I’m guest blogging at three different sites today — the inimitable Desiree Holt’s blog, the very gracious Cassandra Carr’s blog, and Romance Novel News. There are contests at both Cassandra’s and Romance Novel News sites for you.
Sweat coating her neck as the sun blazed down on her, Allie waited through Kathy’s complaints about how Lucy, as her boss had nicknamed her GPS unit, had steered her the wrong way once again. If she hadn’t driven out on calls with Kathy on occasion and seen firsthand how the unit repeatedly gave wrong directions in its breathy porn-star-sounding voice, she might not have believed it.
Allie in Slow Ride Home
Yup, my GPS is named Lucy. I can’t remember if the name was given to “her” by my hubby when she kept getting us lost, or by my friend Mary or author Anara Bella during our long drives to Cincinnati for Lori Foster’s Reader and Author Get Together. But yup, hubby and I now laugh and imitate Ricky Ricardo and his “Luuucccy” complaint. (It was Mary who first laughingly mocked Lucy for her ‘breathy porn-star voice.’)
Visual proof of how Lucy’s led us astray? This was one of the smaller mistakes she made:
As part of a trip for research while I was writing I Need You for Christmas, we drove up to Haliburton Ontario, and wanted to visit a mill on Horseshoe Lake. See the blue line? That’s the path she was supposed to take us. See the blue dot? That’s where she led us. She’s also panicked during a drive from Ottawa to Mount Tremblant in Quebec–she kept telling us to do a U-turn in the middle of narrow road winding through the Laurentians, and on a trip from Greensboro, North Carolina to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina — in the middle of a highway she kept telling us to “turn left now” where there was no road. All in that lovely breathy voice.
Although in Canada, we get to use my iPhone’s GPS to back up Lucy’s hilarious suggestions these days, we can’t afford the data it would take to run our Canadian-based phones on trips to the States, so we take paper maps with us still for those trips. But we still take Lucy–she’s guaranteed to make us laugh.