pine greens and the “elves on a shelf” are nestled in the boughs. A fire in the fireplace, Christmas carols playing softly in the background, writing out cards to friends and family far away, and baking cranberry orange loaves; these are the peaceful times and traditions I enjoy.

The season can also be a little stressful, as we all know. Searching for the perfect gifts, anxiously waiting for the delivery trucks, only to have the “perfect gift” not be the one you ordered. Phones calls. Will the replacements be here in time for Christmas? Meal planning. Trips to the grocery store. Oh, crap! I forgot the ____. Back to the grocery store. Tuco’s first picture with Santa. What should he wear? Will he be a good boy in the store? Will he like Santa? How will he react around all the other dogs? Then there is finding a gift for the husband who has everything. He says he wants nothing, how tempting. I know what he needs and attempt to look in Walmart, Kohl’s, Tractor Supply, Sportsman’s Warehouse…..not finding what I am looking for. I’m ready to give up and honor his wishes of “nothing.” It’s two days before Christmas. Aha! A light bulb moment. Why didn’t I think of this before? CAL Ranch, of course! It was there all along.

Tuco and I wrap the presents. He’s such a good boy. And it’s a good thing he doesn’t know we’re wrapping Dad’s and his. This is his first Christmas and I want him to be surprised when he sees presents in his kennel. When we’re done, we go watch Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer, The Star, and The Grinch. He just loves watching animation.

It’s the 23rd, the Friday before Christmas. There’s a knock on the door. It’s our neighbors from down the street. We invite them in for a gift exchange and a holiday drink. We do this every year with all our neighbors. Then another knock. This time from an old friend we haven’t seen in a while, just moving back to Utah. What a nice surprise! Another knock, more neighbors. What a wonderful time.

Christmas Eve we go to mass. It’s the children’s Christmas play and it’s always heartwarming. Husband says we have to stop on the way home for coffee creamer. (could have told me this yesterday.) So, we go to Walmart, which of course, is closed. Where to next? Ah, Maverik, they are always open. We get the French Vanilla Coffee Mate, along with some other delightful things. Coors, Cheetos Cheese Puffs, and Lays potato chips. Just what a healthy snack on Christmas eve should be.

We try to sleep in on Christmas morning. Our little angel always sleeps late. But, we hear rustling and snorting downstairs. So, down we go to see what’s going on. It’s Tuco! He’s awake and found his presents in his kennel. He’s so cute! He can’t wait to get in there and tear them apart.

Present after present is opened. He’s spoiled, our little one. And why not, he’s our son. Soon he tires and falls asleep. Now it’s our turn. We exchange our gifts to each other and relax with a cup of coffee. We both make our phone calls to family in distant places and wait for the turkey dinner that will feed us this afternoon. We are content. We are blessed. We are grateful. We are happy.

As the month comes to an end, I tell myself I’m not doing certain things again next year, just like I said last year and the year before. Like making the festive loaves; they are time consuming and costly, especially this year. Or, I’m not sending out Christmas cards; the stamps are getting too expensive. Or, I’m not going to put up so many decorations; we have too many. But, I know me. I will do all those things again. Though I may complain, it bring me happiness to share and stay in touch with family and friends. After all, that’s what Christmas is all about; sharing the love we receive from a tiny little babe in a manger so many years ago.

To you and yours, Merry Christmas!

Until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Tuco watching Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer

After a busy day opening Christmas presents

Storytellers Make Good Writers

Cindy Romero November 29, 2022

How can you tell a good writer from a bad writer? What makes one a good storyteller and the other, well, not? In my opinion, when I am engaged in reading a book, or an article, and I can’t wait to turn the page and don’t want the story to end, that’s a good writer to me. When words ebb and flow, like a good warm hug, you just don’t want them to let you go.

I have my favorite writers that I admire and just can’t wait to read what they have to say. They make me comfortable, like a good friend sharing secrets over a glass of wine. Some people are just good at it. They have a way with words that pull you in, as though they’re speaking just to you. Their life experiences sometime trigger a moment or memory from my own past. I’ll have a common connection, maybe a spark of hope revealed or a boost of self esteem.

I love reading memoirs. Those that can expose their raw emotions and struggles just tug on my heartstrings. I find it fascinating to hear about other people’s lives; how and where they grew up, the funny times and the sad times, their hopes and dreams, and what gave them strength to rise above adversary. One author that comes to mind is Jeannette Walls. Her memoirs are so funny, and yet sad, that you think, this is fiction, there’s no way anyone’s life could be this messed up. But, that’s the beauty in memoir, it’s your own unique story and no one else’s can compare. Read her books if you get a chance, she is an awesome storyteller. (The Glass Castle and Half Broke Horses, for starters.)

I think writing memoir has a way of making my own life seem more significant. Maybe my wild life in the past wasn’t so unusual. After all, it’s my own one of a kind, unique, no one else has lived what I lived life. How did I get to where I am today? How did I survive all those insecure, crazy, frightening, lonely years? That’s a story I want to tell one day, when I get my nerve up.

But now, it’s November and it is the thankful month. I’m thankful for the people who shaped my life; the good and the bad, for where there is forgiveness, there is wisdom. I’m thankful for my husband and my new puppy, Tuco, who just turned one! I’m thankful for my health, my home, family, and friends. I’m most thankful for God, and the privilege to live in the greatest country in the world, The United States of America.

Until next time, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom Cb

The Colorful Month

Cindy Romero October 22, 2022

I think October is my favorite month of the year. I can still wear shorts during the day and put on a warm oversized sweatshirt in the evening. The sun is lower in the sky. The days are shorter. And the colors of the leaves just take my breath away. When the warm sun casts comforting shadows in the afternoon, my soul is at rest. It’s time to bake bread and simmer home made soup in the crock pot.

The last Farmer’s Market has ended. It was a good season. We got to meet some wonderful folks and their fur babies along the way. Even with a few cancellations this summer, it all worked out great. Now we are working on new things as the weather gets cooler and we find ourselves contained indoors. The shift in mood is good. It makes us realize just what we have to do to make things better; with our artwork and ourselves.

The Raise The Woof Canine Carnival happened the same day as our last market. Though we didn’t participate this year, we still got to see the costumes of many of the participants. We handed out doggie treats to those who stopped by our booth and got to take pictures of some really cute dogs.

Tuco, our new addition, went on his first camping trip with us the first weekend. We went on a short trip to get him used to traveling in the motor home. He did good. Deer Creek State Park was our destination of choice for him. There were lots of other canines camping with their humans. Though it was hard for him to really let loose and play with them, I think it was good to see others like him enjoying the mountains.

Our house is all decorated for Halloween this month. We love doing that every year. Tuco got his first peek of Frankenstein on the front porch and didn’t know what to think. He barked at him of course, and then thought, hmm, he’s not so scary after all. My baby is so cute.

It’s time now for chimney cleaning before the snow falls. And fitting in more golfing before it’s too cold. Ah, the change of weather and seasons.

I hope you all take advantage of this gorgeous time of year. Get outside to see the colors before they are gone. Have a fun and safe Halloween.

Until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

“The Lion” won first place in the costumes.

Tuco’s first camping trip at Deer Creek State Park.

First Day of Fall

Cindy Romero September 23, 2022

Summer is over and Fall is here. Though last night was a night of terror from ole’ Miss Summer. She was reluctant to leave us as she brought a terrific storm to us at 10 pm and lasting til midnight. I was honestly scared, thinking it was another earthquake like we had in March of 2020. Hearing the loud wind rush like a freight train and the rain pound our windows horizontally was frightening. It hit our house with such force. The thunder quaked and the house shook, as though an elephant stampede ran into us. The lightening crackled, the room and sky lit up, and I hid my head under the covers. All this went on and my husband slept through it all. Go figure. Summer, take your scorching heat and be gone. I love you, but if you can’t play nice, then I don’t want to see you again til next year. I welcome you Fall and all you have to give.

We only have a few more markets to go. I am looking forward to this weekend and then October. Also, we have a few more camping trips planned. The leaves are just starting to turn color and I can’t wait to be in the mountains to enjoy them.

September is back to school month for most kids. I find myself immersed in new books to read and new stories to write. Who says school is just for kids? My little love bug, Tuco, is in school to learn how to be a great dog one day. He is studying his generals right now. He’s conquered the “sit, stay and come” commands pretty well, as long as there is a treat in my hand and lots of praises that is. lol.

I have to brag a little bit about an accomplishment I achieved this month. I got my first “By Line” published in a magazine! Mary Jane’s Farm Magazine accepted my story about my grandmother and the Millstone, New Jersey Post Office. If you get a chance to read it, I would love to hear from you. The issue is the Oct/Nov 2022 issue and my story is on page 25. I know of a few places that carry it; Barnes and Noble Booksellers and Walmart have them. Just saying, I’m on cloud nine!

This will be a short one this time. I hope you are all doing well, staying safe, and enjoying life. Til next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Patience is a Virtue

A Month of Changes

Read Across America

Giggles & Smiles

Advent

Enjoying Fall

A Festival, an Eclipse, & a Fundraiser

Change of Season

Nature Shots

Summer Memories

A Writing Contest

Family

Book Editor

Being A Good Dog Mom

Preparations

New Year- New Memories

Our Christmas Story

Storytellers Make Good Writers

The Colorful Month

First Day of Fall

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