Four Eggs, One Ghost and a Funeral

In a blue mood today. Not an emotional blue, a beautiful blue! It could have something to do with this blue sweet pea flower tea. It’s a calming herbal blend I’m thinking of entering in the tea expo this year.

It’s early in the day and I’ve already opened two investigations and made one discovery! We went to bed way too early last night and paid for it by being up with the chickens! And Tommy had a dream that only 11 people came to his funeral. He asked me to please not let that happen. I responded with “Funeral? I wasn’t planning on having one even.” Not the correct answer. He called his cardiologist because his blood pressure was way too high and they changed his meds. And told him to cut the sweet tea! A gallon a day is excessive. With sugar.

So our new doctor is a saint and his nurse prayed with Tommy on the phone! Huge pressure off. Feeling much more hopeful now. I told you all yesterday that I was reading a book. The cover was nice, the title is While You Sleep. Mystery, thriller….anywhooo, on page 10 or so I find myself reading a very explicit few pages on what the ghost was doing to her while she slept. Sex with a ghost? Who knew that was an option even? So I read all day until I finished that one! Let’s just say he was a very considerate ghost.

Discovery Time! I have never been able to peel a hard-boiled egg. I’m left with the yolk and maybe a tiny bit of white. This morning I boiled some eggs and let them sit a bit and went back and opened the lid a bit to drain the water. Then I put the lid back on and shook the heck out of that pot and Voila! eggs peeled and whole and I felt like making a sign!

So I’m not saying a lot about the orange man serving Clemson fast food. But I knew right there that he was not a Southerner! The horror! He didn’t even try to pass them off as homemade. And even though as a Georgia fan I can’t stand Clemson, this was uncalled for. Manners people. Hospitality people. A candelabra in the middle of a Big Mac pile is just tacky as hell. They could have gone for fast food at home!

Enough ranting. It is 60 degrees and sunny today, so sorry David Payne, but no snow. And now I am off to investigate why Mitch McConnell was only in the Army for 5 weeks. Hmmm….

xx P

Southern Spirits, The Southern Ghost Hunter Mysteries Book 1 by Angie Fox

Southern Spirits (Southern Ghost Hunter Mysteries Book 1) by [Fox, Angie]

When out of work graphic designer Verity Long accidentally traps a ghost on her property, she’s saddled with more than a supernatural sidekick—she gains the ability to see spirits. It leads to an offer she can’t refuse from the town’s bad boy, the brother of her ex and the last man she should ever partner with.

Ellis Wydell is in possession of a stunning historic property haunted by some of Sugarland Tennessee’s finest former citizens. Only some of them are growing restless—and destructive. He hires Verity to put an end to the disturbances. But soon, Verity learns there’s more to the mysterious estate than floating specters, secret passageways, and hidden rooms.

There’s a modern-day mystery afoot, one that hinges on a decades-old murder. Verity isn’t above questioning the living, or the dead. But can she discover the truth before the killer finds her?

In Sugarland, Tennessee, Verity Long is at the end of her rope.

Recently un-engaged to the town’s wealthiest bachelor after finding out he was a cheat and hit up her sister! And his mother sued her for the cost of the wedding, resulting in her having to sell everything she owned. Including everything in the antebellum home her Grandmother left her.
All she has left is a dented up old urn that her ex didn’t want.

When she tries to clean the gunk out of the bottom of the urn, it turns out there had been someone eternally resting in it. And now, she’s stuck with him.
Frankie is still a 1920’s gangster and is not happy to be suddenly tied to Verity. When Ellis, brother to her Ex and a cop, asks for her help in ridding his recently purchased mill of what he thinks are ghosts, she may have found a way to save her home after all.

This was a just plain fun book to read. And I will definitely read the rest of them, as she has an excerpt in the back of this book, and it looks like she and Frankie are getting into more trouble!

About Angie!Angie Fox

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Angie Fox writes sweet, fun, action-packed paranormal mystery and romance. Her characters are clever and fearless, but in real life, Angie is afraid of basements, bees, and going up stairs when it is dark behind her. Let’s face it. Angie wouldn’t last five minutes in one of her books.

Angie is best known for her Southern Ghost Hunter mysteries and for her Accidental Demon Slayer books. She lives in St. Louis, with her football-addicted husband, two kids, and Moxie the dog.

The next books is The Skeleton in the Closet!

xx Patricia