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Relentless contest

I’m over at Writers Gone Wild today, hosting a contest for a digital copy of Relentless. This one’s rated HOT so you might need to turn on the fan while you read it, and trust me, Rhys is uber yummy. I’ll pick the winner on the weekend, so stop by and leave a comment to enter.

Got some great news this morning. One of the girls I coached a few years back recently made the Canadian Women’s National Fastptich Team, and I’m so proud of her! She was small for her age, but her heart and determination were obvious to anyone watching her out on the field. She just e-mailed me to say they took the bronze medal at the World Championships in Venezuela. Go Corrine!

Also, here’s a cool picture of one of the twin eagles at my dad’s place, testing its wings. Another week or so, and it’s going to try flying for the first time. Will keep you posted!

Happy 4th of July

Happy 4th of July to all my Americans friends out there. Up here north of the 49th parallel we celebrated Canada Day on July 1st, but the weather’s been cool and gray so it doesn’t feel like summer yet. As you know, my mother-in-law passed away a week ago. My hubby’s been swamped taking care of all the details for her elaborate funeral service, so last night we went on a date. It was a much needed break for both of us, and we had a nice dinner at an Irish restaurant on the beach. I know the owner, and we stayed after to watch her sing. She toured with Riverdance as a musician and singer, and she performs at the restaurant from time to time. After that, we called my mom to bring the kids down so we could attend the outdoor movie night. We bundled up and watched How To Train Your Dragon on the huge inflatable screen set up right on the beach, and though it was cold and kind of damp, it was neat to watch a movie beneath the stars while the lights reflected off the water.

Since it’s the 4th of July today, I thought I’d post a picture of the “eagle cam” my dad has set up on his property. He’s been building his ginormous house on the bluff overlooking the ocean for going on nine years now, and there are bald eagles nesting in some of the trees on his property. Bald eagles mate for life, and here in Vancouver the eagles migrate up to Alaska in the fall and return each spring to nest and have babies. Usually they only have one egg, which the parents take turns sitting on 24/7. But my dad is lucky enough to have a pair of eagles that had twins this spring. He figures they’re about 74 or 75 days old today.

Here’s a shot of one of the parents feeding a youngster. Can you see it there at the front of the nest? It’s got a dark head, and won’t get it’s white feathers for a few years yet. World renowned eagle researcher David Hancock says they should be fledging (i.e. learning to fly) in the next eight or nine days. He and my dad are working on setting up an Internet link for the live webcam, so I’ll keep you posted. I was just at my dad’s place this afternoon and he put the camera shot on his big TV so we could see it. The second he turned it on, one of the adults swooped in with a salmon and dumped it in the nest. The babies are so big now that the adults leave the nest at night and roost in the trees on the other side of the house, but it’s still close enough to keep an eye on their little ones.

I’ll try to post more pictures in the coming weeks, and if the feed goes live on the web I’ll post the link ASAP. Hope everyone is having a safe and wonderful long weekend south of the border!

I’m over at Cynthia Eden’s blog tomorrow, talking about my special ops heroes. (What else, right?) I’ll post a link tomorrow, so you come on by and enter the contest to win a copy of one of my books.

Another Lesson In Perspective

This past weekend we lost my mother-in-law. She was terminally ill with lung cancer, but she wasn’t deathly sick yet and we didn’t expect her to go for another few months. I was at a continuing ed course for massage therapy all day Saturday, but that night we hosted my hubby’s family for my father-in-law’s birthday/Father’s Day dinner. The whole crew came into town for it (all of us only get together a handful of times each year), and everyone went up to see her in the hospital, including all six grandkids. She was tired after seeing everyone, but she’d improved enough over the previous two weeks that the doctor was thinking of sending her home in a few days.

When I got home from the course that eveing the whole gang was there; six kids, nine adults and one dog. We had a lovely BBQ dinner prepared by my hubby, then watched the boys play soccer and badminton with the kids in the backyard. After everyone left, my father-in-law and sister-in-law went back up to the hospital (a forty minute drive) to bring Mom a piece of cake. A nurse told them she’d been just about to call them because Mom had suddenly taken a nosedive. When my relatives walked in, they found her panicked and struggling to get air. My hubby got the call to come up to the hospital, and he took off immediately. Since his brothers just happened to be in town, they were able to go up as well, so at least everyone was together. For three hours they sat with her and watched her slowly suffocate to death. My husband is traumatized by witnessing that, and I’m glad I wasn’t there to see it.

Needless to say, things have been hectic and my priority is making sure I’m there for my hubby. His mom made him responsible for her funeral arrangements, and he’s been swamped with taking care of all the details.

Long story short, I’m not exactly in the mood for writing right now. The only thing I’ve accomplished with writing over the past two weeks is critiquing over 250 pages for other people, and doing light edits on my new novella. I’ve got other projects sitting there waiting for my attention, but I really couldn’t care less about them right now. And it looks like Mom’s funeral will be held either the day when Relentless comes out, or a couple days afterward. Not sure I’ll feel much like hitting the promotion trail right around then either.

Right now I feel the need to take stock of all my blessings: my kids, my hubby, my family and friends, my health. The rest seems to pale in comparison will all of that. Maybe it’s Mom’s way of making me get my priorities straight and putting everything in perspective. It’s not a bad lesson to be reminded of.