I’ve been picking away at this audiobook for a couple of weeks now. The cheapo wireless earbuds I bought on Instagram have come in handy; I could listen while cooking supper or folding laundry. Other than that, I really don’t get much listening time in, since my commute is now down to a few minutes instead of an hour+ every day.

Anytime I hear the word “vicar” it reminds me of that Friends episode when Joey finds Rachel’s racy book. It took me a while to get over that memory every time I saw the word “vicar” in C. J. Tudor’s new book The Burning Girls.

Jane Harper took me on another amazing journey through the Australian landscape — this time, next to the beautiful, perilous waters of Evelyn Bay. The Survivors was very different from her other novels, mostly because of the character interaction. It moved at a slow, steady boil but eventually the pot boiled over with emotions, arguments, and shattered lives.

My sincere apologies to the author and tour hosts for my LATE post!

I have been teased for most of my life because of my height. In fact, just the other day, two adults stopped me in the hallway at work, thinking I was a middle school student out of class. To be fair, it was a “jeans day” so I was wearing casual clothes. My friends have often commented about the way my feet dangle when I sit on a couch, or that I can’t reach the coffee mugs on the top cabinet shelf. It’s just life! Kids of all ages can understand the feeling of being teased about one’s size.

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I’ve been reading a lot of Halloween-worthy books this month, and it was time for something lighthearted. The Switch by Beth O’Leary was more of a treat than a trick! This book was out of my comfort zone a bit, since I don’t usually read romance novels. It was cute, funny, and had a special charm.

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A few days ago, I read an article about a man who shared his lottery millions with an old friend, after they made a promise to split the winnings if either ever won. Many of us fantasize about winning the lottery, daydreaming about early retirement and upgraded homes. Fancy meals and champagne tastings sound divine to some. But what about the blessings we have now, in this moment?

The characters in Louisiana Lucky could be the people next door. They might even remind you of yourself! Have you been the mom who felt a little out of place at a book club, or found yourself crying after a bitter betrayal? I connected with all three Breaux sisters at different points in the story. Better still, I connected with my own blessings. Louisiana Lucky reminded me to live my days with joyful contentment. It’s a sweet, charming read with a lighthearted tone, yet a deep message of friendship and gratitude.