No page will be unturned!

Over one hundred and fifty attendees and I win the grand prize raffle! Normally I have to work my butt off to win something. Maybe I did! There was smoke coming out of my ears, my eyes were spinning around and my fingers typed on my truck's steering wheel as I drove home Sunday afternoon. New and old friends ... my characters, danced inside my head as I knew they would consume my life and come alive in a matter of hours, days or weeks.

Springmingle was inspiring to say the least. I made a grand exit carrying a twenty five pound box of books. What library will receive these treasures? The choice was simple, for me. A small independent school located in Rome, Georgia called Darlington. The lower school campus resides, in and around, the historic 1847 Thornwood house. The library is tiny but has life because of one wonderful librarian, Ann Glass. These new books and their characters will LIVE again through Mrs. Glass and the children at Darlington Lower School. No page will be unturned!

THANK YOU Southern Breeze Springmingle 2009!

My first Little Note ... from me to you

I have lived several lives, like a cat, not sure about that?

As a toddler, Belize was home. The natives intrigued with my golden locks and my best friend was a brown pelican.

Perched on a horse ranch in southern California my preteen years and surrounded by beach going friends. In love with riding horses I learned to compete nationally.

Swept away, feeling trapped, aboard a sailboat my teenage years began. No phones, tv and missing friends we hoisted our sails and voyaged from Miami to the BVI's. A whole new world was introduced ... even under the sea.

Relocating and reunited with the horse world, now in Blue Grass country. Rising to win world championship titles and world record ages, lifelong friends were made and life lessons learned. Its high school, it's expected.

Yearning for sunshine and long sunsets, college years belonged to Florida. Skipping classes to go to acting workshops, landing just enough commercials to see stars in my eyes. Stars shimmered but my heart was carried away.

A pilot's wife I became with three wonderful boys. A small farm of our own, horses, cats and a dog named Cat. Time to run kids to sports, music and hours spent volunteering.

The first born, on to college, two and three yet to go, treasuring the moments ... every one!

Now I am ready to tell my story ... it's no ordinary story, just wait and see...