Be Naughty and Love It!

Well, it looks like there won’t be any recovery of my shared chat loop. Renee George and I have done everything we can, but Yahoo says ’so sorry, start a new one’. We’d both love to, but it just doesn’t look like we’ll be able to anytime soon. I’m so sorry about that. I really enjoyed the loop and all of you great people who joined it.

That said, I do have a newsletter. I meant to start it last year, but with one thing and another, I didn’t have the time. Now, though, I’m very glad I at least had it ready, LOL! I’ve posted the first official newsletter for March of ‘08. It’s brief, but between deadlines and home, LOL, I don’t have much news to share at the moment.

For those of you interested, you can join the newsletter loop here. Or, if you’d rather do it this way, here. I’ll also add a link in the sidebar with the direct Yahoo page.

With that out of the way, check this out!

**edited to note: someone complained to Photobucket, not WordPress so far as I can tell, and got this fantastic piece of art deleted, how bogus is that?**

**edited again: hopefully it’ll stick this time, LOL!**

I know, it’s huge, but I just can’t bear to shrink it down. And holy yummaliciousness, Renee George is a GODDESS!

*huge, massive, sigh*

Dawn Montgomery tagged me with a five sordid things smack. I never was much for tag, all the running and chasing. I much preferred to count out my time then stalk the other players, nailing them all long before they made their way back to base. Ah, but I digress, LMAO!

1. I once let a long-distance boyfriend tape record me talking dirty to him over the phone. Yes, I even gave him the glory, LMAO, if you know what I mean. It was fun. What was more fun was calling his apartment afterward and getting either of his two room mates. Anyone who says men can keep a secret lied, LOL, so it was a good thing I knew darn good and well he was going to play that tape. The room mates reaction to my voice when I’d call, though, was just as good (in my kinky mind) as being taped getting off during phone sex in the first place *WEG*

2. After number one, do I really need to share more? LOL, all right. I hate lima beans like a hockey team hates a game without a good fight. In fact, I detest them so thoroughly, the faintest whiff of their aroma is guaranteed to have me dry heaving and running for the nearest bathroom.

3. I think thong panties are ridiculous. Go without or put something on, but butt floss squicks me, ROFL! Worse than that, though, are feminine hygiene products designed for use with thongs. OMG, what is the world coming to?

4. I love to read. That’s no secret, but I’m so OCD that my thousand+ book library is organized not only alphabetically, but by genre, and in order of publication. And I have a cow if someone touches my lovelies and messes up the scheme

5. I’m terrified of crickets. Screw thinking they’re lucky. It all goes back to some scary crap that happened to me as a little kid, but I’m telling you, at the first chirp of those little black bastards, I’m jumping on a chair or rolled up tight in the fetal position. Give me a mouse, rat, snake, spider, any day. Anything but a cricket.

I’d tag five more peeps, but I’m way bushed. The dh has been out of town for nearly a week and I haven’t slept for poop. Worse, I’m way behind on an ms. So, I’m saving this tag for later, but you can guarantee Renee George and Lexxie Couper will be smacked, LOL!

LOL, no I didn’t make the vid, but I thought it was great. Even if you aren’t a fan of country or Garth Brooks, the song is fantastically appropriate!

WTF, CBS? You don’t know if you’re going to renew “Moonlight“? Look, lots of shows suffered thanks to the strike, and I’ll even admit there are parts of the show that I’ve been irked with - hello, just do Beth already, will ya, Mick? ROFL!! But for the first time since Buffy, vamps are interesting again and I’d hate to see a show that didn’t really get to blossom get canned before it truly succeeds, LOL, or fails horribly.

If the cat is twenty pounds and fully intact, the dog learns her place real quick. LMAO! Daisy really just wants to play, but Shadow - at nearly ten years old - is so over playing. He’s a good kitty and tolerates her licking for as long as he can. Then he smacks her on her nose - without claws - and moves on. Only problem is Daisy doesn’t seem to understand that the walking away isn’t incentive to play, LOL. She got a real nose spanking from Shadow this afternoon, poor baby, and whimpered away to her kennel. I gave her a pig ear as a conciliation prize, LOL!

What about you guys? Any of you have more than one species of pet?

I’ve never been one to buy into this particular adage, but there are times when idle hands certainly become a bane, LOL! Rather, hands idle at creation can be stiff when it comes to application.

I’ve been so busy lately using my fingers for DIY projects or housewifery that I find they’re uncooperative when I sit down to finish my latest ms. I promise, this post isn’t actually about writing, but rather something I pondered today: can I possibly blame my lack of enthusiasm for laundry, dishes, and vacuuming on my hands being ’stuck’ in creation mode? ROFL, nah, I didn’t think so, but heck, as much as I loathe household chores, I had to give it a go, right?

Oh, you guys’ll get a giggle out of this. So, I go to get in the shower this afternoon, since I suddenly found myself with five minutes alone in the house (anyone with kids probably knows what I’m talking about, LOL). Anyway, so I get the water all set, I step in, and HOLY SHIZNIT! The dog decided she wanted a drink of water - she had an entire bowl of it on the back porch - from the tub. So she hopped in too! WTF?! LMAO, now even the dog has to bust in on me at bathtime! Can I get NO time alone, LOL!! *sigh* So, I put my shower on hold and bathed the dog instead.

And yes, by the time I could bathe myself, the dh and our youngest had returned home. Ah well, I guess I’ll start bathing at quarter past four in the am. At least then, the only thing that’d bother me would be the cat, and at least I know he won’t be jumping in!

ROFL, Renee George - see link at the side - is giving away some goodies over in her blog. All you have to do is leave your favorite movie quote or a tale of some good V-day mushiness and you’ll be in the drawing. Godiva chocolates and books? She had me at books, LMAO, though I’m not in the drawing.

Considering how much I don’t care about Valentine’s Day, I thought about blogging about it’s silliness, but since so many folks are doing the same, I went with the dog poo post. ROFLMAO, after all, it doubles as how I feel about today AND maybe I can get some good pointers on a little problem I’ve been having lately. So it’s WIN WIN!

For those of you who truly enjoy the holiday, I wish you all the warm fuzzies and star-spangled orgasms you can handle. For those who wish all the damn pink and red would disappear, I feel your pain.

*smooches*

Emma Ray

ROFL, okay, I haven’t had a bit of problem with Daisy doing her business except outside. Until this last week. Here’s where I say she’s either smart or… LOL!

She has twice pooped in the bathroom, which of course is where we people do our business. She has also gone twice near the kitty’s litter box out on the back porch. Now, of course I show her that’s not appropriate and remove her offending poo to the outdoors. From what I understand, GSMD(greater swiss mountain dogs) can be a bit difficult to housetrain, often not being completely trust worthy until nine months to a year of age. I’m a patient pet mom, but anyone have suggestions on how to reinforce outside that doesn’t include keeping her outside all the time?

Just for extra info, I feed her twice daily, strictly. Meaning she eats all the food and the bowl is removed. Twenty minutes later, we go outside and stay out for a minimum of twenty minutes. It’s pretty cold here, so I can’t really handle much more than that, although Daisy with her double coat can - the rescue organization we got her from had her exclusively outside. If she doesn’t poo, I bring her in and watch her, but somehow she’s been sneaking past my notice to drop a quick crap, LMAO!

Emma Ray

Considering the finite amount of time in a day, LOL, this will be my ‘official’ blog. Er, well, okay, so mostly. I’ll still occasionally do blogs from MySpace too. So goodbye Blogger. Hello, WordPress!

In other news, why the hell is it that the dryer only eats my socks? Anyone? I think I’ve done forty loads of laundry today - hey, 3 kids and a dh - and the only socks failing to come out in pairs are mine! WTF is that about? What’d I do to the dryer?