Saturday, January 30, 2016

Friends with a Murder

Friends with a Murderer

Pay no mind to the fat girl in the middle.  That's another story all on its own.

The blonde on the left is Deedra Grubbs and her husband's name is Bobbie.  They attended my church and small bible study group that was held in our Associate Pastor's home each week.

I hit it off with Deedra right away because of her dry southern sense of humor.  We started spending more and more time together.  I fell in love with their 2 young daughters, and even threw a little birthday party for their turning 5yr old because they didn't have any money to do anything for her.  So I bought her a birthday cake, some princess dress up clothes and a doll.  Her little face was priceless when she saw that it was all for her.

I helped Bobbie get a job at the warehouse that I worked at.  Soon after, there was a break in where the computer, cash and tools were stolen. 

No one ever suspected Bobbie and Deedra.  Not until years later.  Then it all made sense. 

But the Monday after the weekend break in, I remember Bobbie stomping around acting all mad about it as it if were his things that were stolen.  Him finding where "they got in at", offering to weld up the area to make sure it never happens again, blah blah blah. 

Again, at no time did anyone suspect him and Deedra at all.

But after it happened, Deedra wouldn't let me in her home when I went to check on her, probably because of the new computer they had obtained, which was my work computer.

Soon after that, Deedra just snapped, said that "her rainbow didn't include my color" and "I just wanted her for her money".

None of it made sense.  It was literally mind boggling.  But speaking to other people in the church, it was believed that they were getting involved in drugs again and were doing and saying strange things to them too.

So they disappeared from our lives.

Then one day a few years ago, they were all over the news.  A manhunt was underway for them, there was live coverage, their pictures were everywhere.

They severely beat a woman that Deedra was cleaning a house for and robbed her.  They shot 3 people and one cleaning lady at a motel was killed.

They are both serving life sentences for Capital Murder.

Friday, January 29, 2016

Confessions of a Pen Addict

Confessions of a Pen Addict

We could have $60 in our bank account and I will have no problem spending $50 on pens at Office Max, even though I already have a million pens that are my favorite and won't use because they are my favorite, so I need to buy more pens to use, but then I find out that they are my new favorites, so I won't use them either because they are my new favorites, and I go to my old favorites to use, then I remember that those are my favorites too, so I just end up not using any of them and stealing a pen out of someone's car instead.

Hello, my name is Barbara and I'm mentally ill.

*Ahem, this is only my drawer pens.   I have gallon zip lock bags full of pens too. 
And swag bags full of pens from author signings.
And pens in unopened packages.
And don't get me started on mechanical pencils.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Nine Minutes and Out of Time by Beth Flynn

Reviewed by Blue's Book Reviews

Nine Minutes by Beth Flynn has been on my very long list of books to read for what feels like forever.  I was making a drive up to Dallas for an author event and wanted to find a book to listen to for the drive there and back to keep me company.  After looking through all of my options, I zeroed in on Nine Minutes and pulled the trigger.  

First of all, I'm normally not a big MC fan nor am I a fan of reading/listening to anything written in 3rd person.

Here's the BUT...but this writing and narration was absolutely suburb!!   This story kept me on the edge of my seat and left me constantly guessing at the who's, the what's, the where's and the DAFUQ just happened moments.  I never even noticed the 3rd person view and that right there for me is so very huge.

While reading Out of Time, I have gone without washing my hair for 3 days.  I also may have fibbed and told my husband that I was running a fever so that I could stay in bed and continue reading without fear of him being angry with me for spending 3 days wearing the same pajamas, hair a mess, unshaved legs and underarms while looking  more and more like a homeless bag lady with each passing day.

All because of these characters.
They consumed me.
They haunted my sleep.
They kept me from basic physical hygiene.
I'm sure that I've damaged my bladder from holding it for far too long because making the choice between getting up to pee over putting down my Kindle for 3 minutes was a no brainer as I chose to hold it a little bit longer.

Grizz.  Kit.  Grunt.  Blue.  Moe.  And wait for it...Jodie Marie.

Yes, you heard me right.  Jodie Marie and I are in a book together! Never-mind that I'm playing a bad-ass biker dude named, Blue, and now that you know that I'm really a bad-ass biker dude named, Blue, just be sure to not tell my husband.  
And then there's Jodie Marie, the foul mouthed Brit with bright blue eyes and blonde hair who shows up in the end of Out of Time causing me to squeal out loud!

Nine Minutes and Out of Time took over my life and rendered me completely useless to my family.  The headache that came upon me once I finished Out of Time was the hangover headache that I get when I finish any phenomenal book/series.  That sweet agony that we all seek when reading a book, that coveted book hangover that leaves us feeling lost, dazed, euphoric and sad, all at the same time.  
I'm going to need lots of aspirin.  Lots of reassurances that life will go one.  Lots of confirmations that I'm not the only one who felt this way when finishing these books.  

And finally, I'm going to add this series to my,"Blue's Freaking Favorite Books of All Time in the History of Ever List"!!!

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