MARK OF A TRUE FAN

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Hi there! So the Thunder played yesterday and lost. My eldest cried. My husband doesn’t want to talk about it. Me? Well I didn’t really watch the game. Unless I physically go to the game, I don’t watch it. That misguided preference of mine is what marks me, as my husband informs me, as not a true fan. A true fan struggles through the losses feeling deep enduring pain when their team loses. How else can you experience the insurmountable high when they win? Because I’m not willing to suffer when they lose, I’m not really a fan.

I have to admit, he has a point. But watching them lose is not something I can handle. It just hurts too much. The disappointment is too deep. Maybe it’s because I’m an attorney and don’t like to lose. No one really does but some people handle it better. I don’t. I’m a very poor loser. A burning rage surges through me. I get snappish. My stomach churns. I just don’t like feeling that way. So I cope with it in the most cowardly way possible. I hole up in my room and watch back to back episode of The Walking Dead. And, yes, I will be blogging about this show in later posts. It’s an excellent show. Thanks to the Thunder I am now on season four. But I digress.

Last night, I walked in and out of the living room where my husband, daughter and four friends watched the game. They were kind enough to give me updates. “It’s all good, Krysta, we’re ahead”.  The next time, “We’re still ahead. Don’t worry.” Then, “It’s still okay we’re tied.” Really? Tied? That didn’t sound too good. So I went back to my room. I knew all was lost the last time I opened the door. My eldest fixed me with a somber stare and slowly shook her head. Message received. Don’t come out. We’re losing.

You see, staying in my room is the way I ensure my team wins. Just like my husband changing his shirt and my daughter pacing. My eldest screams at the TV like they can hear her. My husband gets up and cleans to work off his anxiety. I stay in my room until it’s safe to come out. None of our tactics worked last night. The Thunder just didn’t pull it off.  So we’re off to game seven heading into hostile territory. I still have faith they can win. Am I going to watch? No way!!! So what do you think? Am I worthy of being called a fan?

That’s all I have for now. Thank you for reading my post.

Krysta Scott

Runaway: Martini Club 4 the 1920’s available on Amazon

Shadow Dancer coming soon from The Wild Rose Press

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The Road to … I forgot …

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Yes, well. You may think I speak “tongue in cheek”. I do not. I truly can’t remember. Or, rather, I didn’t have anything in mind in the first place. So I’ll start with ROAD…

The road from Edmond, Oklahoma to Santa Fe, New Mexico on April 9th was, well, fun. And, almost…uneventful. The battery light in my car came on just before I reached the Texas border. But after having things checked out, the car seemed to do okay.

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I got to Santa Fe around 3:30 in the afternoon and had a fabulous dinner with my MC4 cohort and bestest friend, Amanda McCabe. And yes, we had cocktails!

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Then there was the road to Vegas through a rainy Arizona For my first Romantic Times Booklovers Convention! An interesting conference that is so different from the usual conferences I attend. Just consider the book signing of over 600 authors.

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The next road took me from Vegas to San Francisco where upon I-5 I had a flat! Alas, a very nice guy (who wanted to by my car) changed out the tire and I was able to make it to Los Banos to remedy the situation and headed over the mountain to San Jose and up Hwy 101 to see my daughter, her baby and husband. I stayed 5 days.

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The next road took me up Hwy 101 to Santa Rosa where I was on the hunt for wine with the Harlequin label. Yes, well, it was a warehouse distribution center that had direct mail order project between the vineyard and Harlequin. So I bought the wine online, and now my sister will be delivering it to me, as you cannot mail wine to Oklahoma. (Stupid law.)

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From Santa Rosa, the road took me straight through the wine country of Napa, so of course I made another stop or two…

In the meantime, Thunder playoffs had started, so I was trying to make my stops coincide with dinner times so I could catch the games. This particular day put me in Sacramento and I missed only the first 10 minutes of OKC trouncing Dallas. (Round 1 of the Western Conference).

I’d never been to Utah and decided that should be an interesting road. And, boy was it! Once you cross the Nevada border into Utah, the speed limit on the interstate is 80 mph. Seriously? I couldn’t believe it. And it rained on me the whole time. I stopped in Salt Lake City and had lunch with my cousin’s daughter, Chanda. She is as cute now as she was when she was 3 years old.

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The road from Provo, UT took me from I-15 to Hwy 6 through a terrifying blizzard in my little rear-wheel drive car. But, hey, it was only 50 miles….till I hit sunshine and made my way through more rain to I-70 and over to Glenwood Springs, Colorado where I treated myself to two nights of rest and more Thunder Basketball without interruption. (This isn’t the actual blizzard I went through. I was too frightened to take my hands off the wheel to take THAT picture. This picture above is in Nevada earlier that day.)

After savoring those 2 nights, I hit the road again. This time aiming for the Longmont, Boulder, Denver area through some interesting weather, to spend time with my sisters and brother and some of the nieces and nephews. (These are 3 of my four siblings. They were making fun of me because I angle my head in pictures, and this time I didn’t. Ha! They look ridiculous…jk. They are the greatest!)

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I managed 6 days between Longmont and Boulder before taking the road to Canyon City, CO to spend some time with my other brother and his two very beautiful daughters! Was pleasantly surprised to find that one of the girls knew who the Thunder were and what we were about! (Okay, she has a boyfriend who loves them…what can I say? I’ll take what I can get).20160503_200302

By this time, I’m almost at the end of the … road … back to Oklahoma City, where my cat won’t hardly speak to me (for one day, at least) ! 20160522_083334

Thunder Basketball, where we have indeed made it to the Western Conference Finals, having knocked off the Dallas Mavericks and San Antonio Spurs, and hopefully, the next game in Oakland, CA, the Golden State Warriors. I want sooooo badly for this road to lead to the NBA Finals.

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So, um, what do you do for fun?

 

Mother’s Day and other Obstacles

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Hi there! I know I’ve been silent for a couple of weeks. In spite of my hope to post weekly, I got thrown off by mother’s day. So I resolved to post the week after. Missing one day wouldn’t be as bad as missing two. But as luck would have it, my computer started acting up. I didn’t know what was happening but my touch screen mouse wouldn’t stay in one spot. In a panic, I brought it to Geek Squad who took ten minutes to fix the problem. All they had to do was deactivate my touch screen. What a relief. I was terrified I would have to replace my computer. An expense I couldn’t afford. Anyhow, I am back. Now I can tell you about my mother’s day and the wonderful things my daughter and husband did.

My eldest surprised me in the best way possible. When I was a kid my family used to have lamb cake for Easter. I grew up in the Chicagoland area. Lamb cake is plentiful there. When I moved to Oklahoma I couldn’t find lamb cake anywhere. I couldn’t understand this because Oklahoma has a huge Catholic population and I thought lamb cake was a Catholic tradition. I found bunny cakes and egg cakes but no lamb cake. As it turns out, lamb cake is a polish catholic tradition. There is a large polish community in Chicago. That explains why I can’t find it in Oklahoma and why most people here don’t know what it is.

So this Easter I decided I would find a lamb cake mold and with the baking talents of my eldest, make a lamb cake. But I couldn’t find a lamb cake mold anywhere and it was too late to order it online. So there was no lamb cake for Easter. But that’s where the mother’s day surprise comes in. My daughter didn’t give up. She ordered the mold and on mother’s day I had my very first lamb cake in years. It tasted just like a remembered. Below is the picture of the cake.

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But the festivities didn’t end there. My husband knows that my favorite thing to do is watch a movie in the Warren Theater Balcony. There’s nothing more fun than drinking a Movie Mogul and eating a grilled cheese with fries while cinematic magic happens before my eyes.  My husband took us to see Captain America: Civil War in the balcony. Best mother’s day movie ever! I hope everyone’s mother’s day was a pleasant one. Next time my post will be on a more current topic.

That’s all I have for now. Thank you for reading my post.

Krysta Scott

Runaway: Martini Club 4 the 1920’s available on Amazon

Shadow Dancer coming soon from The Wild Rose Press

Facebook: www.facebook.com/krysta.scott.9

Website: www.krystascottauthor.com

Twitter:@Krysta_Scott