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Christina, I’ve read lots of your books and I’ve always thought you were witty. That’s part of the charm of your books.  I, um, have only read one of Susan’s. But since you have given her such a glowing recommendation, I’ll read another.

Mai

Who would have suggested we do a nine-hundred mile book tour through Texas which included a flat tire, goat sausage, and a hurricane? Who would have taken her to the pig auction?

Of those three I would have to say that the goat sausage sounds the worst. 

Oh, and do dish about the pig auction. I’m really curious about what you and Susan did there. Did you bid? And win?

LOL Christina! I still remember the first big storm in Houston when you called and said in a very calm voice..."There’s a tornado warning. Step away from the windows!” I had no idea.

And I have no recollection of telling the girls that boys in high school would see them as one giant breast. Unfortunately it does sound like something I would say. ::sigh::

Actually we bonded in the car, driving to lunch when I accidently said something from Monty Python, which she immediately got.

The pig auction was fabulous. It’s held every year at the rodeo in Houston. We were part of a buying group and yet, we acquired a pig.

I, too, am a bit curious about the goat sausage.

*G*

Oh, yes, Susan. You definitely told my kids guys saw them as one giant breast. And they believed you. Which was a good thing.

And the pig auction was such a good time! I don’t know where the photos are—do you have one? I’d love to post one.

The booktour of Texas included a lot of painted watertowers—watertowers painted like cows, like flowers, like fish. And the first autographing was in a Walmart outside of Dallas at five o’clock, and no one bought books, they just rushed in, asked us where the toilet paper was, and rushed away. As we left, I said it was because it was 110 outside, and she said, “Don’t be silly, Christina. It is not 110.” Which it wasn’t. It was 114. 

ohh, I can’t wait to *meet* Susan. She sounds like my kind of gal!!

Susan--Do you have color coded post it notes too??

Susan wrote, “The pig auction was fabulous. It’s held every year at the rodeo in Houston. We were part of a buying group and yet, we acquired a pig.”

I almost fell off my chair when I read that. I was funning when I asked if you won a bid for a pig. Now that I know it’s true, I’m imagining a “Pride and Prejudice” like scene, with the pig snorting (oh yes, I remember from the chat yesterday) its way into Christina’s house.

Christina wrote, “...they just rushed in, asked us where the toilet paper was, and rushed away.”

What silly people they were to have missed the golden opportunity to own signed first editions by Mallery and Dodd.

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Keira, we didn’t keep the pig. It was donated to charity ... and eaten.

Don’t even ask about what we ate for breakfast, or the ice sculpture of the pig ...

Yes, Keira, pls, come to the autographing in Dallas! We can’t wait to see you!

Ahhh! A warm, body-cleansing laugh!! What a way to end a cold Monday!!!

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Connie: A quick note here to let you know that I commented on your great interview on bookstoredeb’s blog.

I’m actually very new to Susan Mallery.  I doubt I’ll catch up on all 100 books, but it’s nice to know I could if I tried really hard.

I think I fell for the “wow, that looks nice” feeling at the grocery store.  Darn that grocery store for selling books.  It gets me every time.

I just finished Sizzling last week and have The Sparkling One on my nightstand waiting in the wings.

Let me be clear that we didn’t eat the pig. I believe the, ah, contents were donated to a shelter or food bank. The money went to the kid who raised said pig, for college. However the breakfast before the auction was complete with a pig ice sculpture, plenty of pork products and lots and lots of liquor...it was about 8 in the morning. People are really weird when they’re drunk at 8 in the morning!

Okay, lucky I wasn’t sipping coffee when I read Christina’s intro.

This is my first post on the “newer” squawk, though of course I’ve been lurking and laughing and nodding.

Had to post now to agree that yes, Susan is the most organized person on the planet.  She’s in love with her office supplies.  Honestly.  In love.  She orgasms when she visits the office supply store.  But it’s not just sex, it’s true love!

She’s an amazing person to have as a friend and I’m always grateful that I can claim her as mine.  I once proposed to her.  But then there was the problem that we’re both already married--not to mention, straight.  So maybe in another lifetime....

Oh, and I read her latest, Sizzling, on a plane just last week.  I laughed out loud.  I sighed.  And then, when she went and broke my heart, I cried.  Yes, fellow-travelers were looking at me funny.  Too bad.  Best time I ever had on a plane. 

Well, other than that time with the cherries and whip cream.  But I suppose I’d better not go into that here…

Christina Dodd said:
Eventually I was reduced to saying, in a surly tone, “Oh, yeah? Well, I’m witty, too.”

Yes, Christina you Are indeed Very Witty. Your posts have made me choke with laughter so many times that I have started to call you Christina “The Heimlich Maneuver” Dodd.

hi susan love your books, please blog more often

Christine Rimmer said, “he orgasms when she visits the office supply store.  But it’s not just sex, it’s true love!”

Yes, but it’s so embarrassing when you’re in Office Depot with her.

Thanks, Julie! I’ll start signing my emails as CTHMD. It sounds important, ya know?

Why, you Are important Christina! Especially To computer manufactures.
I bet the sales of keyboards and computer cleaning products have quadrupled since you have been posting. I don’t know how many times I have been caught of guard by something that you wrote …and I ended up spitting coffee all over my poor keyboard. 

That reminds me.
Connie, I think that certain posts should come with a label on them. Something like WARNING: Choking Hazard… Handle with Care...Proceed At Your Own Risk…

Christina, re the Office Depot orgasms, well, with every dear friend, there’s always something…