Fun. Flirty. And a Wee Bit Dirty.
Thanks to a tip over at the SB’s, I learned of the offer from Mills&Boon (the equivalent to HQ across the pond). You can download a selected book from several of their series; a total 10 free books! I like using the e-pub file for downloads, load it up to Adobe Digital Reader, then copy…
Like getting to post a review on the Smart Bitches Who Love Trashy Books website. I can’t imagine how tickled I’ll be if a novel (I eventually manage to finish and submit to a pub) gets published. My skirt will flip so high you’ll see London, France, and a remote town somewhere in Alaska. So,…
So I’m sending my boy toy packing and stickin’ with my 2nd Sony e-reader of the summer: Miss Scarlett. Aside from that gawdawful cover of hers, she’s a sexy little tart, and we’ve already had quite some fun. The problem is, Miss Scarlett is like that gossipy girlfriend: y’know the type: the one you spend…
Did you ever date someone until finally one day you just got so fed up with a particular quirk/problem/ISSUE that you decide to throw in the towel and announce you want to break up? And immediately following that announcement your no-longer-significant-other decides to suddenly “change” and start treating you better, cleaning up their life, and…
Did anyone immediately think of THIS when hearing that post title? Excuse me for a minute while I recall my days of rollerskating and boy ogling. And giggling…lots of giggling. In stonewashed jeans. But not rolled up. I never followed that trend. Ok, leaving nineteen-eighty-whatever and arriving in the here and now, I’m still happily…
It’s been smooth sailing and sweet sweet reading bliss since the moment my test drive with the Sony PRS-505 e-reader began nearly a month ago. Until today. Today, I am a sad Panda. Like I have done many times in the past few weeks, I lace up my Nikes, strap Lil’ G into the jogging…
Yesterday I had to do something I really detest. Something I try to avoid at all costs. Yesterday I made a return at Wal-Mart. Why…why is there always the line of doom stretching towards infinity at Wal-Mart service desks? So there I am, Lil’ G in the cart making faces at the old man behind…
