Tuesday Coffee With Tonya and Weekly Giveaway!

Good morning, Y'all!!
Shoowweeee. I can't lie. I have to tell you that last week was one of the roughest weeks I've had in a long time. I'm one of those people who hold in stress. I wanted to make sure Scooter didn't scratch out his staples, so for seven nights I slept on the floor or we moved to the couch with him. He isn't comfortable sleeping in my bed anymore or being upstairs since he's been blind. Plus he likes being by his water bowl.
To make a long story longer (which I'm really good at), I didn't get much sleep but Scooter did. Add upon top of no sleep, taking care of Charlie and giving him his 25 pills a day for his various illnesses, making sure Scooter is eating and writing a book.....THEN....Scooter's eye started to ooze. I about had a full blown conniption. I might've acted ugly towards people I love because I was on edge. So much so that my mama had driven two hours to stay with me. She was here to take care of the dogs while Eddy took care of all the other stuff and I could write.
Well...Y'all! That didn't work. I still had to have my hand in every pot that was boiling. This meant, I still got zero rest and my body was pushed to it's limit. Luckily, Scooter's eye was normal and it wasn't frank blood.
I woke up on Thursday and I was so dizzy, nauseous, and practically out of my head that my family pulled an intervention! First, my sister took away all my electronics including my Apple Watch. Smart girl. They put me on bed rest for a couple of days because the stress of it all had just throw me for a loop. They were right. I needed to just rest.
Saturday, Eddy drove me and Scooter to the vet to get Scooter's stitches out. He'd lost two pounds in a week and needed some fluids. Fast forward to today, he's up and moving around. Actually, happy! He's rubbing, back to chewing his bones and he even smelled one of the stray kittens under the porch when the stray was trying to figure out if Scooter was going to chase her or not. I'm rested and back to writing. Life in the Kappes household is right back on track.

In the end, it was me that was more upset about Scooter and his new reality than he was. I can't thank y'all enough for all the emails and cards you've sent. I've read them all to Scooter. As you can see below, Scooter is looking and doing great!

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I'm beyond thrilled Crooked Lane Publisher has put the first book in my SOUTHERN CAKE BAKER SERIES under my pen name, MAYMEE BELL, on sale! This is VERY rare and I hope you grab it while you can get it for only $1.99. 

Cake and Punishment is on sale for $1.99!!!
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In the first of a delectable new Southern-set baking cozy series, Sophia Cummings, pastry chef extraordinaire, must craft the perfect cake for an old friend’s wedding while sifting through the suspects in a murder. Bucolic Rumford, Kentucky has glowing fields of bluegrass, a fine selection of bourbons, and now a professional pastry chef. Broken-hearted Sophia Cummings has come home from New York City. She’s not there a minute before she’s charmed into making her high school friend Charlotte’s wedding cake. The kitchen at the Rumford Country Club seems perfect until Chef Emile’s body is discovered, sprawled near the stove, a cast iron skillet on the floor close by. With one look at the shiny, new frying pan, Sophia knows it’s not Emile’s. She offers her knowledge to Sheriff Carter and her talents to Evelyn, the manager, who needs an interim chef. The mood in the country club is grim: Emile’s peppery personality had burned members and staff alike. Sophia wonders which one of them burned him?

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