Proud momma (and wife)

This sexy beast is my husband.
Rader

Ian
Grant (and fishdog in the background)
Simon (in the yellow) and Neal G. and Kent J.
All the coaches from the soccer camp. Left to right: Steve, Karl, Ian, Grant, Simon

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Locusts, part the 2nd

Guess what?
I did go back to the grocery store today. That makes 5 trips in 5 days.
We had pork roast, mashed potatoes, & broccoli and cheese. I made the taters with 5lbs of potatoes. They are all gone. I cooked an XXL pork roast–there is a small serving left. Looking for more broccoli and cheese? [...]

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When Locusts Feed…

Here are my newest children. Aren’t they the cutest things?
This is Grant. He’s from Prestwick, Scotland–which is about 30 mins from Glasgow. He fancies women with an athletic build and can eat a large pizza on his own.
This is Simon. He’s from Birmingham, England–which has a population of about 9 million. He fancies women in [...]

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it’s the little things

So, most of you know I’ve been on the great weight-loss and fitness adventure since January. It’s become a part of my life, and though I miss eating vats of cheesedip and drinking massive amounts of high calorie beer, I do feel better.
I took the last four weeks off from exercise (except for gardening) [...]

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A question for the masses…

Well, a question for the 5 (okay, 6) people who regularly read my blog…
any lurkers out there, chime in–I’m curious about this.
I found out today I’ve been “grammatically incorrect” my whole life. Apparently a phrase I’ve grown up saying (no, I’m not talking about “fixin’ to” which I rarely ever say anymore) is [...]

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hmmmm

Is it just me, or does Nicole Richie look like a bobble-head here?
Listen, I get the weight loss thing. I do. I chase after that dream every day. But come on. This girl needs to eat a sandwich. With mayo. And bacon. Battered and fried. Then top it off with a couple of funnel [...]

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and the fog grew thicker and she could not find her way to the light…

If at first you don’t succeed, skydiving is not for you.
Isn’t that the truth?
I’m all for “never give up, never surrender” but I know my limits. With the way I’ve felt the past few days, skydiving, bungy jumping, free-base jumping, etc. are off the market as far as I’m concerned. As a matter of fact, [...]

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Scattered, smothered, covered, and chunked

No, I haven’t been chowing down at The Awful Waffle…(though, now that I mention it, that does sound pretty good).
Egads. I can’t concentrate on anything lately. Nada.
And it sux.
So, tonight I vegged out. Played some Unreal Tournament. Hung out with Erica Kane and All My Children. Basically, I enjoyed a night of nothingness. Maybe my [...]

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Trashy, Raunchy and Lewd–OH MY!!

How else do you follow a post titled:
When the sex is bad. Well, not bad…just not right.
With the words trashy, raunchy and lewd–that’s how!
I’ve never once thought of what I write as trashy, raunchy or lewd. (even though, I myself, can be considered all of the above) Apparently, [...]

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When the sex is bad. Well, not bad…just not right.

I tried to write this weekend, but I couldn’t.
It was strange…last weekend, I wrote a pretty damn good scene. It was the first sex scene for my current WIP and it was hot. I wrote the first part of the encounter in the hero’s POV and was planning to write the second half of the [...]

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