Tex here, and today I'm talking more memories than food. You see, my men have been gone for the last eleven days, returning last night, so I haven't done a whole lot of cooking. Of course, I rustled up a big batch of chocolate chip cookies for their homecoming. You can find that recipe here. And since I was making cookies anyway, I made extra for y'all. So grab a cookie and pull up a chair while I tell you about my Mom's long history with Harlequin Books.
This is my mom, and we celebrated her 80th birthday this past Saturday.
Mom loves to read, but alas, it's now a bit of a challenge for her. But does that stop her from trying? Of course not.
Mom has always been an avid reader. I don't recall ever seeing her without a book. When I was a teenager, I used to make fun of her for reading all those Barbara Cartland romances. I still remember the picture of that woman - dressed in an evening gown, stretched out on her chaise with her little dogs. At least I think she had dogs. I do remember her opulent surroundings, though, and used to wonder if she lived in a castle.
But I digress.
Mom always had boxes and boxes of romance novels in the basement. I probably shouldn't reveal her secret, but she worked at a five and dime (no, that's not her secret). But when the books they carried didn't sell in a certain amount of time, they would tear the covers off to send back. Except she'd keep the books. She didn't care if they had a cover or not. She read every last one of them, starting a new book every day or so.
But then the store closed and she quit working. But that didn't slow down her appetite for romance. Instead, she discovered Reader's Service.
Recently, we had to move Mom to an assisted living and I had to cancel her subscriptions with Harlequin. The gal I spoke with on the phone commented about how long Mom had been with them. But don't feel bad for Mom, she still has plenty of books to read.
It's hard to tell, the way I have them packed, but there are over 300 books here, every one of them a Harlequin romance. Lots of all three Love Inspired lines, some Intrigues, Super Romance, and who knows what else. I found all of these while cleaning out her apartment, and she's probably only read a quarter of them.
Of course, she enjoys some of our most favorite authors.
I imagine God had a bit of a chuckle when I used to tease Mom all those years ago. Because only He knew that I would one day write those same books?
Guess the nut doesn't fall far from the tree, because I love LOVE.