I met Elisabeth Naughton a few years ago at an author dinner that was great fun. She made a comment about someone’s age being “really old.” It happened to be how old I was at the time–much to her embarrassment. I have teased her mercilessly since and in the interest of putting that slight behind us (no, not really, I will tease her as long as my old age and failing memory allows me) I wanted to introduce her to you. Besides, she writes great books.
1) Favorite indulgence: Not sure I can post the answer to this without getting arrested. Or at the very least a scathing phone call from my mother. Since I would like to avoid both, I shall pick something tame . . . My favorite indulgence is a glass of pinot noir, a hot bubble bath and a good book. AND A LOCKED BATHROOM DOOR. And while I’m having this little fantasy, I’ll add in NO fingers waggling underneath the door and little voices calling, “Are you done yet? Can I come in? Why do you want to be in there alone anyway?”
EB: Elisabeth and I are both the mother of boys. So we share an affinity for getting away….
2) First memory: Climbing on my metal dollhouse (yes, metal. What the hell were toy manufacturers and parents thinking in the old days?!) to look out my window at my older brother who was teasing me because I had to take a nap and he didn’t. I fell (you saw that coming, didn’t you?) and sliced up my nose. Still have the scar! Ah, good times.
EB: Hey, I have a scar on the back of my head from climbing up on a bathroom counter to escape my brother . . .
3) Most played song on your iPod: I had to look this one up. “Breathe” by Breaking Benjamin. Using it to get into my current hero’s head. (Listening to it a lot as his head is a very scary place.)
4) Coolest celeb you’ve ever met: Mariano Rivera. Used to be the closer for the NY Yankees. Very nice guy and I didn’t need to unbutton my shirt to get his autograph!
That’s sort of an inside joke. When we were first together the hubby and I went to a San Francisco Giants/Houston Astros game. He wanted Craig Biggio’s autograph so he handed me the ball and said, “Unbutton your shirt and lean way over the railing.” I did. (I blame my stupidity on being young and in love.) Craig, though, bypassed me and my measly cleavage and went for the supermodel at my right. But I did get the autograph of some fat, tobacco chewing player I can’t name and want to forget. You’ll be happy to know I wised up a whole lot after that – and the hubby never ever asked me to do that again (He wised up too. Pretty sure the silent treatment he got through the game did its job.)
5) Best advice your mother/grandmother/cool funky aunt/sister/college roommate gave you about men: This came from my mother. It was my sex talk before leaving for college: “Don’t be stupid. But if you’re going to be stupid, don’t be stupid about the way you’re being stupid.”
Words to live by, I think.
Elisabeth has a new book out, TEMPTED, which as you can see should be read alone, in the bathtub with extra candles. ‘Cause you aren’t going to want to put it down. To read an excerpt and learn more about Elisabeth’s other books, visit her website, www.elisabethnaughton.com
I’m NEVER going to live that down, am I? I’m convinced you were hearing things. (And no…I’m not implying you have age-related hearing loss. LOL Lordy…I’m gonna stop now that I’m behind.)
Congrats on the new release, Elisabeth.
I love your mother’s advice!
I remember, as a child, wondering what my parents would want to do anything without us kids; after all, WE were the fun.
Surprisingly well-written and ifnormaivte for a free online article.
ROFL @ Elisabeth’s answers, especially your mothers sex talk…priceless!!! And I’m glad that someone actually has bathroom doors that lock…my children know how to pick the lock to get in….NO PRIVACY WHATSOEVER!!!