Okay, maybe not officially, but it’s summer. My husband has finished teaching. Routine has gone out the window. I’m wearing shorts. The blog is in summer vacation mode.

I just came back from a quick trip to Pepper Pike, Ohio—a suburb of Cleveland where I grew up—to attend a book club/party of old friends of mine and my mom’s, including a bunch of mother/daughter duos. (Thank you, Peggy!) Such thoughtful readers and great questions. I felt honored to be feted by this group of women. And I got to catch up with my oldest friend, Denise, who used to come over to our house every day before school and hang out in our kitchen before we all went out to wait for the bus.

Of course the baby, my ever-present companion, came with me to Ohio. Accompanying me to various book events has made her an expert traveler.

On this trip I was once again reminded of how lucky I am to be able to write books. I’m so grateful for all of the support over the last few months. Thank you to everyone who has bought the book, read the blog, come to readings, and/or followed my incompetent tweets. My family and I are heading to Boston soon for eight weeks for my daughter to begin some treatment for her food allergies. Keep your fingers crossed. We’ll also be on Cape Cod for a stretch where I plan to eat my weight in lobster and fried cod.

If by chance you’re in Minnesota, I’m reading at the Valley Bookseller in Stillwater this Saturday, June 18^th, at 2:00 pm. I don’t know anyone in Stillwater so I may be reading to my three-year-old. Please come and spare her.

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5. Love Where You Live (Part 2)