Funniest Gay Signs

This summer, ARe (All Romance ebooks) and Smart Bitches are having a summer book club for fun and enjoyment. How do you find out more? Click on the banner and find out more.

As someone who is overweight and is learning how to eat correctly for herself and for her male, there is a slow way to learn how to eat well. But Jamie Oliver is one of my favourite cooks from his Naked Chef days. What I hadn’t realized was his passion for teaching people about cooking and good health. For him to win the TED prize was amazing. More importantly– his acceptance talk is inspiring and more importantly– tells us as a nation how far as a country we have to go.

Jamie Oliver wins the TED prize

One of the Changeling authors, the beloved Ann Vremont is coming out with a new series about Beserkers and Valks. *does happy dance* More importantly, there is a new site to look at and play. I’ve been having way too much fun over there and NOT enough working.

My Beserker The website in question

The first book is coming out soon! Death Sequence.

Go…enjoy… and sign up for announcements and more. You’ll love it!

Fetlife, a preeminent BDSM online community is having a Sit on Santa’s Lap giveaway. http://fetlife.com/sit_on_santas_lap

My local B&N is closing its doors on Dec 31st. Even the other B&N in my county is closing! That means if I want to go to a B&N, I have to drive OVER an hour. Can we say I’m freaking pissed off beyond ALL COMPARE right now? More importantly, does the company realize that as an author, they’ve just made someone they want on their side go looking at the competition? *growls*

OMG, tonight’s episode just threw me a loop and then some. More importantly than that, it made me realize that no matter what, the future is changeable, it’s fluid. If you’ve not been watching this new show on ABC, go and watch the back episodes. It’s compelling and for those out there who write– it gives you plot bunnies galore.

I make jewelry. Occasionally, I get asked to make some for friends of mine. Sometimes, I get asked for a favour to make some for a bridal party or more. So, people wanted to see some of my jewelry. I suck at taking pictures of my jewelry, but can take pictures of people. LOL

So here are pictures of my jewelry. Enjoy!

Pierce looked around his renovated kitchen that was both private and professional; happy that everything was finally in place and that his catering business would be able to continue without any further delays. It wasn’t easy being a full blooded dragon that catered to not only the royalty in the mortal world, but in the immortal realm as well.

Luckily he didn’t have an event to worry about until the next day when he had to start preparations for the royal wedding between Mystra, the Seelie fae princess and her soon to be hubby, Prince Raynor of the werewolf clan, Petrov. He was happy his two friends were marrying, but at the same time, he wished he could have that same kind of happiness.

But everyone knew that dragons mated for babies, not to live together. Wasn’t going to happen anytime soon since most female dragons thought he was gay because of his cooking profession.

Dismissing the thought, he waved one hand towards the refrigerator in the back corner and called out what he needed. “Fresh basil and pine nuts, to the counter.” Gesturing towards one particular cabinet, he called out again. “Extra virgin olive oil, cumin, onion powder, cayenne pepper, and oregano.” They flew out of the cabinet and landed neatly on the counter in front of him.

Without any thought to the amounts, he began putting the ingredients except for the olive oil into the food processor. Pierce flipped the switch, watching the ingredients meld together in strong sweeps of the blades. Carefully guarding his glasses, Pierce poured in the oil, a teaspoon at a time until the consistency was just about perfect.

Then a noise at his back door caught his attention. “Who the hell would be stupid enough to bother me at this time in the afternoon?” Stopping the food processor, Pierce stomped over to the door, trying hard to control his temper so he wouldn’t shift from human to dragon form. Flinging open the door, he looked around. “All right, whoever you are, if you don’t tell me what you want, I’ll fry you with fire!”

A flash of purple blasted past his shoulder and a sweet, melodic voice spoke as he turned around. “I need your help, Pierce. You’re the only one who can pull this off. So, get your things and let’s go. We don’t have time to waste. The Pixie queen needs her supper party for tonight and you’re the only one who can make it happen.” The pixie which grew to human height, tugged at his arm. “Come on, we don’t have all day, Pierce.”

Recognizing the curvy pixie, Pierce groaned inwardly. Selena. She was the peskiest pixie to ever walk the mortal or immortal realms and the only one who could get under his dragon skin. She made hummingbirds on crack look slow with how her mind and mouth worked. Now she wanted him to leave his brand new kitchen for what? “Selena, calm down and repeat yourself. What do you need me for?”

This story is for Selena Ilyria. She’s a fellow author and a pixie supreme. She has sass and more, so this one is for her. 

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Pierce looked around his renovated kitchen that was both private and professional; happy that everything was finally in place and that his catering business would be able to continue without any further delays. It wasn’t easy being a full blooded dragon that catered to not only the royalty in the mortal world, but in the immortal realm as well.

Luckily he didn’t have an event to worry about until the next day when he had to start preparations for the royal wedding between Mystra, the Seelie fae princess and her soon to be hubby, Prince Raynor of the werewolf clan, Petrov. He was happy his two friends were marrying, but at the same time, he wished he could have that same kind of happiness.

But everyone knew that dragons mated for babies, not to live together. Wasn’t going to happen anytime soon since most female dragons thought he was gay because of his cooking profession.

Dismissing the thought, he waved one hand towards the refrigerator in the back corner and called out what he needed. “Fresh basil and pine nuts, to the counter.” Gesturing towards one particular cabinet, he called out again. “Extra virgin olive oil, cumin, onion powder, cayenne pepper, and oregano.” They flew out of the cabinet and landed neatly on the counter in front of him.

Without any thought to the amounts, he began putting the ingredients except for the olive oil into the food processor. Pierce flipped the switch, watching the ingredients meld together in strong sweeps of the blades. Carefully guarding his glasses, Pierce poured in the oil, a teaspoon at a time until the consistency was just about perfect.

Then a noise at his back door caught his attention. “Who the hell would be stupid enough to bother me at this time in the afternoon?” Stopping the food processor, Pierce stomped over to the door, trying hard to control his temper so he wouldn’t shift from human to dragon form. Flinging open the door, he looked around. “All right, whoever you are, if you don’t tell me what you want, I’ll fry you with fire!”

A flash of purple blasted past his shoulder and a sweet, melodic voice spoke as he turned around. “I need your help, Pierce. You’re the only one who can pull this off. So, get your things and let’s go. We don’t have time to waste. The Pixie queen needs her supper party for tonight and you’re the only one who can make it happen.” The pixie which grew to human height, tugged at his arm. “Come on, we don’t have all day, Pierce.”

Recognizing the curvy pixie, Pierce groaned inwardly. Selena. She was the peskiest pixie to ever walk the mortal or immortal realms and the only one who could get under his dragon skin. She made hummingbirds on crack look slow with how her mind and mouth worked. Now she wanted him to leave his brand new kitchen for what? “Selena, calm down and repeat yourself. What do you need me for?”