TUESDAY POTPOURRI: PAST & PRESENT MOMENTS….

Seashells and roses…my favorite things in a bathroom.  Candles, too.  This little grouping is so familiar that sometimes I don’t even see it.  But when I was dusting the other day, I took another look.  And remembered how many years I’ve had that “shoe with the roses” piece…and I had to really stop and think.  I know that I first wanted something like that after seeing one in a bathroom back in 1977.  Yes, I do mimic what I see in other people’s bathrooms.  LOL.

I’ve had it for years!  I know I had it in my townhouse…and then in the foothill house where I lived afterwards for thirteen years.

I’ve been here ten years.  But I have moved things around, added the seashells, and the little “roses” china saucer with soap came straight out of my country cupboard in the dining area.  I like to re-purpose and use things in new ways.

So…I guess that Old Shoe and Roses thing is almost an antique.  LOL. 

I’m always surprised when so many things survive the various moves.  Even though I haven’t moved as much as I once did—this is only my fourth home since 1988.  In the 1970s alone, however, I moved fourteen times!  For a while, I remembered all the addresses.

I didn’t have as much stuff back then.  I didn’t have a camera for a while, either, so I couldn’t memorialize my various places like I do now.

So…pardon that walk down memory lane.  Funny how one or two trinkets can whisk us right into the past.

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As for the present, today is Tuesday Release Day, and I finally got my hands on The Good Daughter, by Karin Slaughter, a searing, spellbinding blend of cold-case thriller and psychological suspense.

Two girls are forced into the woods at gunpoint. One runs for her life. One is left behind…

Twenty-eight years ago, Charlotte and Samantha Quinn’s happy small-town family life was torn apart by a terrifying attack on their family home. It left their mother dead. It left their father — Pikeville’s notorious defense attorney — devastated. And it left the family fractured beyond repair, consumed by secrets from that terrible night.

Twenty-eight years later, and Charlie has followed in her father’s footsteps to become a lawyer herself — the ideal good daughter. But when violence comes to Pikeville again — and a shocking tragedy leaves the whole town traumatized — Charlie is plunged into a nightmare. Not only is she the first witness on the scene, but it’s a case that unleashes the terrible memories she’s spent so long trying to suppress. Because the shocking truth about the crime that destroyed her family nearly thirty years ago won’t stay buried forever…

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Today I’m having lunch with my daughter and youngest grandson (her son), who is almost fifteen!  How is that possible?  We’re celebrating her birthday (next Sunday is the actual day).  On that day, we’re having a champagne brunch with a group, but today it will be just us.

I had to pick a day that she wasn’t working and which I knew for sure wasn’t Jury Duty day.  I’m still calling in each night.  I hope I can slide the whole week!

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What does your Tuesday look like?

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