Today I’m participating in WWW Wednesdays, at Taking on a World of Words Here’s how it works:

The Three Ws are:

What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next, and/or what are you eagerly awaiting?





  Pretty Things, by Janelle Brown

Two wildly different women—one a grifter, the other an heiress—are brought together by the scam of a lifetime in a page-turner from the New York Times bestselling author of Watch Me Disappear.



This Is How I Lied, by Heather Gudenkauf


The Closer You Get, by Mary Torjussen


A Week at the Shore, by Barbara Delinsky



Today I pre-ordered The Switch, by Beth O’Leary, which will be released on August 18, 2020.  I recently read another book by the author, and loved it. (The Flatshare).

Synopsis:  When overachiever Leena Cotton is ordered to take a two-month sabbatical after blowing a big presentation at work, she escapes to her grandmother Eileen’s house for some long-overdue rest.

Eileen is newly single and about to turn eighty. She’d like a second chance at love, but her tiny Yorkshire village doesn’t offer many eligible gentlemen.

So they decide to try a two-month swap.

Eileen will live in London and look for love. She’ll take Leena’s flat, and learn all about casual dating, swiping right, and city neighbors. Meanwhile Leena will look after everything in rural Yorkshire: Eileen’s sweet cottage and garden, her idyllic, quiet village, and her little neighborhood projects.

But stepping into one another’s shoes proves more difficult than either of them expected. Will swapping lives help Eileen and Leena find themselves…and maybe even find true love? In Beth O’Leary’s The Switch, it’s never too late to change everything….or to find yourself.


Another great week for me!  What did yours look like?



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Good morning!  Today’s post will link up to The Sunday Salon and The Sunday Post for Weekly Updates.

**Mailbox Monday is now hosted at the home site:  Mailbox Monday.

After a week of near summer weather, I woke up today to “raindrops keep falling on my head.”  Here is my patio, feeling it.




It is definitely a good day to read and curl up indoors….but I am thinking of going to the movies anyway.  I want to see The Age of Adaline.  I love several of the actors in the cast:  Harrison Ford, Ellen Burstyn, and Kathy Baker, among others.  Blake Lively is featured in the starring role.




Meanwhile, I will settle down with my coffee, do a little blogging and reading…and venture out.






Blue Mondays Musings:  Bookish Escapes

Creative Tuesdays:  Intros/Teasers – “The Guest Cottage”

Hump Day Sparks:  Waiting for “The Race for Paris”

Seventh Blogoversary Celebration…and a Short Story (Story Corner)

My Interior World:  Echoes of the Past

My Bookish (and Not So Bookish) Thoughts:  Recreating My Office Space, etc.

Serendipitous Friday:  Book Beginnings/Friday 56 – “The Idea of Love”

Caroline Ponders Zach’s Fate:  An Excerpt from “Interior Designs”

Bookish Saturday with Non-Bookish Moments

Review:  The Royal We (e-book), by Heather Cocks & Jessica Morgan (NetGalley)

Review:  The Guest Cottage (e-book), by Nancy Thayer (NetGalley/Vine)

Review:  Last One Home, by Debbie Macomber (Vine)

Review:  A Spool of Blue Thread (e-book), by Anne Tyler



INCOMING BOOKS: (Title/Cover Linked to Amazon)

Empty mailbox this week!  Yay, catch-up time.  I did download one book in a series I am reading:

Almost Dead (e-book, Book 5), by T. R. Ragan





Life for private investigator Lizzy Gardner will never be the same. It’s been three weeks since her fiancé, Jared, was shot on what was supposed to be their wedding day. He’s in a coma now, and Lizzy is being forced to make a decision she might not be able to live with.

But a string of deaths has forced her to get back to work. While they appear to be unrelated accidents at first glance, a closer look shows they all have something in common. More than a decade earlier, the victims were all members of the Ambassador Club at a Sacramento high school: a posh posse that bullied other students, one of whom remains tormented years later.

In this pulse-pounding thriller from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author T.R. Ragan, Lizzy will need her colleagues and what’s left of her wits to help her track down a cunning killer with a deadly revenge list before the next name—maybe hers—is crossed off for good.



WHAT’S UP NEXT?  (Titles/Covers Linked to Amazon)

Currently Reading:  The Idea of Love, by Patti Callahan Henry







The Daughter (e-book), by Jane Shemilt







Night Night, Sleep Tight (e-book), by Hallie Ephron






Wife-in-Law, by Haywood Smith






And that’s my week…what did yours look like?  What are you anticipating for next week?







Here we are again, rambling on about our thoughts, our feelings, and our perspectives.  Join our host at Bookishly Boisterous, to see what others are chatting about.

Yikes!  I inadvertently tapped on something here and my writing went askew.  I finally found what I did wrong…instead of the link, I hit the alignment feature….

I realize that I need to be fully awake to write a post.  LOL

Christine showed a photo of her yard with 70 degree temperature…I live in the Central Valley, and yesterday, it could have been spring…almost.

I need to clean off my patio!  The leaves, which the gardeners so thoughtlessly blow onto my patio, are in piles.  As if blowing them there is satisfying the job they are supposed to do!  I have mentioned this to them, several times, but they pretend not to understand me.  LOL




I have been staying inside most of the week, reading and blogging, and frustrated because I got a notice that one of my blogs, Potpourri, had been suspended!  Of course I sent them an email, letting them know that this must be an error…while thinking:  how could this have happened?

The next day, I got a message that the site was ” flagged by our automated anti-spam controls. We have reviewed your site and have removed the suspension notice.”

Just like that!  Oh, and they apologized.  But meanwhile, I went through a sleepless night, thinking about what I might have done, and if they could do it once, they could do it again!

That’s how my mind works.

But then, after the suspension was lifted, I reminded myself, in my more rational state, that I have eleven blogs, and this is the first time in seven years of blogging that anything like this has happened to me.

And then I felt calmer…but still a little paranoid.  LOL

Meanwhile, I’ve been messaging on Phoebe, my new iPhone, and receiving pictures from my son and daughter-in-law who have moved to Crescent City.  This one is Pebble Beach at sunset.



Pebble Beach at Sunset


I think I need to have a little coastal getaway!

But not this weekend, as it’s Bloggiesta time, and I’ll be working on this blog.  Check out my to-do list!


I continued my purging this week by clearing out all the old DVDs for little kids that none of my grandchildren watch anymore.  They are tucked into a box in the garage, while I decide what to do with them.  Goodwill?

Meanwhile, my office space is a lot less cluttered.  I also boxed up the stuffed toys.  While doing so, I saw the stuffed and well-worn “duckie” that Noah clutched to him during his early years.  Even when he was on Santa’s lap! (below).

He mentioned it once recently, wondering what had happened to it (he’s twelve now), but because he didn’t seem sad, I kept quiet.  I think his mother buried it on my shelves!



noah and santa


Okay…on the bookish front, I am so excited that I finally downloaded my copy of The Girl on the Train.  I have been drooling over this one for months!




Rachel takes the same commuter train every morning. Every day she rattles down the track, flashes past a stretch of cozy suburban homes, and stops at the signal that allows her to daily watch the same couple breakfasting on their deck. She’s even started to feel like she knows them. “Jess and Jason,” she calls them. Their life—as she sees it—is perfect. Not unlike the life she recently lost.

And then she sees something shocking. It’s only a minute until the train moves on, but it’s enough. Now everything’s changed. Unable to keep it to herself, Rachel offers what she knows to the police, and becomes inextricably entwined in what happens next, as well as in the lives of everyone involved. Has she done more harm than good?

Compulsively readable, The Girl on the Train is an emotionally immersive, Hitchcockian thriller and an electrifying debut.


What did your bookish/not so bookish week look like?



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Happy New Year!  And already I have started the New Year by buying two e-books.  I wrote about my compulsive book buying disorder at An Interior Journey.

I promised to do better.  And maybe the two books I downloaded are not a sign of going down a bad pathway.

But I couldn’t help myself.  And I had good reasons.

My first purchase:

Garden Spells, by Sarah Addison Allen, was necessary…yes, it was!  I have pre-ordered First Frost, by this author, and it features some of the characters from this one.





In a garden surrounded by a tall fence, tucked away behind a small, quiet house in an even smaller town, is an apple tree that is rumored to bear a very special sort of fruit. In this luminous debut novel, Sarah Addison Allen tells the story of that enchanted tree, and the extraordinary people who tend it.…

The Waverleys have always been a curious family, endowed with peculiar gifts that make them outsiders even in their hometown of Bascom, North Carolina. Even their garden has a reputation, famous for its feisty apple tree that bears prophetic fruit, and its edible flowers, imbued with special powers. Generations of Waverleys tended this garden. Their history was in the soil. But so were their futures.

A successful caterer, Claire Waverley prepares dishes made with her mystical plants—from the nasturtiums that aid in keeping secrets and the pansies that make children thoughtful, to the snapdragons intended to discourage the attentions of her amorous neighbor. Meanwhile, her elderly cousin, Evanelle, is known for distributing unexpected gifts whose uses become uncannily clear. They are the last of the Waverleys—except for Claire’s rebellious sister, Sydney, who fled Bascom the moment she could, abandoning Claire, as their own mother had years before.

When Sydney suddenly returns home with a young daughter of her own, Claire’s quiet life is turned upside down—along with the protective boundary she has so carefully constructed around her heart. Together again in the house they grew up in, Sydney takes stock of all she left behind, as Claire struggles to heal the wounds of the past. And soon the sisters realize they must deal with their common legacy—if they are ever to feel at home in Bascom—or with each other.


I don’t know how I missed this one, but I only recently discovered this author.  So I am justified…right?


And the other book was one that I discovered on the First Book of the Year, Last Night at the Viper Room, by Gavin Edwards.





In Last Night at the Viper Room, acclaimed author and journalist Gavin Edwards vividly recounts the life and tragic death of acclaimed actor River Phoenix—a teen idol on the fast track to Hollywood royalty who died of a drug overdose in front of West Hollywood’s storied club, the Viper Room, at the age of 23.

Last Night at the Viper Room explores the young star’s life, including his childhood in Venezuela growing up under the aegis of the cultish Children of God. Putting him at the center of a new generation of leading men emerging in the early 1990s— including Johnny Depp, Keanu Reeves, Brad Pitt, Nicolas Cage, and Leonardo DiCaprio—Gavin Edwards traces the Academy Award nominee’s meteoric rise, couches him in an examination of the 1990s, and illuminates his lasting legacy on Hollywood and popular culture itself.


I have enjoyed several movies starring River Phoenix, and I am intrigued about his life behind the scenes.  This one was only 1.99, so I feel justified…the price was right, and I am interested in the subject.


Okay…have any of the rest of you already broken some New Year’s Resolutions?   While I hadn’t promised to curtail my book buying in 2015, it was implied.  But to my credit, I found several other books I wanted…but I simply bookmarked them.

What has your First Day of 2015 been like?





“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

I’ll be spending Christmas in my daughter’s home, with her tree (above), some family and friends.  Hope you all enjoy the holiday and have everything you wish for!

Here is my own Christmas home:





Today I’ll be reading and watching some movies before beginning the family celebration.  I already visited Amazon today and clicked on some “buy” buttons, gifting myself, LOL.  More about those books on Saturday.

Be good to yourselves over the holidays, and avoid stress as much as possible!





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The summer of 2009, it was an August week, and I was headed for Napa and Wine Train adventures, among others (see above).  I was staying in a lovely little cottage and enjoying all that Napa Wine Country had to offer.

And I was very excited about the new blog I had just created:  Rainy Days and Mondays.

Post-retirement, I loved the idea that I could enjoy my Mondays.   Those of you still working that life know what I’m talking about.  No matter how much you enjoy your work, Mondays are like a damper on your joy.  Usually there is a lot of craziness after a weekend.  I remember it well!

I was also fond of that old Carpenter’s song (now this really dates me!):

Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

What I’ve got they used to call the blues
Nothin’ is really wrong
Feelin’ like I don’t belong
Walkin’ around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.




Well, this blog is my celebration of Blue Mondays No More!

I hope you’ll join me here on my newly reinvented space.  The journey remains the same…and for those of us that love books, they do “chase away the blues.”





When I first created my Rainy Days and Mondays blog, it was a summer day in 2009 (August 16); I had just started serious blogging, with a few sites already.  I don’t even remember how many I had when I started this one (over on Blogger), but over time, I added and deleted them right and left.

Now I am here, with this site:

And if you look at the URL, which took a while to create, since so many possibilities were already taken, I loved the concept:  Blue Mondays No More.

I still have eleven blogs.  The only thing that has changed is my provider.

Before I could undertake this, however, there was a lot to do.  Over at Curl up and Read, I have all of my books (purchased and read)  linked to the book reviews…and you guessed it!  I had to change the links from the old Rainy Days and Mondays blog at Blogger…and because I didn’t have the URL for this one yet, I linked those reviews to Goodreads.

I thought about importing everything, but in the end, I just moved over some posts from this year.  I wanted to feel as though I was starting fresh…and the endless task of changing links on all the posts did not appeal to me…LOL.

It feels a little bit like reinventing the wheel, starting fresh.  But I hadn’t been happy at Blogger for a while…and had hung onto that site longer than I wanted to do so.

So…welcome to everyone who stops by, and thanks for bearing with me, as I add pages and posts.