My husband and I went to the Festival of Mystery held by the Mystery Lovers Bookshop in Oakmont, PA, on Monday. It took us about an hour and a half to get there, but we did hit some rush-hour traffic.
I had a great time, and my husband didn’t complain at all. You have to love him. Books are not his thing and the Penguins played that night, but he knew I was looking forward to it. There were at least 40 authors there, signing books and doing short interviews. The place was packed.
I got to meet a bunch of the authors, all of whom were friendly and nice. Some I had never heard of, some I’ve read everything by. The picture on the left is me with Leann Sweeney. 
The one on the right is me with Shirley Damsgaard (left) and Ellen Crosby (right). David held the camera, the wallet and the coffee and I got to wander around all I wanted. Thanks, honey!
Of course, I couldn’t leave without a pile of books all signed by the authors. Most are for me, but I did get one for Amber and one for our niece. Amber loved the book when I brought it home, especially since it had her name in it, in addition to the author’s signature.
I would have picked up more, but I couldn’t justify spending the money for a hardback copy of The Bordeaux Betrayal by Ellen Crosby. Also, Kimberly Frost had sold out of her Would-Be Witch and Judi McCoy was out of copies of Hounding the Pavement, although she did give us a biscuit for our dog. I also have a few others in mind that I need to add to my to-read list.
That sounds like fun!
What a fun evening! I’m impressed that your husband happily accompanied you, especially with one of his favorite teams playing that night.
Looks like you had a great time and picked up some new reading material 🙂