Monday, July 6, 2009
Issue No. 3 July 09
The Jewish Lady, the Black Man and the Road Trip
Charleston, the most charming of the charming! Noticed it looked dryer than last visit, not as many flowering trees and greenery. Sure enough, they have been suffering a drought for many years. The delightful early morning carriage ride through the gracious residential area, taught me that good old George Washington had his own church pew, as did many; that many shop owners lived above their store, and I do remember visiting family as a kid running from their home to their store downstairs. In today's world we have home offices! Right? While photographing, I went back to the Indigo Inn where we stayed (page 98) and an idea popped into my head to show the manager page 98 of my book; WHAT REALLY GOES ON BETWEEN THE SHEETS AT THE INDIGO! Sure enough they had to buy a copy to keep as a fireside book!
A TEASE FROM PAGE 98 FROM MY BOOK
We enjoyed our room in Charleston especially the soft large bed with the messy covers I had disrupted. We made love never able to get enough; with our lips locked, we wanted, as usual, to crawl inside of one another.
Book signing and selling out at Waldens
My hat stood straight up from all the excitement around me!
Charleston was good to me! This nice gentleman bought my book for his mom. hoping she will pass it back on to him! Another stop at The Blue Bicycle book store in Charleston. Must admit I have never had this much fun ever!
A TASTE FROM PAGE 96
Charleston is known for southern cooking. We found a little family-owned storefront restaurant. Sitting next to one another, rarely across, we read the menu together. "Southern fried-chicken and grits. What a treat! Sounds good to me," Xavier said. "Let's get one platter between us," he said, and then we can have two desserts." So what else is new? I thought. As usual, there were no worries about me getting fat. His cheapness drove him, but I didn't care. I had enough to eat; besides there were always more peanuts back in the room. When the food arrived, he proved he was right, sharing an order was a much better idea. The portions were large, with more than enough for both of us and plenty of room for dessert. Sharing our dinners made me realize how much I over eat.
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