Dear Reader,
It's your last opportunity before the summer cookie break. Every month I bake homemade chocolate chip cookies for three book club readers and have them delivered to their doors. But the summer heat isn't friendly to cookies filled with milk chocolate chips, so I take a cookie break over the summer.
So this is your last chance to win the cookie giveaway until Fall. The cookies are real good, so be sure to enter. Just click on the link below to see the smiling faces dunking and munching. And after you read about last month's winners, be sure to enter this month's drawing. I'm ready to bake. Are you ready to dunk cookies? Click here to enter.
Thanks for writing. I love to hear from readers.
"Suzanne, I'm with you and will gladly sign up for the anti-ish demonstration. To me being late is just rude-ish. In academia, there's usually some sort of unwritten code about how long you have to wait for a tardy teacher to show up. It's a sliding scale, depending on the 'rank' of said teacher: longest wait for full-prof, then lesser amounts for associate and assistant, with 30 seconds being about the norm for an adjunct or TA. I'd rather lose a tooth than be late for a class." -- Marshall C.
"I so enjoyed your warm and caring article on Bessie [in the assisted living facility], I truly felt the joy she brought to you. I, too, get to experience that blessed feeling each time I volunteer with a local hospice group who graciously gives area elder/memory care homes 1-1 /2 to 2 hours of arts/craft experiences monthly. I am retired and well into my seventies, but I join along with small groups of middle/high school students to share an art project accompanied with many a spirited conversation with the patients in various stages of Alzheimer's or Dementia. My longtime best friend lives in another home across Silicon Valley. Whenever I visit her, I come away in tears. All of our dreams of sharing different experiences when our families were gone and we were able to retire are forever gone. However I feel so good each time I leave my volunteer position, each experience brings a smile to my face. And even though my friend hardly knows me I know that I am giving back in her name as I cut and paste my way through another art project. Thank you for drawing attention to our warm and caring elders who so appreciate our hugs or smiles." -- Carol N.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
Suzanne@DearReader.com
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