A Pampered Life

In Sins of the Border the Catholic Girls take a trip to a famous spa called Destiny. All of Lila's friends get fabulous pampering treatments. For instance, Patrice receives a crystal facial by a therapist that looks like a Ralph Lauren clothing model. No, make that a Calvin Klein underwear model.

Lila gets a lymphatic drainage from a 5 foot 5 block of a woman she secretly calls Grunhilda.

In my life, it's my birthday. My dog, Macky, got a fluffy treatment and has his friends over to play. I get to work and have a 2:30 "gourmet" lunch of Top Ramen. But tonight I get to step out in Catholic Girl style at the Blue Martini. Now, if I could just take some candles off my birthday cake!

How do you like to spend your birthday? Love to go out and get crazy? Or spend a quiet evening at home? Anyone into spa pampering? What's your favorite way to spend your B-Day?

Practical Stilettos an Oxymoron?

I ended up attending my daughter's Back-to-School Night in a pair of semi-practical shoes. Did I forgo my fashion sense and whimp out? No. As I was racing against the clock, or school bell, to get to the event on time, I slipped on heels and bounded for the door. Hearing that the clickety clack of my heels had become a resounding CLACK! I checked my shoes, and discovered they'd been mysteriously worn to the "bone" by whom I suspected was my dog, Macky.

Not having another pair of spiked heels that would get me through the night and matched my outfit, I settled for a pair of low wedgies.

This morning when I was cruising through images of stilettos, I was taken aback by the REALLY weird ones. I thought it would be fun to post some pics, but feared my blog site would get censored. Then I came across the red tennis shoe stilettos featured at the top of the page.

What do you think? Could this solve the problem of the desire to add heigth without sacrificing comfort? Do you think stilettos in the form of tennies will ever catch on? My guess is no. Let's face it--there's nothing that makes a woman feel (or look) sexier than a great pair of heels. And, my guess is you guys think there's nothing better than veiwing a woman strutting her stuff in them.

Spiked Heels

I'm getting ready for my daughter's High School Back-to-School Night. It's the evening the parents scuttle from class to class to get a snapshot of how their student's day runs. It's also the night our kids get to say to us, "I told you I couldn't make it from my locker to class on time--that's why I've racked up 10 tardies in 2 weeks."

But it's great in that you get to meet all 7 of their teachers. One year I had a conflicting engagement and felt lost for the entire year. I'm very visual, and if I can't put a face to a name, I'm cluless. Factor into that a teen who doesn't want to divulge any more details than you can pry out of them and it's really tough. I long for the days when I regularly volunteered at their elementary school, and my children welcomed me into their domain with smiling faces. But once they hit middle or high school, it's a whole new game.

In Sins of the Border, Lila also shares these same lamentings. She also shares another problem I tend to have--clickety clack spiked heels. In Chapter 1 of Sins of the Border her shoes reverberate throughout the Catholic Church as she hurries into Sunday Mass. I can't tell you how many times I've suffered that embarrassment.

For tonight, I'll have to snare a pair of heels that don't make too much noise, as I perpetually run late and don't want to call attention to myself, or get detention. And because my daughter just switched high schools, I'm not too familiar with the lay-out of the land.

Now I just need to find a low noise pair of heels (I'm only 5 foot 2 so I like to add a touch of heigth whenever possible) and get going before the 1st bell rings. Sound familiar? Anyone into spikey heels? Or do you like to go the practical route?

Commercial's Over

Okay, now the commercial for Sins of the Border is over and I'm ready to get down to gabbing, er, blogging. I've been up since 3 a.m. writing so I may sound a bit punchy. Decided that would be a good time of the day to put together my blog. Entered about 3 good posts, kept hitting the wrong "Save" button and then losing them. So the blog I posted was not my fave.

Now, I'm crunched for time as I have to pick up my 16 year-old daughter who's hounding me to get her driver's license today. She's beeen cranky lately (any other moms with female teens ever have that problem?), and I personally don't feel 100% comfortable unleashing her driving skills onto the community of Scottsdale. She's not a bad driver, mind you, it's just that it's hard to let go.

What does this have to do with Sins of the Border? In my book, the main character, Lila, has a petite daughter named Ellory who is slightly modeled after my Taylor. Because they're so tiny, the seat of the car is always moved up to the dashboard whenever I (or Lila) want to drive the vehicle. And what else do the 2 have in common? They may be small, but they have mighty personalities.

Welcome to Sins of the Border

Do you love a murder mystery with a strong female heroine that doesn't take "nothin' from nobody?" One who's determined to solve the brutal murder of a beloved local artist--even if she has to use some unsavory and often dangerous means? Do you like a story that keeps you on the edge of your seat, makes you laugh, but also makes you think?

Join Lila, and her three feisty friends, for Catholic Girls' Nights Out, as they discuss forensics over flavored Martinis. But their gossipy fun soon turns deadly as Lila closes in on the killer.