With or Without Makeup

I didn't feel good on Sunday morning. A little feverish and over all general blah. So I stayed home from church, put my foot up to keep the swelling down for a change, and relaxed. Needless to say, I didn't fuss much with my hair and didn't put on any makeup.

My grandnephew has had his Jeep for sale for a week or so, and tonight a couple of different people came to look at it. The second one bought it. He went home to get cash, then caught a ride with a friend to come get it. Buyer and friend's wives came along.

All this is going on while I was watching the on-line blog of the ACFW Awards Ceremony where Fit To Be Tied was up for the Carol Award in the Long Historical category. My book didn't win. But I read, loved, and endorsed the winning novel, Stealing Home by Allison Pittman. Trust me, it deserved to win.

Anyway, my nephew is out front with the buyer of his Jeep and all of a sudden comes into the house and says, "Aunt Robin, you gotta a fan out here who wants to meet you." A fan? In my driveway? Now?

Why can't this happen when my hair looks great and I have makeup on?

I went to the door and the two wives, young gals in their 20's, cute as can be the both of them, walk up to introduce themselves. I made my joke about the no makeup, then one of the young gals says she just finished reading my latest series while on vacation. She had the first two books with her, and when she finished Fit To Be Tied, she made her husband drive her around to bookstores until they found A Matter of Character. Bless her heart. What writer doesn't want to hear a story like that?

And it felt just a little like the Lord said, "Well done."

Don't you love it when He does that? Whether or not you've got makeup on.

~robin