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- In case any of my friends or family members actually read this Blog, please consider all Names, Characters, Places and Incidents to be the product of the author's imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales are entirely COINCIDENTAL...Muaaah!! Now, really, about me: I bring the crazy wherever I go, so I've been told...I make fun of myself more than anyone else ever could. I hate: the awkward silence in elevators, watches with no numbers, picky eaters, Cancer and legalism. I love: coffee, stalking Hugh Jackman, my Spanx, COMMENTS, sarcasm and writing: Middle Grade, NA, YA Paranormal and Urban Fantasy.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
When I found out Borders was closing their doors for good, I was very upset. Let's just say there was extensive whining involved, as well as ranting Facebook posts, and a last visit to Borders where I started to cry/sob a little and my sister kind of had to push/drag me out the door. But I pulled it together and tried to console myself by focusing on the positive: at least I still had Atlantic Books around the corner. UP UNTIL YESTERDAY!
Yesterday I found out that all of the Atlantic Book Stores in my area were also closing!! Son of a...For an avid reader, this is insanity. All of my local book stores GONE. Out of business. Though it's no fault of mine, since all of my paychecks usually went right from my hands to theirs. Nope, I blame it all on E-books, Amazon and freaking Kindles.
Please allow me to explain why I hate E-books. Let me start by stating the obvious, they are spineless! What kind of legacy is an author leaving behind on a computer screen? Quite frankly, I love the feel of a book in my hands. I love to FLIP THE PAGES. And, yes, sometimes, I like to read backwards and forwards and refer to different chapters. I do not like the feel of an E-book. I do not like the smell of an E-book. (If I sound a bit like Dr. Seuss's SAM I AM, GOOD!! That's how I learned to read. My mother and I, sitting on a sofa, sharing the holding and page turning duties on an actual BOOK!) I feel the E-books new found popularity is to blame for my book stores closing. My fear is one day, real, live, tangible books are no longer going to be available. What's next?
Will libraries start closing their doors as well? Am I the only one out there who abhors the idea of buying a Kindle? Am I alone in my thinking, that if this is the future of books, I want no part of it?
Can anyone, anyone at all, explain to me, what's so appealing about an buying an E-book? (Other than, you don't have to actually get up off your bum to go to a bookstore and buy one, or go to the library to check one out?)Please, send your comments. Do your best to try to persuade me. In the meantime, I will mourn the loss of yet another one of my favorite places to hang out, drink coffee, pick out books with my kids, attend author signings...sigh, etc., etc.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Dear HUGH-If you ever want my stalking of you to cease and desist, you really must refrain from taking pictures with your shirt off. Just when I feel like I've gotten a handle on things, there you go, flaunting your ridiculous hotness, making it impossible for me to ever get over you! Just thought this might be something you should consider, before you rip off your shirt and bare your magnificence for me to drool over, in the future! xo xo xo
Friday, August 5, 2011
Here's a little look at The Husband's reading material. Is he an Alpha Male or what? In all seriousness, I know I take a lot of liberties, always teasing and poking fun at him, but he is truly the other half of my whole. He makes me crazy..but I return the favor!
The Husband is absolutely everything I'm not. Which, I guess explains why I was so attracted to him in the first place. Yes, we are as opposite as two people can get, but I love that about him. I look to him to fill in my weak spots. He has helped me "man up" so many times I couldn't count. Just knowing he is standing behind me makes all the difference in the world.
The Husband is: ridiculously strong, confident, rough around the edges, outspoken, (well, OK, maybe we do have one thing in common) able to keep calm in a crisis, he can fix/make absolutely anything, and above all, he is so freaking sure of himself, no matter what. All of the hobbies and activities he excels at, like: scuba diving, flying, sharp-shooting/sniper, outdoor survivalist, hunting, deep sea fishing, I suck at. Hard. And have zero desire to even attempt. Yet, I am very proud of The Husband and super happy he is able to do them all.
Although his type A, Alpha Male, testosterone filled personality may not make him the most popular, most PC guest at cocktail parties, he is a SURVIVOR. You see, I am certain, like the cockroach, my husband will survive, if there is ever nuclear war. The post-apocalyptic husband would adapt. He would hunt, live off of whatever he could and he would SURVIVE. Whereas, I would crumble. Completely. Especially without refrigeration, Internet service, coffee...or any of his emergency survival kits.
I have relied on the strength of The Husband for so long now, sometimes I wonder whether or not I could actually survive without him. He is my backbone. He is my greatest protector, loyal advocate, and biggest fan. Whatever weaknesses I have, he sees as his job to fulfill for me. And whenever he puts his foot in his mouth, way oversteps his bounds, or knocks somebody over, it is my job to pick them back up, apologize and smooth things out. (Good thing I worked in Public Relations as long as I did! I had no idea I would be marrying the client from hell and calling upon all of those skills I developed, quite so frequently.) See, together we make a great team, or an outrageous, hilarious, reality show. (That's kind of true, cause we have been approached, on more than one occasion, by people telling us we should do it. Especially after we sat next to a certain couple who are in the industry, at a wedding recently. The entire table tried to convince us to say yes. Ha!)
So, today, cheers to my Husband. Happy Birthday to the other half to my whole. Albeit the infuriating, loud, obnoxious half. J/K. Seriously, I don't know what I would do without you, I love you. xo