Stephanie Newton Books

Okay, so I know that compared to the rest of the country, it’s positively balmy here in Florida. But I’ve been f.r.e.e.z.i.n.g. all day…we’ll call it a sympathy shiver. Here’s my favorite remedy:

Wow! 4 1/2 stars from Romantic Times magazine!
Here’s what RT says about PERFECT TARGET:
God brought Bayley Foster through when she almost lost her life to a stalker. When she retrieves a body from the ocean, Cruse Conyers, her cop neighbor, comes to her rescue. Now, even though still in jail, her stalker [...]

I’m married to a pastor, so it’s no big surprise I’ve been on mission trips. I love exploring the differences, from the food (I’ll try just about anything–I even ate curried goat in Jamaica) to the landscape (the banana trees in Ecuador are spectacular) to the culture. Did you know that eating the [...]

Hippy Dogs

Frou-Frou Dogs

I’m keeping my three and 1/2 month old niece this week for my sister. She’s totally precious, but for most of the day yesterday she looked at me with great suspicion–along the lines of who are you and what did you do with my mom?!?!
Somewhere around 1:30 this morning though, she looked up with big [...]

In my front yard

I was so excited I squealed, sending the UPS man sprinting back for his truck and the dogs to their hiding spot under the bed. But aren’t they gorgeous?

Yesterday at church I had the privilege of attending a baptism. My friend asked the members of our women’s small group to stand with her. I can’t remember when I’ve been so excited and so proud. And so blessed.
After the baptism–because we’re women–we shared a group hug. I couldn’t help but think that we’ve become [...]

For those who haven’t seen the movie and/or don’t have the privilege of living with a middle school daughter, here is a clip just for you:

I love the scene in Dan in Real Life where the single dad goes to pick up his fourteen year old daughter at the coffee shop and finds her with (gasp!) a boy. He tosses her in the car with her sisters and driving off with her crying all the way, “But Dad, I [...]