He's a handsome devil...

...even from behind!

Accomplishment

I wrote almost 7,000 words this weekend! It's been a long time since I've been that productive and did it feel good. See what an extra day off from work will do? After tomorrow I have another 4 days off in a row and plan to do some more writing. After I spend a day with my daughter and granddaughter:) Michelle is off on Wednesdays so I'm going there Tuesday after work to spend the night. We're just going to hang out Wednesday.

Tomorrow my 3rd monthly newsletter will come out. I think for those of you who joined that you will be pleased with its new look. If you haven't joined yet please do. The yahoo join now link is off to the right.

I'm off to bed now. Got up at 4:00 this morning and I'm tired!

Tootles!

Beautiful Albino Peacock

The day just flew by!

Got up this morning. Hubby and I had our traditional Saturday breakfast of coffee and home made waffles. Watched a little news and worked on some bills. Then thought, I'll spend a couple hours finishing up my September newsletter and compiling a mailing list. I joined an email site where I can pretty up my newsletters a little and make them more interesting. I'm pretty pleased at how September's came out.

I ended up putting together two separate mailing lists, one for my monthly newsletter and the other for special announcements. Around 300 readers total. How could this have taken me all day? Sure I broke for lunch and to put up a load of clothes but other than that my butt has been glued to my chair. Now it's 5:30 and I'm wondering, where did the day go?

I'm so glad I'm off tomorrow. I want to spend the day working on a couple manuscripts. Did I tell ya'll that I've also begun work on my first novella? Wait till you hear what the title is...it will surely capture attention!

Big smile here...

Urine or You're Out

This is cool! A friend sent this to me and I agree whole heartedly!

The simplest things always seem to make perfect sense. URINE TEST

Like a lot of folks in this state, I have a job. I work, they pay me. I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees fit. In order to get that paycheck, I am required to pass a random urine test with which I have no problem. What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a urine test.

So here is my Question.

Shouldn't one have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check because I have to pass one to earn it for them? Please understand, I have no problem with helping people get back on their feet. I do, on the other hand, have a problem with helping someone sitting on their rump --doing drugs, while I work. . . . Can you imagine how much money the state would save if people had to pass a urine test to get a public assistance check?I guess we could title that program, 'Urine or You're Out'.

Bookends

I work in a small office, there's only five of us. Three of us have been together for years and are pretty close. Melanie commented to me the other day that an old friend of hers in another office has asked if she might consider relocating to their office. When she confided in me my first selfish response was, "you can't leave me! You and Rita are my book ends."

Maybe that's a strange comment to make but it's the truth. I sit in between Mel and Rita so they are my book ends. They keep me sane. Not too long ago I told them that one of the reasons I look forward to going into work every day was because of them. We've been through a lot of changes through the years, stressful times where we've all at one time or another wanted to walk out. And there's always one of us who reins the other two in and makes us see reason, and we manage to get through it to face another day.

I realized my selfishness almost immediately and told Mel to do what she needed to do, that I would understand. But then I went on to remind her how much we, at our ages, hate change.

I was just reminding her!

One for You...One for Me

Two boy scouts went on a nature hike in the hills picking hickory nuts. Along the way, they filled their small pails and then started to fill their pockets and shirts. When they could hold no more nuts, they started down the country road until they came across a cemetery. The boys decided that would be a good place to stop and rest and divide out the nuts.

The two boys sat in the shade of a large oak tree and unloaded their pockets and buckets by dumping all of the nuts in a large pile. In the process, two of them rolled away and rested near the road. The boys then proceeded to divide out the nuts.

"One for you. One for me. One for you. One for me."

As they were doing this, another boy was passing by and happened to hear them. He looked into the cemetery, but could not see the boys, because they were obscured by the tree. He hesitated a moment and then ran back to town.

"Father! Father!" he yelled as he entered his house. "The cemetery. Come quick!"

"What's the matter?" his father asked.

"No time to explain," the boy frantically panted. "Follow me!"

The boy and his father ran up the country road and stopped when they reached the cemetery. They stopped at the side of the road and all fell silent for a few moments. Then the father asked his son what was wrong.

"Do you hear that?" he whispered.

Both people listened intently and heard the Scouts. "One for me. One for you. One for me. One for you..."

The boy then blurted out, "The devil and the Lord are dividing the souls!"

The father was skeptical but silent -- until a few moments later as the Scouts completed dividing out the nuts and one Scout said to the other, "Now, as soon as we get those two nuts down by the road, we'll have them all."

Monday Man Candy

Ha! This week I'm on time:) What do you think? They don't all have to take their clothes off to be sexy!

What Scares Me

Most of you know I love sci-fi Saturdays. I spend the whole day in my jammies, in my chair, watching it. I only move to go to the bathroom or fix something to eat. It's my day. Sometimes I don't even answer the phone. The name of whoever is calling shows up on the TV so if it's no one I want to talk to I just let it ring.

I've noticed that on most sci-fi days there will be a theme. One Saturday it's Stephen King all day, then there will be a Saturday with nothing but movies on about world disasters like hurricanes, tornado and mega waves. Then vampires, werewolves...well, you get the idea. If you watch it then you know what I mean.

Yesterday was filled with the kind of movies I don't like, but can't take my eyes off. They truly frighten me. I can take the monsters, space movies, killer dolls and just about anything. But movies like Rest Stop and Joy Ride are very scary to me. It's just one bad serial killer who terrorizes, stalks, and tortures his victims before he kills them in horrible ways.

I think those movies affect me so strongly because it's something that could really happen. And unfortunately does. Except for the end, when you realize the bad guy didn't burn to death when his truck goes over the cliff, and he's still alive to start terrorizing people all over again.

The Exorcist is the one movie today that I still can't watch. I watched it once in the theater with a friend when it first came out, but never again!

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Hard to believe...

there are still places this beautiful. Looks so tranquil.

A Tasty Dish

I made this for dinner tonight and thought I would share. It came out really good! It's a shrimp and rice dish and you can make as much or as little as you like. I made enough for a couple meals.

1 lb of shrimp (cooked, peeled and devained)
2 cups cooked brown rice
large onion cut up
can of mushrooms
garlic (I just used a couple spoonfuls of the jar garlic you can usually find in the produce section)
soy sauce
pepper
olive oil

I sauteed the shrimp, onions and mushrooms in about a table spoon of olive oil in a large skillet. Then added the rice, garlic, pepper and soy sauce and mixed all together. Cooked a little longer so the flavors would blend.

Yum! Yum!

For dessert? Mints!
(Actually I have a Reece's peanut butter blizzard waiting for me in the freezer for later) :) If anyone dares mention nutrisystem to me I warn you in advance, you're taking your life in your own hands! LOL

Tootles!

Good information about aspirin

I was glad a friend sent me this because I do take an aspirin a day, usually early in the mornings. Now it will be before I go to bed a night.

If you take an aspirin or a baby aspirin once a day, take it at night. The reason: aspirin has a 24-hour "half-life"; therefore, if most heart attacks happen in the wee hours of the morning, the aspirin would be strongest in your system.

WHY ASPIRIN BY YOUR BED save lives ....

ABOUT HEART ATTACKS
There are other symptoms of a heart attack besides the pain on the left arm. One must also be aware of an intense pain on the chin, as well as nausea and lots of sweating; however, these symptoms may also occur less frequently.

NOTE: There may be no pain in the chest during a heart attack. The majority of people (about 60%) who had a heart attack during their sleep, did not wake up. However, if it occurs, the chest pain may wake you up from your deep sleep. If that happens, IMMEDIATELY DISSOLVE TWO ASPIRINS IN YOUR MOUTH and swallow them with a bit of water.

Afterwards, phone a neighbor or a family member who lives very close by and state "HEART ATTACK!!!"and that you have taken 2 ASPIRINS. Take a seat on a chair or sofa and wait for their arrival and ..... DO NOT LIE DOWN !!!

Are we crazy?

A co-worker asked me this morning, "Have you noticed the older you get the more you talk to yourself?"

"Are you kidding?" I laughed with her. "I have a whole conversation with my grocery list when I'm shopping!"

We both laughed and started to compare situations and I ended the conversation by saying, "people leave you alone when they see you talking to yourself, they must think we're crazy."

I told her I was glad I wasn't the only one who talked to myself. But it got me to thinking. What must people think when they see me talking to no one? Are they jealous because they aren't brave enough to do it? Are they afraid someone will baker act them? Why do we talk to ourselves? And don't deny it...you know you do it, too.

Then we went on to talk about gravity but that's a whole nother story...

Oh dear...

I just realized I missed Monday Man Candy! I hope this makes up for it:) You have to admit, Tim is one handsome, sexy man. And more than that, he's a gentlemen and a family man.

Weird Dream

Boy did I have one the other night. Bob Hope was interviewing me and another woman for a part in a play, opposite of him. One of us was going to get our big break. I vividly recall her interview and he ended up picking her for the part. He told me the reason he didn't pick me was because my voice was going to take me a long way. I apparently had a beautiful singing voice. I told you it was weird!

Some people think our dreams mean something. I know we can't control them but I wonder why we dream what we dream. Bob Hope was in no way on my mind before I went to bed. As for the beautiful singing voice, I love to sing, but unfortunately I can't carry a tune.

What Brings Us Together

A friend sent this to me and I wanted to share.

A father wanted to read a magazine but was being bothered by his little girl, Shelby. She wanted to know what the United States looked like. Finally, he tore a sheet out of his new magazine on which was printed the map of the country. Tearing it into small pieces, he gave it to Shelby and said, 'Go into the other room and see if you can put this together. This will show you our whole country today.'

After a few minutes, Shelby returned and handed him the map, correctly fitted and taped together. The father was surprised and asked how she had finished so quickly. 'Oh,' she said, 'on the other side of the paper is a picture of Jesus. When I got all of Jesus back where He belonged, then our country just came together.'

An author's favorite two words

THE END

I count myself lucky

I survived another week of work. Today is the beginning of my weekend. I came home to a home cooked meal and a glass of wine. I splurged and had two glasses, and didn't care if I knocked myself out. I kind of napped on the sofa for an hour. It felt great! I'd like to nap every day when I get home from work, I'm so tired, but I know if I do I won't sleep that night. Tonight I can go to bed late because I can sleep in tomorrow.

The spaghetti my hubby made was fabulous! I didn't even care that there were splatters of it all over the kitchen. Isn't that what Clorox wipes are for?

This weekend I'm determined to finish revising THE PROMISE.

Sex Toys

Ever wonder about early sex toys, what they looked like or when they were invented? And by whom? I thought you might enjoy this. I know I found it, ah, quite enlightening!

around 1700

European health spas installed gravity-fed systems that sent powerful jets of water into bathing pools, much like the jets used in today's jacuzzis. While not specifically developed for female genital massage, surviving accounts hint that some women spent considerable time leaning into water-jet spouts.

around 350 BC

First mention of olive oil as a sexual accessory. Originally it was touted for contraception, but couples have used vegetable oils as lubricants ever since.

around 1400
Coining of the term "dildo." In Renaissance Italy, the Greek olisbo became "dildo," possibly from the Latin dilatare, to open wide, or perhaps from the Italian diletto, to delight. Renaissance Italian dildos were made of wood or leather and required liberal lubrication with olive oil for comfortable use.

around 1200

Invention of the proto-cock ring. The first documented rings were made in China from the eyelids of goats with eyelashes intact. The flexible eyelids were tied around men's erections, and the hardened lashes were said to increase the pleasure of intercourse.

1907
The Penis Stiffener wins a U.S. patent. This device, the first American PPA, was developed by Louis Hawley. It was a hollow, metal cylinder. It had a wide opening at one end for insertion of the penis and a small opening at the other to allow sperm into the vagina. It was designed for use by men with erection problems.

around 1600
Invention of the modern cock ring and clitoral stimulator. Chinese men slipped ivory rings over their erections to help maintain them. The rings were ornately carved, usually depicting dragons. Over time, the carved dragons' tongues extended to form a nub that would rub against the woman's clitoris and enhance her pleasure during intercourse.

around 300 AD

Invention of penis extenders, now known as prosthetic penis attachments or PPAs. These cylindrical devices, which fit over men's erections to make them look larger, were first mentioned in the classic Indian sex manual, the Kama Sutra, which suggested crafting them from wood, leather, buffalo horn, copper, silver, ivory or gold.


Debut of the first vibrator, 1869. Developed by an American physician, George Taylor, M.D., it was a large, cumbersome, steam-powered apparatus. Taylor recommended it for treatment of an illness known at the time as "female hysteria." Hysteria, from the Greek for "suffering uterus," involved anxiety, irritability, sexual fantasies, "pelvic heaviness" and "excessive" vaginal lubrication -- in other words, sexual arousal. However, since it was the Victorian era, women were not considered to be at all sexual and it was therefore deemed a disease. Physicians of that era treated hysteria by massaging sufferers' vulvas until they experienced dramatic relief through "paroxysm" (orgasm). Unfortunately, hysteria was a recurrent condition and repeated treatment was often necessary. Taylor touted his steam-driven massage device as speeding treatment while reducing physician fatigue.

around 500 AD

Invention of Ben Wa balls. Originally they were a single ball used to increase men's pleasure during intercourse. Some were solid, others hollow with clappers that made a ringing sound as they rolled around in the vagina. Eventually they were paired and used by women to increase the strength of their pelvic floor muscles, much like Kegel exercises are used today.

You know you're a Floridian if...

Socks are only for bowling.
You never use an umbrella because you know the rain will be over in five minutes.
A good parking place has nothing to do with distance from the store, but everything to do with shade.
Your winter coat is made of denim.
You can tell the difference between fire ant bites and mosquito bites.
You're younger than thirty but some of your friends are over 65.
Anything under 70 degrees is chilly.
You've driven through Yeehaw Junction.
You know that no other grocery store can compare to Publix.
Every other house in your neighborhood had blue roofs in 2004-2005.
You know that anything under a Category 3 just isn't worth waking up for.
You dread love bug season.
You are on a first name basis with the Hurricane list. They aren't Hurricane Charley or Hurricane Frances. You know them as Andrew, Charley, Frances, Ivan and Jeanne.
You know what a snowbird is and when they'll leave.
Down South' means Key West
Flip-flops are everyday wear. Shoes are for business meetings and church, but you HAVE worn flip flops to church before. (more than once!)
You have a drawer full of bathing suits, and one sweatshirt.
You get annoyed at the tourists who feed seagulls.
A mountain is any hill 100 feet above sea level.
You have a bumper sticker: 'This car climbed Mount Dora', and you know where and what Mt Dora is.
You know the four seasons really are: hurricane season, love bug season, tourist season and summer.
You've hosted a hurricane party.
You can pronounce Okeechobee, Ocoee and Kissimmee.
You understand why it's better to have a friend with a boat than have a boat yourself.
You've worn shorts and used the A/C on Christmas and New Years.
You recognize Miami-Dade as 'Northern Cuba’.

Meet Brenda J Weaver

I love to write and always have. It makes my heart soar. I live with my husband of 38 years, my cocker spaniel and pit bull. We live in a small town in California and love to walk whenever we get the chance and love to ride our motorcycle. I have two grown children with spouses and six beautiful grandchildren, four girls and two boys that are all the apple of our eyes. I love to paint, crochet, quilt and needlework and besides writing, I truly love to read, anything and everything, but mostly romance novels.


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...dreams are born within the imagination of our souls....let me weave the magic in yours

Time for another excerpt

THE SENATOR'S DAUGHTER
WHISKEY CREEK PRESS 2007
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Excerpt -
How in the world did he expect her to sleep with him lying next to her all night? She already felt the heat from their close proximity, reaching up to undo some of the top buttons of her shirt. She fluffed the material against her hot skin, thanking God for the cool air of the fan overhead.

In the end it wasn’t enough. As Brent settled into an exhausted sleep, Sophie lay there burning up, listening to his soft snores and undoing yet another button, and another. She tried to inch away from his hot flesh but their handcuffed wrists prevented her from getting very far. She couldn’t even roll onto her side, which was how she usually liked to sleep. She stilled for a second before fluffing her shirt again. What had she ever done to deserve this kind of torture? God, it was like a furnace…

“Will you be still!” Brent grumbled.

“I’m hot!” She whispered, defending herself.

“Well if you’d stopped wiggling you’d cool down. I’m hot too.”

This was impossible, Sophie thought, squirming to get into a more comfortable position. She was frightened but more than that, she was aware of his closeness. He had no right, forcing her to sleep with him! He released a snort as she continued to twist and turn.

Her fingertips inadvertently brushed against his muscular thigh. She tried to pretend it didn’t happen but that was like trying to pretend she wasn’t a woman. Besides, now her fingertips were singed and worse, tingling.

“Damn it!” Brent barked losing control.

“I’m use to sleeping on my side,” she said in her defense.

With a deep sigh that sounded more like a grumble of aggravation Brent rolled to his side, turning her with him so that when they were finally settled she was in the scooped out hollow provided by his body, with his arm around her. She gasped at his audacity, trying to scoot away but he yanked her back just as easily. “Now go to sleep!” he snarled against her ear.

Sophie grew stiff as a board, holding her breath, speechless with shock. The intimacy of their position terrified her. Their bare legs were touching from thigh to ankle. In addition, she could definitely feel the soft bulge of Brent’s member flush against her buttocks.

Oh dear Lord this was worse than anything she could have imagined! Everything at that moment became intensified. The warmth of his breath against her ear, stirring her hair. The rhythm of his heart as it beat against her back. His large hand resting against her belly, she could feel every one of his fingers.

Not until his soft, steady breathing indicated he’d fallen back to sleep was she able to finally relax. She could forget about cooling down now, she was hotter than ever, but at least she was on her side. Finally, after an agonizing hour of waiting for the unknown, her eyes began to drift shut and she sank into a welcome slumber.

Monday Man Candy

one for you ...one for me:)

Joke

A blonde drops off a shirt at the cleaners. On the way out the door, the lady at the counter says "Come Again".

The blonde says, "no its toothpaste this time, you nosey bitch"!!!

IDIOT SIGHTING

A friend sent me this in email and I thought they were cute. Surprising they're supposedly true stories;)

We had to have the garage door repaired. The Sears repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a 'large' enough motor on the opener. I thought for a minute, and said that we had the largest one Sears made at that time, a 1/2 horsepower. He shook his head and said, 'Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower.' I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4. He said, 'NO, it's not.' Four is larger than two..

We haven't used Sears repair since.

My daughter and I went through the McDonald's take-out window and I gave the clerk a $5 bill. Our total was $4.25, so I also handed her a quarter. She said, 'you gave me too much money.' I said, 'Yes I know, but this way you can just give me a dollar bill back. She sighed and went to get the manager who asked me to repeat my request. I did so, and he handed me back the quarter, and said 'We're sorry but we could not do that kind of thing.' The clerk then proceeded to give me back $1 and 75 cents in change..

Do not confuse the clerks at McDonald's.

I live in a semi rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the DEER CROSSING sign on our road. The reason: 'Too many deer are being hit by cars out here!' I don't think this is a good place for them to be crossing anymore.'

My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for 'minimal lettuce.' He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg lettuce.

I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, 'Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?' To which I replied, 'If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?' He smiled knowingly and nodded, 'That's why we ask.'

The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, 'What on earth are blind people doing driving?!

At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker. She was leaving the company due to 'downsizing.' Our manager commented cheerfully, 'This is fun. We should do this more often.' Not another word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.

I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the sake of her life, couldn't understand why her system would not turn on.

When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. 'Hey,' I announced to the technician, 'its open!' His reply, 'I know. I already got that side.'

It's That Time of Year Again

I bought hurricane supplies when I went to the grocery store today. LOL Okay, so it's only a big plastic container of drinking water. But I feel better having it in the house during hurricane season. I'll shop for the other crap when the weather man says there's a storm out there.

When the season ends we'll drink the water.

Oh...a little tip I picked up from the vet. Keep pillow cases by your door for your cats, just in case you have to leave fast. They won't get hurt inside pillow cases. However, make sure you only put one cat in each pillow case:)

Fun Size

I met a little dude the other day at work. He was a little shorter than me, which put him under the five foot three mark. But he had the personality of a giant! I mean, he had a great smile and attitude about everything. He didn't let his lack of size defeat him either. Told me he was a fun size.

I loved how he looked at it. What a positive spin he put on being a small man. Actually, not a small man, but a man who is small.

I've always described myself as voluptuous, over fat, chunky, heavy... Now, thanks to him, I'm a voluptuous fun size:)

Author Island needs Promo Items!

From DeNita...

Next month, I'll be making up 200 goodie bags to give out to readers and I'm looking for promo material. I'm in dire need of some special promo like button/pins, key chains, note pads, CD samplers, cover flats, tote bags etc. Send anything you'd like us to pass on to our readers! AuthorIsland.com, PO Box 663, LaGrange, Ohio 44050.

While I give my clients top priority in disbursing of promo material, the amount they send isn't enough to keep up with demand. So, this is an open call to EVERYONE - please, please pass along the above request to your publisher groups, author groups and writer friends. I need as much goodies as I can get my hands on and will use every bit of it until it's gone!

Also, while we're on the subject, if any of you have stickers with your book cover and/or website on them and would like to send me some to put on the outside of our goodie boxes, please do - they'll be used wisely!

Monday Man Candy

I think I'll have that screen porch enclosed now...

The Billary Kitchen Tool Combo Set

If this offends anyone I apologise. It's strictly meant as a harmless joke.

Goals

We all have them, right? I want to retire when I'm sixty. I want to lose at least 25 pounds by the time my next doctor's appointment rolls around. I want to have at least one book contract a year. That's the one I'm working on now.

Most of you know I just finished "The Promise". A spicy holiday romance between a marine and his dead brother's wife. I'm still revising it. Don't want to get a head of myself and submit it before it's polished up. If I play my cards right and a publisher accepts it then it has the potential of being released right around Christmas next year.

How many of you set goals you don't or can't keep? And how do you feel when that happens? I think it happens to all of us at one time or another, and probably too many times to count. Course, we don't plan it that way. No one wants to fail at something. But life does get in the way and creates obstacles we can't always overcome. The key is how you deal with it.

My daughter tries to overcome disappointment by saying things happen for a reason.

I eat chocolate:)