You Heard It Here: Happiness Is… Double Duty
Today’s happiness is working double duty. Sometimes my blog dates coincide and I’m not only here, but I’m also blogging at Not Your Usual Suspects. Considering I only blog (here) 3 times a month, it’s kind of fun when my days meld.
So, because it’s one of those double duty days, I’m going to do something I did a while back and give you both sides of a coin.
The topic stems from my daughter’s trip to Boston where it’s bitter cold and snowing while I’m in Los Angeles, sweating it out in almost eighty degree weather. The question is:
What season is best for love? (Granted, we have four of them to choose from, but I’m going to pick one here and one for NYUS and you can choose to agree or disagree.)
Since I love the warm weather of California, I’m going to answer the question with summer. Summertime means beach weather and (potentially) lots of skin, which we like to see in our heroes! Who can resist a six pack ab and tan skin over hard muscles? Summer nights mean long walks on the beach holding hands and/or sipping wine at a beach side restaurant. Or it could be a long walk in the park with the one you love while the sun sets. How about skinny dipping in a warm pool and canoodling with the one you love under the stars? Just seems like romance is easier in the summertime when you’re wearing less clothes. Haha.
(Doesn’t that look perfect?)
So tell me if you agree or disagree or what season you think is best for love! And don’t forget to drop by Not Your Usual Suspects and check out a different viewpoint!
I see what you mean about summer in California, but in many places summer is sticky and miserable. My vote is for Spring, which seems to be a lovely time of year almost everywhere.
Hi Lynne,
You’re absolutely right. I was thinking about a California summer. Sticky and miserable is never any fun. Spring is very pretty in most places. Nice choice. Is it too late to change my mind? Haha.
Ideally summertime is wonderful for romance. As you say, lots of skin,surf and sand, but being snowed in, in a winter cabin, with the fireplace popping can also make for great romance. Being Californian, I usually do set my stories in the spring/summer months though. It’s all good!
Hi Charlene,
There are definitely advantages to any season. I do love a roaring fireplace though. (Maybe because cold is so elusive in L.A. I think most of my books take place in the Spring and summertime too. Maybe I need to shake things up a bit!
I live in the desert so summertime is a nope for me. We all stay inside and run the air conditioning and try not to move too much. Ha ha. Fall is when we desert rats come out to play. Cool air, gentle breezes, long walks holding hands, dining out on the patio, oh yeah. Definitely fall. : )
Hi Robena,
Fall sounds perfect there! Seems like summer only works in certain geographical areas. LOL. I mentioned winter in my other blog and someone responded with a big no because hands are too cold in -40C windchill. Kind of glad I live in SoCal.
Having spent two-and-a-half years living in NYC, and, at this point, like, a thousand years living in So. Cal., I make an easy call for summer. And yeah, I tend to set my books in summer too. I think I’d rather write, “She liked the way his t-shirt showed off every rugged plane and angle of his chest,” than, “She liked the way his parka showed off…nothin’.” 😉
Hi Sam,
You always make me laugh. LOL. I scared the dogs when I hooted. 🙂 Yeah, I’m partial to a nice summertime, I think. More skin=more canoodling. Haha. Thanks for dropping in!
I love summer, but my vote is for fall. A little cooler and in most parts of the country less bugs with an occasional Indian Summer thrown in for some optional clothing kind of days. You still get t-shirts but long sleeved ones that get pushed up to show off his manly forearms. Yum, I love hands and arms. Plus, you’re heading into the holidays without the pressure of the holidays. Yep. Autumn.
Hi Maria,
Well…that was about the best argument for fall that I’ve heard all day. I think you sold me. (Although I’ll admit to being hugely wishy-washy on this topic. I’m up for love in any season. Haha.) Thanks for coming by!
I can’t choose. They’re all nice. Personally, I don’t like being hot, so I’m happy right now with the weather in LA.
Hi Kate,
I hear ya… I had a hard time picking a season (actually 2 seasons since I have the post at NYUS). They’re all good in their own way under the right circumstances. All you need is love, right?
It all depends on my ventilation system. It’s humorous but true. My husband and I have had summer evenings on the third story of our house that were suffocating with heat. We both had our limbs sprawled out away from our own bodies with ice packs on our chests to keep cool and the last thing I wanted was a hot breath kiss or intimacy. 😉 Otherwise I feel most romantic in summer!
Hi Tricia,
Yeah, I feel your pain. Too much heat is a mood killer. That’s when a good air conditioner is worth it’s weight in gold. Haha.
But summertime under the right circumstances is lovely. LOL.
I try not to anticipate because it always messes up my brain. Isn’t everyone in Hollywood shorter than they claim to be?
Hi Janie,
Yes, anticipation can be good and bad. We like the excitement, but sometimes the results are disappointing. LOL. Yeah, just about everyone is shorter than you think. (Except me, maybe!) It’s that big screen… Makes everyone huge. Thanks for dropping in!