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The Big Book Push

Today is the official day! My book is out and people are already buying it on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. You can even download I Thought I Grew Up to your Kindle if you're so inclined ;-)

I confess I'm nervous about the whole thing. How many of us decide to share how often we cry or get laid in print, knowing our Mother’s or future dates will be reading? I’m wondering if first dates that read I Thought I Grew Up will be too nervous for a second date…

I hope you’ll all take a moment to support your fellow BoomerGirl and rush to Amazon to buy copy of I Thought I Grew Up! Even more, I hope you’ll let me know what you think by stopping by my Fan Page or my Reading Group on Facebook and sharing your thoughts.

Tomorrow is the launch party and book reading. Wish me luck!

And now….. I’m on my way to have my lip and chin wax for the big occasion ;-) Ahhhh the things we girls have to do as we get older!

Oh..... don't you just love the bookstore window where my reading will be?

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