tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-200380632024-03-13T16:07:38.466-07:0050 Ways to Leave Your 40sTurning 50 soon? Or know someone who is? <u>50 Ways to Leave Your 40s</u> makes the perfect birthday gift or holiday stocking stuffer -- for people of any age, really! It's a fun read full of medical advice, things to try at least once, unusual exercises, journaling prompts, you name it! Just click our Amazon widget below to order your copy!Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-73809202935807773992010-03-29T08:11:00.000-07:002010-03-29T08:25:16.270-07:00Way of the Day: JUST KEEP BREATHINGNewborn babies can do it with their eyes closed. So what's the big deal, right? Well, there's breathing, and then there's <span style="font-style: italic;">breathing! </span>Just ask the midwife, the athlete, the asthmatic. Ask the opera singer or the auctioneer. Ask anyone who does yoga or meditates. There are <span style="font-style: italic;">lots </span>of ways to breathe.<br /><br />You may think of it as just a nose-mouth-and-lungs thing, but in fact the oxygen exchange of respiration takes place within every cell of the body. Breathing is one of your autonomic functions, doing its thing whether you're thinking about it or not. But unlike the body's other autonomic functions -- the beating of the heart, digestion and such -- breathing is within your conscious control. And <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span>, my friend, is the key to the kingdom!<br /><br />Through breath, you can use your body to relax your mind. Through breath, you can use your <span style="font-style: italic;">mind </span>to relax your <span style="font-style: italic;">body</span>. Want to try it? <a href="http://www.drweil.com/drw/u/ART00521/three-breathing-exercises.html">Here are three breathing exercises from integrative-medicine specialist Andrew Weil, M.D.</a>Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-84331888635656367212010-02-09T06:46:00.000-08:002010-02-09T07:37:22.116-08:00Preparing to ExitNow it comes to the Last Day of my Forties, and I'm gonna make it a good one: first, a long, hot bath, and then some serious shopping! Just happen to have a few Benjamins in my pocket, compliments of my mama. (<span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks, Mom!</span>)<br /><br />By the way, as long as I'm blogging, LET ME INVITE YOU TO MY BIG FIVE-OH, DARLING! It's at the home of my dear friend and esteemed coauthor, Peggy Spencer, on Saturday, Feb. 13, from 2 to 5 in the afternoon. We're asking people to BYOB and/or bring a little snackie-something-wonderful to share. Email me for the address, will you, love? (sheilakey@newmexico.com) Because the soiree simply won't be as much fun without you!<br /><br />Tah-tah for now. See you on the other side!Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-24651122618970127212010-01-15T02:04:00.000-08:002010-01-18T02:44:50.714-08:00New Moon = Clean SlateTwo weeks into the new year, and if you're like me -- like most people, I'd wager -- your shiny new resolutions of a fortnight ago are already showing a bit of tarnish. Slipped up on the diet? Fell out of the daily exercise routine? Still sneaking the occasional smoke?<br /><br />Well, before you consign your resolutions to the trash heap of history, mark this year's try a failure, and set your sites warily -- or, perhaps, wearily -- on <span style="font-style: italic;">next </span>January 1st, let me point out that the calendar offers up at least a dozen fresh starts before 2011 dawns. New Moons, they're called, and whether or not you happen to be up at this wee hour, you've got one hanging outside your window right now!<br /><br />That good ol' "dark o' the moon" ushers in a new lunar cycle every month, and with it, a whole new chance to start fresh. So here's to your <span style="font-style: italic;">Renewed</span> Resolutions. May they shine as brightly as the <span style="font-style: italic;">Full </span>Moon, two weeks hence.<br /><br />And if they don't? <span style="font-style: italic;">Fuhgeddaboudit! </span>There'll be another New Moon coming along on Feb. 13th. And another on the infamous Ides of March. And another the night before Tax Day. And another and another -- May 13th, June 12th, July 11th, and so on and so forth, at more or less 4-week intervals, <span style="font-style: italic;">ad infinitum</span>.<br /><br />So... Finnegan, begin again! Why don't'cha?Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-26172951707232289562010-01-14T21:48:00.000-08:002010-01-14T21:49:47.114-08:00Dr. Peg publishes online<a href="http://www.familydoctormag.com/first-aid-and-safety/1350-forgot-the-doctors-advice-after-the-visit-heres-what-to-do.html">Here's</a> an article I wrote for My Family Doctor on tips to take home after your doctor visit. Enjoy!Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-89069042296841962652010-01-14T14:24:00.000-08:002010-01-14T14:35:07.262-08:00Word of WebWell, lookee <a href="http://www.40thbirthdaygiftsonline.com/blog/Anyone-have-any-good-ideas-for-birthday-gifts">HERE</a>! <span style="font-style: italic;">50 Ways to Leave Your 40s</span> got listed as the "Deal of the Day"! Thanks, <a href="http://www.40thbirthdaygiftsonline.com/blog/Anyone-have-any-good-ideas-for-birthday-gifts">40thbirthdaygiftsonline.com</a>!Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-11632742042588395332009-12-22T03:16:00.000-08:002009-12-23T06:13:48.646-08:00Remembering LesliLongest night of the year, and I'm tossing and turning, dipping in and out of sleep. It's not visions of sugar plums but rather snippets of to-do lists that dance in my head. And not really dance, either. More like lords a'leaping, these last-minute lists are. <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span>But what's really gotten me up out of my warm bed this longest night to shiver in the glow of my computer screen is the thought of Lesli. Today (actually, 12/21/09) would have been her 50th birthday, and I forgot all about it until today had become tomorrow.<br /><br />When the story of a friendship begins with two babies' being plunked into the same playpen while their moms visited, you know the reminiscences must be many and varied. But since this blog's overarching theme is a celebration (alright, and a commiseration) of aging, let me focus -- as Lesli did -- on the wrinkles across her brow.<br /><br />Of course, she didn't have any! Being a tender young teen, she glowed with a porcelain perfection inherited from her mother. But with a bluster more like her father's, she'd point at her forehead and implore me, "Key! If you ever see me doing this," {eyebrow raise} "tell me to stop, okay?" What's that? "Seriously," she went on, her eyes like saucers and one hand now tracing the furrows created by her sharply elevated eyebrows. "Don't let me do this. I don't want to get wrinkles."<br /><br />"Pippin," I said (we always called each other by our last names), "you're 16. I don't think you really need to worry about wrinkles just yet."<br /><br />As it turned out, she didn't really need to worry about wrinkles <span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span>. Cancer took her at age 44, and if by then her furrowed brow had begun to stick, well, I just don't remember. To me, her face will always glow with porcelain perfection -- rather like the sky outside my window this very moment.<br /><br />How long have I dwelt in reverie?! The longest night is at an end.<br /><br />Happy birthday, Lesli!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br /></span>Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-74312385254362082142009-12-21T10:01:00.000-08:002009-12-22T02:15:26.902-08:00We're On Facebook!We have joined the swelling ranks of midlifers doing social media networking on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/">Facebook</a>. Come visit our page and become a fan!<br /><br />Our <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#/pages/50-Ways-to-Leave-Your-40s/203352341783?ref=nf">page title</a> is the same as the book title.<br /><br />See you there!Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-14407670339398032852009-12-16T07:14:00.000-08:002009-12-16T07:39:52.774-08:00Late 80s and Still LimberIn the category of Way #5: S-t-r-e-t-c-h---I-t---O-u-t, comes this Facebook message from an old classmate of mine:<br /><br />"A friend of my Mom's who is in her late 80's dropped a container of sugar packs. She was helping set up the dining room for after Mom's funeral. I go over to help her but she gets down on her knees like she is still in her 40's and we pick them up. So knowing how slow my mom was, I asked, 'How do you stay so limber?' She said, 'Yoga!' Maybe I should start walking and doing calisthenics again so I can stay in my 40's and not age so fast."<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tell it, Dean! </span>Dean and I, together with all our classmates from Williston (N.D.) High School's Class of '78, are now "leaving our 40s," right on schedule. Nothing we really can do about that. Oh, but we CAN do daily stretching and strengthening exercises, as he suggests. Thus we may enjoy many more years -- indeed, decades! -- as limber lads and lasses, effectively s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g---o-u-t our quality of life.<br /><br />If you're like me, one of the first things squeezed out by an over-full schedule is exercise. I hope, during this busy holiday season, that you'll find the time each day to walk for 15 minutes or more, and to s-t-r-e-t-c-h through all your hard-working muscle groups. As Tony the Tiger likes to say, "It's grrrrrrrrrreat!"Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-6533718150099895322009-11-17T08:19:00.000-08:002009-11-17T08:50:47.033-08:00T minus 3 months and counting...Okay, I'm actually a week late with this (<span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks, flu, and good riddance!</span>). But as of seven days ago -- i.e. the 10th -- I'm within 3 months of The BIG FIVE-OH. Gosh, listen to me, slinging the numbers: "seven days," "the 10th," "3 months," "Five-O." Not that anyone's counting, right? But YES!! The sense of DREAD is starting to MOUNT! And this despite even writing a book about the joys of "leaving your forties."<br /><br />Help! Help! Anyone else out there feeling the dread of 'reeling in the years'?<br /><br />I see from Facebook that Val, one of my Williston (ND) High School classmates, is turning 50 today. Yeah, I guess the entire Class of '78 is lined up to do so, now, right? Who else is with us? Stand up and be counted, Dear Ones!!! "Turning 50 and proud of it!"<br /><br />Alright then, how 'bout "Turning 50 and there ain't nothin' we can do about it!"Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-37272498824515053902009-11-07T23:30:00.000-08:002009-11-08T00:08:33.988-08:00Happy Birthdays, BoyzzWith two birthday boys in the house this weekend, it's been an indulgent couple of days, and I expect my Weight Watchers weigh-in on Monday will confirm as much. Sigh... But why complain? My beautiful son is stretching toward teendom, and my beautiful husband is almost three years past cancer treatment and going strong. Life is sweet! So let us eat cake and have it, too, and may all groaning scales be damned. Happy Birthday, everyone, whenever yours happens to be.Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-66354240082420679562009-10-06T07:05:00.000-07:002009-10-06T07:55:38.045-07:00It's that Wonderful, Colorful Time of Year<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWapElgoVKsBsjHX2R8soblGW22JHXXELEWZDxOwCcHeqhEG4O4X9rQJfsaJ_0mQX9RIC9XpM9chHjDEPkT7-Tnyj6ycxnhKVZE7Z30Wysfqy-F6rIsSDe4roW3tepinADw3j/s1600-h/howdy+saguaro.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWapElgoVKsBsjHX2R8soblGW22JHXXELEWZDxOwCcHeqhEG4O4X9rQJfsaJ_0mQX9RIC9XpM9chHjDEPkT7-Tnyj6ycxnhKVZE7Z30Wysfqy-F6rIsSDe4roW3tepinADw3j/s400/howdy+saguaro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389496834187249490" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and I'm not talking fall foliage -- though that's always a sight for sore eyes, too. No, I'm referring to the painted skies over Albuquerque during this city's signature event: BALLOON FIESTA! Shutter bug that I am, I naturally do my level best (or, let's say, my upwardly shooting best!) to help win this Kodak-sponsored spectacle the distinction of World's Most Photographed Annual Event. Here's a tiny (and yet, gigantic) sample from my accumulated scads of balloon pix, doing double duty as a shout out to all my old pals in Tucson and the surrounding Sonoran Desert, where the majestic saguaros grow. Yeehaw!Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-52693790933185885982009-01-09T17:45:00.000-08:002009-01-09T17:51:05.202-08:00Okay, I'll give you another hintAs I launch the CHANGING MOON journaling group tomorrow (Sat., 1/10, 5-7 p.m., at The UPS Store at Central & Yale SE in Albuquerque), the focus of my talk will be CREATION MYTH. Bring your journal, come listen to a lovely little creation myth of Caribbean origin, and be prepared to apply the creation-myth concept to yourself.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">What are YOU creating in your life in this New Year?<br /><br />I can't wait to meet you! Bring your friends, too, okay? 'Cuz I can't wait to meet them either.<br /><br />Love Love Love<br />Sheila<br /></span>Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-60621299841591436332009-01-08T17:26:00.000-08:002009-10-06T07:05:39.337-07:00Please come this Saturday!You know what this Saturday is?<br /><br />It's 2009's first Full Moon. <span style="font-style: italic;">And </span><span>it's</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>the official start of StudioFiftyForty's premier journaling series: CHANGING MOON.<br /><br />I've been running all over the Duke City posting posters*. <span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>Have you seen any of them? Are you wondering, "What the heck is journaling, anyway?" Yes, well, sometimes the posters I design forget to mention the most helpful tidbit. In this case, for instance, I should'a thought to include the words "FIRST SESSION IS FREE." Because it is.<br /><br />So -- hey! The rest you can learn when you come over on Saturday, right? <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Please join me and a small, wonderful group of others at CHANGING MOON's Official Launch, this Saturday, Jan. 10, from 5-7 p.m., at The UPS Store at Central & Yale<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, near UNM in Albuquerque.</span></span><br /><br />Looking forward to seeing your smiling face,<br />Sheila<br /><br />* Don't let me forget to thank Peggy Spencer, the right-good doctor and my beloved coauthor, who did offer to help with poster distribution. Bless her heart! <span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks, Peggy!</span>)Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-24308033252695297092008-12-17T14:02:00.000-08:002008-12-17T14:07:02.838-08:00You are cordially invited (and so are all your friends!)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc2RN5NWsm7Dr5kOxAeg2Lg28lsrX7frtJXo5P7aH_DQwDNl_sOSGFpYwCBkvz5vqQYMcYka4dWsn3qvYN-B4ZTY9thjSZSXQGLMwkbrGXh5TMn9mDgSCdEDfHSQcTvJSOf0Ce/s1600-h/changingmoon-sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc2RN5NWsm7Dr5kOxAeg2Lg28lsrX7frtJXo5P7aH_DQwDNl_sOSGFpYwCBkvz5vqQYMcYka4dWsn3qvYN-B4ZTY9thjSZSXQGLMwkbrGXh5TMn9mDgSCdEDfHSQcTvJSOf0Ce/s400/changingmoon-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280883740489528242" border="0" /></a>Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-58037464993271009682008-12-16T18:03:00.000-08:002008-12-17T13:56:52.888-08:00CHANGING MOONHiya. Sheila here.<br />If you're like me, you embrace the notion of New Year's resolutions. Indeed, you embrace the resolutions themselves --- often the same ones, year after year --- until about February or so. Okay, maybe late-January.<br /><br />But what if we could <span style="font-style: italic;">extend </span>the "new-year-ness" of the year? What if a clean slate -- a clean start -- came along, oh, say, every month or so? <span style="font-style: italic;">Just in time</span> (in other words) <span style="font-style: italic;">for you to rededicate yourself to the cause!</span><br /><br />Well, my friends, that is the very gift the Moon gives us:<br />Every month a New Moon.<br />Every month a clean slate.<br /><br />What's more, every lunar month gives us a Full Moon, the perfect occasion for checking progress and reflecting on our own coming-to-fullness.<br /><br />This is the principle behind (and beneath and throughout) CHANGING MOON, the Journal-Writing Series I'm launching with a free "demo" session on Saturday, Dec. 27, from 5 to 8 p.m., at the UPS STORE near UNM (Central & Yale SE in ABQ). I hope you can come. AND that you'll help me spread the word.<br /><br />Please forward this link to your writerly friends, your "journaling" friends, your friends who love New Year's resolutions! Anyone you can think of, who might be interested.<br /><br />CHANGING MOON is the premier presentation of StudioFiftyForty.com, my new (well, <span style="font-style: italic;">newish</span>) "sole proprietorship" and a natural outgrowth of <span style="font-style: italic;">50 Ways to Leave Your 40s, </span>the book I wrote with medical expert Peggy Spencer, M.D. Someday, I will grow StudioFiftyForty.com into the "<span style="font-style: italic;">the</span> online gift shop for cool people of a certain age." Meanwhile, I'm bringing this baby out to meet the public in real space. Even if "journaling" ain't your bag, I hope you'll show up for the launch party on 12/27.<br /><br />Thanks to the magically well-timed offer and boundless generosity of UPS Store Manager <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mary Ann Mitchell-Carr</span> and her family, IT'S TURNING INTO QUITE AN EVENT! Mary Ann's brother, Donald Mitchell, a professional caterer, will provide coffee, teas, cocoa, and sweet nibbles. Mary Ann has ordered in 50 chairs (fifty! as in <span style="font-style: italic;">Fifty Ways to Leave Your 40s</span>!). I'm preparing a special little piece of "book art" to hand out as party favors.<br /><br />OH! & WE'LL HAVE <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">DOOR PRIZES<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">!!!</span></span><br /><br />Tell your friends, will you, will you? And plan to come! Saturday, Dec. 27, at the UPS Store near UNM (at Central & Yale SE, in ABQQ). Try to be there by dark!<br /><br />Hope to see you then!<br />Love, Love, Love (that ever-lovin' "Way #47")<br />Sheila<br /><br />P.S. Stay tuned for details -- dates, rates & offerings.Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-35525533805495401622008-10-27T13:25:00.000-07:002008-10-27T13:42:28.292-07:00Tune in, Ft. Collins!<span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;" >Sheila's on the radio again<br />namely,<br />"Memos from Life"<br />with host Barbara Bue<br />Monday, Oct. 27th, from 6 to 7 p.m.<br />on KRFC 88.9 FM or online at krfcfm.org.<br /><a href="http://krfcfm.org/listen.php">Tune in if you get the chance.</a></span>Sheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-51870246572008853912008-08-08T17:26:00.000-07:002008-08-08T17:37:39.199-07:00Happy Birthday, Deborah Cleere!Oh-eight, oh-eight, oh-eight. I heard the Chinese chose this particular date -- or lobbied hard for the Olympics in '08 so's they could choose this date -- because 8 is the most auspicious of digits in their culture. Well, I've watched this one coming with a smile on my face, because ever since I found out that my friend Deborah Partridge was born on 08-08-58, I've been able to figure that 08-08-08 would mark her 50th.<br /><br />Happy Birthday, Deb! You survivor you!<br /><br />When I saw 08-08-08 coming, I knew I must---MUST!---break my silence and blog. I do enjoy the number-patterned dates --- and that's about as far as my love of numbers goes. Me and math? Nahhh...<br /><br />But listen! There's a smack beautiful storm right on top of me as I type. Here in the desert this time of year, a gardener can see storms pouring rain all around, but nary a drop comes her way. So I really must go pull a big plastic garbage can under the downspout.<br /><br />I'll be back. And soon!<br /><br />Love Love Gush!<br />SheilaSheila Keyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033018932553080019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-59083336679879503662008-07-19T16:57:00.001-07:002008-07-19T17:06:23.909-07:00Our SouthWest Writers Gig coming upexcerpt from <a href="http://southwestwriters.com/thesouthwestsage.php">The SouthWest Sage, the Voice of SouthWest Writers</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How a Couple of ‘Accidental Coauthors’ Let the Muses In<br />Tuesday, August 19, 7 to 9 p.m.<br /></span><br />Establishing a plan for the article or book you’re writing is<br />never a bad idea, of course, but—have you noticed?<br />Sometimes the project has ideas of its own. Authors Sheila<br />Key and Peggy Spencer, MD, will discuss the wild,<br />wonderful (and, at times, worrisome) magic that intruded<br />early and often during the writing of their book, 50 Ways to<br />Leave Your 40s: Living It Up in Life’s Second Half, and how<br />these divine interventions resulted in a better book. Listen!<br />If these two women—a couple of opposites who didn’t even<br />meet until halfway through “50/40’s” development—could<br />manage to go with the flow, then so can you. Sheila and<br />Peggy will share ideas for knocking holes in that writer’s box<br />of yours, so your muses can breathe!<br /><br />Peggy Spencer has a B.A. from the University of California<br />Santa Cruz and an MD from the University of Arizona. She<br />completed a residency at UNM, is board certified in Family<br />Medicine, and works as staff physician at the UNM Student<br />Health Center and adjunct faculty at the School of<br />Medicine. Winner of the SWW 2006 Best Essay award, she<br />writes a column for the Daily Lobo answering health<br />questions, and contributes articles to UNM Parent Matters<br />and UNM Today.<br /><br />Sheila Key is an award-winning writer and graphic designer<br />who has freelanced for publications ranging from corporate<br />business journals to New Age magazines. She worked in<br />radio for ten years in Minnesota, Wisconsin and elsewhere,<br />arriving in Albuquerque in 1994 when her husband became<br />general manager of KUNM FM. Notably, it was the SWW<br />2003 writing contest that convinced Sheila to developing<br />the book proposal. She won SWW awards that year and the<br />next, and by then the proposal was ready. Thanks SWW!Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-30239104798148150492008-06-29T10:54:00.001-07:002008-06-29T11:00:50.808-07:00Another Radio Interview for Sheila!Sheila is interviewed by Women's Watch host Carolyn Firestone on WBZ out of Boston.<br /><br />Click <a href="http://multimedia.wbz.com/pub/m/20252556/women_s_watch_speaks_with_author_sheila_key.htm?col=en-all-pod_wbz-ep&s=3549&match=QUERY,KEYWORD=4">here </a>to listen.Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-24287214023443398902008-06-21T12:56:00.000-07:002008-07-19T17:07:01.871-07:00Give me an "A!" Give me another "A!" Give me an "R!" Give me a "P!"On the way back from Crested Butte, I stopped for the night in Gunnison, Colorado. Little motel on the edge of town, one of the few not filled up by the softball tournament that had packed the area for the weekend.<br /><br />The plump young woman behind the desk said, "Two queen beds, $59."<br /><br />I nodded, "Okay."<br /><br />"Got any discounts or anything?"<br /><br />"No." I never have discounts. If I ever manage to clip coupons, I always leave them wherever I'm not. "Oh, wait! I'm a member of AARP! Does that count?"<br /><br />"Sure does," she smiled.<br /><br />I was psyched! My first discount as an Elder American! Woo hoo!<br /><br />I felt like I had made a rite of passage. Small, but significant.<br /><br />You see, for years I heard my friends complain, "I got an invitation to join AARP! Man, do I feel old!"<br /><br />As each of them passed the fifty year mark, we'd razz them. "Did you get your AARP card yet?" Ha ha ha.<br /><br />So, when it came my turn to see the big 5-0 on the horizon, I decided to get pro-active. I joined them before they could recruit me. I had my membership <span style="font-style: italic;">before </span>my 50th birthday. Embrace the change! Be proud of your age! Bounce right out of your 40s and into AARP!<br /><br />I signed my name with a flourish and strutted down to my room.Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-72625032053403841992008-06-17T17:04:00.001-07:002008-06-17T17:04:38.113-07:00Peg does event in Crested Butte, ColoradoHere are some pics from the reading and signing event at Blue Moon Books in Crested Butte last Saturday. It was a nice, intimate gathering. This is the sandwich board out front. Can you make out where it says "Tonight Only!" I love that. As if authors normally do nightly appearances for a month or something. Anyway, it made me feel special.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrq6J92xfI1-E-8Ey8kO-th3emVbVDgfQscrfmRUaLWnJTd7VBsjreCXjFFlzDYE1HxqkE-NSUNXpJBv8bQr1rmMcaT3tj_fCPme62CWO0VhXzdpU6yCzeBweQFqiirrENYgj/s1600-h/14June+009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbrq6J92xfI1-E-8Ey8kO-th3emVbVDgfQscrfmRUaLWnJTd7VBsjreCXjFFlzDYE1HxqkE-NSUNXpJBv8bQr1rmMcaT3tj_fCPme62CWO0VhXzdpU6yCzeBweQFqiirrENYgj/s320/14June+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213002005094440690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Here's David, the owner and proprieter of Blue Moon Books. See how he cleared off the back wall to display our book? Nice, eh? He also hopped on his town bike (everyone rides everywhere in "CB" as the locals call Crested Butte) and rode up to the liquor store to come back with wine and a 6 pack of............drum roll please...........Blue Moon Beer! He was very hospitable. Thank you David!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUS2WPbUk92oS7hcKor6R0vkY-3iq7LhcY2z9DLn1llEpMvtScHI7WM7JFy6zAebVIiqXQ4l7lzO4R7KJAJ7xejc-rDHii9LpkMmUJRXvguo1O0jsH_Xwya9nf-SRAfrpN0lQ/s1600-h/14June+006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUS2WPbUk92oS7hcKor6R0vkY-3iq7LhcY2z9DLn1llEpMvtScHI7WM7JFy6zAebVIiqXQ4l7lzO4R7KJAJ7xejc-rDHii9LpkMmUJRXvguo1O0jsH_Xwya9nf-SRAfrpN0lQ/s320/14June+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213002002384160418" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And here we all are - the intimate gathering of which I spoke. Five guests made it a close and casual event. That's me in the middle in purple. Some of the others are locals, some were visiting from other parts of the state. I talked a bit and read a bit and we had some nice conversation about aging and other life topics.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPhnCwRrACthC4rZIoJrpqDGmOO3JrF1F_oBSyAPcD1Ixt3iFa1vI0c-k0GTxjEC8V9sMXd2B5jJyYOCbsZsDQXbeGjox3iGsVs_sDHT5XD1Q5y2Rty23aMLDpAw5K56t18pp/s1600-h/14June+012.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPhnCwRrACthC4rZIoJrpqDGmOO3JrF1F_oBSyAPcD1Ixt3iFa1vI0c-k0GTxjEC8V9sMXd2B5jJyYOCbsZsDQXbeGjox3iGsVs_sDHT5XD1Q5y2Rty23aMLDpAw5K56t18pp/s320/14June+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213001996918730546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thanks again to Blue Moon Books! I highly recommend this cozy shop if you're ever in the area.Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-36204729488466161832008-06-09T10:10:00.000-07:002008-06-09T10:15:13.586-07:00More Rocky Mtn photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzQlRfutV1KfluuUNw5T2Y81oMmTsXg4JeRwyJEI-HRsuHcK7BeDOaL1Jyz5XY5EhwdMFWk97_Oz33cVGkzL7FcjlfZrZxRSlCVMWll1YIn0ffVYowQQBf5HRDpQUN21rPASoMBw/s1600-h/GothicMtnJune9a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzQlRfutV1KfluuUNw5T2Y81oMmTsXg4JeRwyJEI-HRsuHcK7BeDOaL1Jyz5XY5EhwdMFWk97_Oz33cVGkzL7FcjlfZrZxRSlCVMWll1YIn0ffVYowQQBf5HRDpQUN21rPASoMBw/s320/GothicMtnJune9a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930790666870786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmKcp3WVtbWHWryLtD-BbwU_R_XtVtdA8yevMqwdjG_xliYhyphenhyphensW_KynP639stVad1HO9WU2ELXh2YhabtC7c7DsuxlX-axBMF3NBLq9JMrpzIF99SrateziyrUky5tArRiSH5IQ/s1600-h/crestedbuttejune9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmKcp3WVtbWHWryLtD-BbwU_R_XtVtdA8yevMqwdjG_xliYhyphenhyphensW_KynP639stVad1HO9WU2ELXh2YhabtC7c7DsuxlX-axBMF3NBLq9JMrpzIF99SrateziyrUky5tArRiSH5IQ/s320/crestedbuttejune9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930850941760114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7HmymAEUxNIAVxJuQnDxnC2fx8_TGtCDL9mdUlWaVkcdBEL9zy_-3rjXu_rkszp7KoPp9UDknlDOdUBOinHgnCbyY6Et7qieljj8J-KT349ZUzX4QF5H8jkeahdNapJK03JN-3A/s1600-h/BabyFrasera.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7HmymAEUxNIAVxJuQnDxnC2fx8_TGtCDL9mdUlWaVkcdBEL9zy_-3rjXu_rkszp7KoPp9UDknlDOdUBOinHgnCbyY6Et7qieljj8J-KT349ZUzX4QF5H8jkeahdNapJK03JN-3A/s320/BabyFrasera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930859240898098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oA-JwEaQ4HOgpailFWQZZa3FqkGxsJnsOd9NMdGIUCaYmDWwTrmhMEoMgE_-uQOuRpjsCLKegLrAkMvhfqSmHe2ybLhIbhpYN122sr3rOSrnh32He9vymLaiVB7BFeprenV7tA/s1600-h/EastRiverJune9b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oA-JwEaQ4HOgpailFWQZZa3FqkGxsJnsOd9NMdGIUCaYmDWwTrmhMEoMgE_-uQOuRpjsCLKegLrAkMvhfqSmHe2ybLhIbhpYN122sr3rOSrnh32He9vymLaiVB7BFeprenV7tA/s320/EastRiverJune9b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209930897357371218" border="0" /></a><br />There is still plenty of snow on the ground, but water is pouring off the mountains everywhere you look. Spring is just beginning here. These little sprouts become plants with huge leaves that staff runners use for costumes in the 4th of July parade in town.Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-84142113279155617322008-06-08T20:40:00.000-07:002008-06-08T21:01:55.025-07:00Back in the Colorado RockiesLast year and the year before, Sheila and I came up to this idyllic spot in the Colorado Rockies for writing retreats. This year, book finished, I'm here solo, in my u<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2F_z3NI467F37vCPVihMo5RNZe-CYR8i5OytE1Efw-U9ypmD1TdpQmsgNO8HuMSSe0a5Sv6gmq4j1qNSvWi3G8qo74rMSPZc2Vlqupn9We5PYDQQlzX2VUv18eBuC0sIGbd3dw/s1600-h/northern+NM2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2F_z3NI467F37vCPVihMo5RNZe-CYR8i5OytE1Efw-U9ypmD1TdpQmsgNO8HuMSSe0a5Sv6gmq4j1qNSvWi3G8qo74rMSPZc2Vlqupn9We5PYDQQlzX2VUv18eBuC0sIGbd3dw/s320/northern+NM2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209723937794227842" border="0" /></a>sual role as camp doc. I drove up from Albuquerque today, arriving about an hour before sunset. Now I'm seated in the familiar cabin, starting to shiver in the night that is expected to reach 29 degrees F by morning, listening to the roaring of the river, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7vgKYXhRgSlG39t23Gsq6Oe9yQLbp60LS974fVZYZSLfJnL_zbqpQgxD5kvEcRfXGUc9FfU4JmqZ3L05Byo-ZrKVBQQgY4Nwc9p437hhciNpCGxoHJOWhpX-GWw5YcFQ0i7fpg/s1600-h/view+of+rockies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7vgKYXhRgSlG39t23Gsq6Oe9yQLbp60LS974fVZYZSLfJnL_zbqpQgxD5kvEcRfXGUc9FfU4JmqZ3L05Byo-ZrKVBQQgY4Nwc9p437hhciNpCGxoHJOWhpX-GWw5YcFQ0i7fpg/s320/view+of+rockies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209723949868072546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8J2Vu_cvXQKqkA9ceIeJ3ev5o4SXscIdmTRlsITRf_AuwFzM0X6OX3VrGQr89uyWp7awbbkkmZCSrwXYzcH8p3BM8u9Mx8UPN_j948DMNceSykPLopTCL9ssujAXpw5Ew-LdgQ/s1600-h/near+tres+piedras+nap+spot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF8J2Vu_cvXQKqkA9ceIeJ3ev5o4SXscIdmTRlsITRf_AuwFzM0X6OX3VrGQr89uyWp7awbbkkmZCSrwXYzcH8p3BM8u9Mx8UPN_j948DMNceSykPLopTCL9ssujAXpw5Ew-LdgQ/s320/near+tres+piedras+nap+spot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209723930516254386" border="0" /></a>engorged by Spring melt. I'll have better pictures to post later this week, once I have daylight. For now, here are just a few from my drive up here.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwu9x01N8nfCZcihQEocqTbequ9fStQt627cI_fzkxwkCf-GJAPnQjhoaWJt_P6HRdmjLMw5W0Tv4p9a0_WWAmdrJGAte0GOIiN6eGHa02v357trqYMXZPptjTSm2_sOhjerH-xQ/s1600-h/mtn+on+co+border.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwu9x01N8nfCZcihQEocqTbequ9fStQt627cI_fzkxwkCf-GJAPnQjhoaWJt_P6HRdmjLMw5W0Tv4p9a0_WWAmdrJGAte0GOIiN6eGHa02v357trqYMXZPptjTSm2_sOhjerH-xQ/s320/mtn+on+co+border.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209723939466936146" border="0" /></a>Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-38172318406420450372008-06-07T13:22:00.000-07:002008-06-07T13:40:28.035-07:00Peg leaves her 40s!Last Sunday, the 1st of June, 2008, I officially left my own 40s behind.<br /><br />Happy My Birthday to you!<br /><br />I have to admit, in spite of coauthoring a whole book on the subject, I had some trepidation about reaching this particular milestone myself. I mean, we wrote a lot about how wonderful this time of life can be, how celebration-worthy, how joyous. And I do believe all that. I also got a little short of breath when contemplating my own passage. And I wondered: I can talk the talk, but can I walk the walk?<br /><br />I'm happy to report that so far it has been just fine. I woke up that morning wondering what 50 would feel like, and was pleased to discover that, of course, it felt just like forty-nine and 364/365ths. I felt no different from the day before. *forehead smacker* Of course I didn't! We change in increments, after all, and 50 is just a number. I left my 40s the way I live my life: fairly quietly and one day at a time.<br /><br />The day of my birthday I played in a soccer tournament for women over 30, and I am very proud to tell you that we won second place! Not half bad for a half century, eh? The team insisted I take the trophy home for my birthday, so now I have a daily reminder of how I started out Leaving My 40s like Way #8: Play Ball!"<br /><br />Later that day (after a delicious nap a la Way #7: Pause) my wonderful husband and kids took me to dinner at my favorite gourmet pizza and salad place, then we came home, ate chocolate (an absolute necessity on any of my birthdays) and watched a feel-good movie (August Rush) together. No big deal. No fireworks. The day wound down and imperceptibly slipped into June 2.<br /><br />We are planning to have a big party later in the summer, but even if we didn't, I'd be happy. I'm healthy; I have a great family; I love my work. What more could I want at any age?Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20038063.post-12995871207053732872008-05-24T22:20:00.000-07:002008-05-24T22:38:21.894-07:00BookworksOur last stop on our Southwest Book Tour. Back home in Albuquerque! We were graciously hosted by Bookworks on Rio Grande.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0CvxPxa_uDOf7zNq8srziRIHcr2VxvnM4KC4xhcMtYnSlSRiBQwqaS9Hkzsbf2SQ4A_x-e7OvKHsOLTvoq8WdLuU-qwTSIWJfPgu2iiqPRG44K5jo1v-X9GYJTCP3tIzjCrDyA/s1600-h/Bookworks+storefrontjpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH0CvxPxa_uDOf7zNq8srziRIHcr2VxvnM4KC4xhcMtYnSlSRiBQwqaS9Hkzsbf2SQ4A_x-e7OvKHsOLTvoq8WdLuU-qwTSIWJfPgu2iiqPRG44K5jo1v-X9GYJTCP3tIzjCrDyA/s320/Bookworks+storefrontjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204184008193542770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5yq-2dBOyrffEPJbwCZIJmcBg-t0oatjsSTDoqwj0s_zRRAOBJZNT-Kw1D-ATDekc2zfVGStRqIGDwVOKgR4laJyoAyOa01KSd8k4uTkL29T1OX7j1wyr_9I6GuPNUABIEpfqiQ/s1600-h/Bookworks+white+board1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5yq-2dBOyrffEPJbwCZIJmcBg-t0oatjsSTDoqwj0s_zRRAOBJZNT-Kw1D-ATDekc2zfVGStRqIGDwVOKgR4laJyoAyOa01KSd8k4uTkL29T1OX7j1wyr_9I6GuPNUABIEpfqiQ/s320/Bookworks+white+board1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204184003898575458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On the white board in the foyer. Love that "no angst allowed"!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The in-store display.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSa-DQ4nhEBoLD3SOuVJa_Ubt7OtWDOsUIHi6VRfFgpStW2pufrUnf54Zos6XwIE29MNXYWB5IcKvRlct0Lec8YnXiXx2RkzEt1uv_1KYSQrRhcbjAFRSmeqCFCMFjqe4uL8qeg/s1600-h/Bookworks+display+table.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSa-DQ4nhEBoLD3SOuVJa_Ubt7OtWDOsUIHi6VRfFgpStW2pufrUnf54Zos6XwIE29MNXYWB5IcKvRlct0Lec8YnXiXx2RkzEt1uv_1KYSQrRhcbjAFRSmeqCFCMFjqe4uL8qeg/s320/Bookworks+display+table.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204183565811911250" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here we are doing our thing. What IS that green thing Sheila has? Google "Hoberman Sphere" or read our book!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYXe9sps-xNOVoLbfc6Dg-cH-Oxk9wZstqaa-iKEQVjDc8wyGM2wmga5twNc4-zPbaGbRZuGYpldjB0VQGMFLdd8q7t88aZFNpSimSU0ecBG7Wg0IbXmSh3ABUTNjzIAHRHzxAw/s1600-h/Bookworks+sheilapeghobiejpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYXe9sps-xNOVoLbfc6Dg-cH-Oxk9wZstqaa-iKEQVjDc8wyGM2wmga5twNc4-zPbaGbRZuGYpldjB0VQGMFLdd8q7t88aZFNpSimSU0ecBG7Wg0IbXmSh3ABUTNjzIAHRHzxAw/s320/Bookworks+sheilapeghobiejpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204182376105970226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There's Sheila leading the group in one of our "Cool Moves."<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHebwehPtLP8cAlo4SRdG9qnPvUaA2o6stFDxCuc5v98eDgi9icb7A0WOQZP3GSJXTxmOGbFHn6_T_Rqp_MwyLcbWb-MYfxLUJXPOqTozbw6ZIv3JFFJXbkd2SFPcRTJeyYrKUQ/s1600-h/Bookworks+sheilacoolmove.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHebwehPtLP8cAlo4SRdG9qnPvUaA2o6stFDxCuc5v98eDgi9icb7A0WOQZP3GSJXTxmOGbFHn6_T_Rqp_MwyLcbWb-MYfxLUJXPOqTozbw6ZIv3JFFJXbkd2SFPcRTJeyYrKUQ/s320/Bookworks+sheilacoolmove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204183256574265922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sheila reading. Note the table with our books behind her.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVClcCifsB0RbCMsCwiAsM3uQJEK5tjD_te6wAlZwcGOYkjpQPhbrGFKAmJqFhHIUCNTkZKrMbTzKL8MoP1W4-n3CJCb8wgmlHOE_uMleXs5cvr2WLz75Xrrc95b4tPOt0rskOBg/s1600-h/Bookworks+sheila+reading.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVClcCifsB0RbCMsCwiAsM3uQJEK5tjD_te6wAlZwcGOYkjpQPhbrGFKAmJqFhHIUCNTkZKrMbTzKL8MoP1W4-n3CJCb8wgmlHOE_uMleXs5cvr2WLz75Xrrc95b4tPOt0rskOBg/s320/Bookworks+sheila+reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204181839235058210" border="0" /></a><br />Here's Peg reading one of her "Doc in the Box" selections:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aC_gZhBXZc6COsbs_8OBPZOsUraasKhepPyE0Ki1vS7i4ecOh_NWJKBtVnVxrkzUT-A4rwetfPm418zke-Hm_g5r0b4QhyC9Bs0e-GrTSIp41gBh7dpRhi87JOx2ffd-fm892g/s1600-h/Bookworks+peg+reading2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aC_gZhBXZc6COsbs_8OBPZOsUraasKhepPyE0Ki1vS7i4ecOh_NWJKBtVnVxrkzUT-A4rwetfPm418zke-Hm_g5r0b4QhyC9Bs0e-GrTSIp41gBh7dpRhi87JOx2ffd-fm892g/s320/Bookworks+peg+reading2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204181529997412882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4xpMXRur7K_L5quP59IU8rLHhNCFE9fYJK3_SgwNw8Y6VF5msIAd19kd7Kswx0ayBkzGBdyl922b74XzisAZOpOkkK571qr-m51G2QlDMkxjxMnOqU6HHvAOZnIT94PhHFs2tA/s1600-h/Bookworks+sheilapegsigning.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4xpMXRur7K_L5quP59IU8rLHhNCFE9fYJK3_SgwNw8Y6VF5msIAd19kd7Kswx0ayBkzGBdyl922b74XzisAZOpOkkK571qr-m51G2QlDMkxjxMnOqU6HHvAOZnIT94PhHFs2tA/s320/Bookworks+sheilapegsigning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204181298069178882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Here we are signing our books. We sold 22 books at the event itself! Thank you so much to Bookworks and to all our friends, old and new, who came to the event!Peg Spencerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052139882594799076noreply@blogger.com0