Monthly Archives: February 2026

A heterosexual couple are shown on the left at their wedding and on the right is a photo of them 10 years later at the Capulin Volcano in New Mexico.

Ten!

Ten years ago, on January 20, 2016, I sat down next to a handsome stranger at the bar at Lou Malnatti’s Pizza on Jefferson Ave in Naperville, IL, instead of sitting with anyone in the writers’ group I had just met. Twenty-two days later, on February 12, 2016, we eloped at the courthouse in Nashville, where this handsome stranger lived. It’s now been 10 years, so for all those who bet against us, it’s time to pay up!

A white man and a white woman stand on a rooftop with the city of Nashville behind them.

Last year, when I was telling some students this story after relationship expert and researcher Ty Tashiro presented in one of my upper-level psychology classes, a student asked me how I had known my future husband would be a good man. There were many things that night when I first met Heath that I was attracted to, but what I told the student was that it came down to three things: 1) He teared up when talking about his dog, Lana, who was had died from cancer a few years prior; 2) He had a curiosity for knowledge and read more books than anyone else I had ever met; 3) He didn’t enjoy his job but he was giving it 110% anyway.

Ten years later, Heath has shown me time and time again that I wasn’t wrong. Of course, there’s so much more to him than those three characteristics! So, without further ado, here’s my updated list of 10 specific things that I love about Heath:

  1. When we walk around Waneka Lake together, he always heads to the Free Little Library to see what treasures he’ll find.
  2. As a surprise for 2026, he made me a day-by-day calendar that features snapshots from our life together.A photo collage; in the upper right corner is a landscape photo of golden sand, blue sky and clouds; in the lower right is a man with glasses, blond hair, and a beard; bottom left is a heterosexual couple with a small white dog between them; upper right is a blond main with glasses hiding the lower half of his face with his coat.
  3. He believes in my writing so much that sometimes he calls me Stephanie King, and he also insists that when my books do get published, I have to get special edition embellished versions made just for him.
  4. He wants to befriend a murder of crows, and he’s already picked out names for some of them, including Carl, Steve, and Hippocrates.
  5. He bought us a bird bath for our backyard to make it more hospitable for wildlife.Ten! 1
  6. He sat at the table the other day, watched some squirrels for about 10 minutes, and then declared, “Squirrels are hilarious.”
  7. When I gave him the “Guess the Book Title” holiday game from my Romancing the Tropes book club holiday party, not only did he play the game once, but when he realized these were actual published books, he asked to play again so he could put more effort into it.*A display of 20 romance booksTen! 2
  8. When I went down with the flu in December, the day before my niece arrived for the holidays, Heath took the day that she arrived off from work, picked her up at the airport, and then spent the entire day with her in Boulder so I wouldn’t have to worry about them.
  9. Even though I have not yet kept my promise of watching one violent movie a month with him (provided it’s during the afternoon and not evening), he doesn’t give me too hard a time about it.
  10. This is an oldie, but goodie and has been on my list before: 10 years in, and no matter how many times I pick up a banana, say hello, and then hand it to Heath, he says hello and pretends to have a conversation with someone.

Happy Anniversary, Heath! I’m so glad we found each other.

A white heterosexual couple are smiling with their heads together

February 7. 2016

*If anyone would like the answer key to this game, please let me know. Also, shout out to Vanessa in my book club who created it!

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Sign Me Up!

When I think of the parts of my life I can control (unlike the horrific timeline of current events we’re living through), I’m pretty satisfied. I have routines and activities that bring me small moments of joy, and every so often, there are big moments of joy, like traveling somewhere new, visiting family/friends whom I haven’t seen in a while, or any time a puppy joins a family.

A golden retriever puppy with a boot in her mouth

Lucy Honeybee joined my friend’s family last year

If I had to say anything was missing right now, it would be a lack of collective effervescence in my life.

For those of you who don’t know, collective effervescence is a sociological concept coined by Émile Durkheim describing the intense, electric energy and emotional, shared, or spiritual high experienced by individuals when they come together in a group for rituals, performances, or collective actions.

The pandemic stole this away from a lot of people for years, and I’ve written before about the first time I experienced it after the world “opened back up.”

But I don’t experience it very often these days. One reason is that I don’t go to a lot of events that naturally lends itself to collective effervescence, such as sporting events or concerts.

I also live in an area with lots and lots of people, and consequently, lots and lots of events and activities on any given day. These aspects of big town living can also dilute collective effervescence simply because of all the choices and, still being relatively new to the area, I don’t necessarily know the people I’m with, so there are no already established emotional connections.

That’s why this past Friday night was such a treat for me!

With a group of three other people, two of whom are friends from my romancing the tropes book club at the Westminster Library, we attended an Earlybirds Club Dance Party at the Fox Theater in Boulder.

A billboard sign that says EarlyBirds Club Dance Party
I have been waiting YEARS for an early bird movement to change when events are offered (no late nights for this narcoleptic), and while I’m still waiting for this to catch on, the women at Earlybird Club Dance Party are doing their best to make sure this happens.

The Earybirds Club Dance Party tag line is “A dance party for ladies who have sh*t to do in the morning.” It started at 6pm and ended at 10pm (still a little late for me), but, OMGosh! Friday night was so much fun and far exceeded all my expectations.

A club stage with a DJ and a projected sign with an ostrich and disco ball

Everyone there was happy and carefree. The music was from the 70s to today, the energy felt electric, and there were zero expectations that you had to do anything but dance. Although there was a lot of belting out of lyrics by all of us.

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About halfway through, the local Early Bird Club “ambassador” took the stage. I turned to my group and said, “If this turns out to be a cult, sign me up!”

The ambassador spoke about the struggles of women right now, and some of the loudest cheers were in response to her statement about how hard it is to make dinner for ourselves every single night for the rest of our lives. She then told us that tonight, “All you have to do is dance!”

So we did.

The night was collective effervescence at its very best, and I hope the Early Bird Club comes back to Boulder soon.

The inside of a dance club; many women are dancing, the lights are red, and there are bubbles

If you’re interested, you can check out shows on their website here: https://early-birds.club/

But be forewarned, most shows are already sold out!

Now, could we also please offer concerts at 2 pm?