Saturday, 20 February 2010
I don't think I'm too good at this blog thing! I seem to always be apologising for not getting round to posting!
In the housewifery stakes, I have been crocheting myself a top from this pattern: http://www.naturallycaron.com/projects/cushman/cushman_3.html. It's taking me a while as the top bit is OK, but the lower part has turned out too small, but I can't find my 6mm crochet hook for love nor money!! I need to unpick what I've already done. I think changing the pattern slightly will mean it works better for my shape, but I got so far with it so far I've not been able to face the unpicking. I love the colours though, I think it will look really good when it's done.
We've got three cats now (yup, it really is that long since I blogged!). We found out Gaia had essentially got pregnant the weekend before we got her, so 9 weeks later 5 new bundles of joy came along. It was great having them grow up here and the house was literally alive with them running and playing!
As is the way of these things, unfortunately it was soon time for 4 of them to fly the nest, and now we just have the lovely Morrighan to keep Gaia and Gypsy-Moo company. They are a great little family though, they all look out for each other, play together and are generally nice to each other, which makes me happy! I am glad that they don't really fight!
Not sure what my next craft project's going to be when the top's finished. Got two directions I'm thinking of looking at is either getting the sewing machine out again and having a bash at making some proper clothes for myself for the first time, or I might like to do some painting. I've always been keen to do some artwork for the house, but I feel lacking in inspiration in both departments at the moment. Probably going to go to California next month, so perhaps that will give me some new styles and ideas?
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
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Quinn Rafferty is working as a bounty hunter and bail bondsman in St. Louis when a new neighbor catches his eye. He’s tempted by her beauty—but he knows from experience that anyone desperate enough to live in his building is damaged goods. Besides, he has his own soul to mend before he can worry about anyone else.
Sara Davis is on the run, but not for the usual reasons a woman goes on the lam. She’s not an abused wife, and she’s not a criminal. But she does have a plan for her future. And as much as she finds herself attracted to her gruff, tough neighbor, she can’t risk telling him the secrets she’s hiding. There’s just too much at stake.
Driven to desire…
But Quinn must get closer to Sara when she turns out to be the target of his new missing persons case, and he discovers that there is something more complex and dangerous to her than he thought. Now, both Quinn and Sara will have to expose their true feelings—as well as their fragile hearts—if they hope their love will survive…
He opened the door—
And stopped dead in his tracks as somebody all but fell into his arms. Somebody…a woman. And not Theresa.
He caught her just above her elbows, automatically steadying her.
“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice soft and low.
Then she lifted her face and Quinn found himself gazing into the biggest, brownest eyes he’d ever seen in his life. Feeling a little dazed, he studied her face while she stammered out another apology.
Quinn barely heard it.
He was too busy staring at her mouth. A very pretty mouth, a cupid’s bow mouth slicked with deep, vibrant red. Under his hands, he could feel silken smooth skin and unable to resist, he stroked a thumb along her inner arm.
Her skin was soft, soft and warm. He was also pretty sure she had the creamiest, most flawless skin imaginable. Her shoulder-length hair was a shade caught between blonde and brown, nondescript, but for some reason, he found himself thinking about tangling his fingers in that hair and holding her head still while he kissed that red-slicked mouth.