My (not-so-secret) Obsession...

Yum. Just yum.

To go along with getting outted on another blog, Alcide and Other Obsessions, I’ll just lay it all out right here, give you the low down, tell-all for my obsession with Daniel Craig.

Once upon a time, there was a girl (okay, a woman. Okay, a not-so-young-at-that woman), who was at a crossroads in her life. Five kids, husband out of work, looking at a fifth move in four years (in four states), and this little lady was tired. And ready for something to jump start her life.

Casino Royale, the long-awaited James Bond movie comes out and she goes to see it for her birthday.

Epiphany. Major epiphany.

During the opening credits (the fabulous song, You Know My Name, by Chris Cornell), this lady heard a little voice that said, “Write a book.”

Long story short, she wrote it. And that’s how an obsession became my good fortune. Fortunately as well, 007 saved another damsel in distress (although the one in Casino Royale bought the farm). 

Everyone thinks Mr. Craig is kissing his lovely wife, 
Rachel Weisz here, but it's really me.