Thursday, December 29, 2011

I Like Stuff!I


I love Christmas! See these delicious little cups of custard topped with malt sugar and fruit? My writer's beloved made creme brulee. He also made the lamb dinner. I've often said you humans are obsessed with food. This week I don't mind. However I should note that Pepto Bismol should be included in the stocking stuffers. Along with Aspirin. That was a LOT of wine and beer.

The company was great too. Besides my writer and her husband we were joined by my writer's younger sibling and a family friend. Giggling after pigging out is fun, but it can't be good for the digestive system.

Best of all were the presents! I like stuff!

I got a Thesaurus, (Because you humans keep changing the meanings of your own words and making up new ones) a chainmail bracelet handmade by Rebecca Bartlett, soaps and lotions that smell better than they taste, a GPS, (why must humans keep changing the face of the planet?), and a toy named 'Chewbacca' that growls at me when I squeeze him. That little item came from the sibling called Jody. Still better than a chia pet.

How was your Christmas? Was that fat guy in the red suit good to you too?

Thursday, December 22, 2011

All I want for Christmas


It's almost here! Another Christmas! And I'm excited and hopeful.
I want only one thing, and Santa can't give it to me. Only one person can.

That person is hopefully my new publisher. IF she becomes my new publisher.
For those of you who read this blog, you will know we had a setback due to illness. Vamptasy Publishing had to downsize, and thanks to shipping issues, we were probably among the first to go.

Our contract is up in 90 days, and we are on amicable terms. Nicola is doing her very best to find us a new home with a new publishing house. Wish us luck.

All I want for Christmas is a new contract with a new publisher. In the meantime, 'Thoeba' is still available at www.vamptasypublishing.co.uk

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Things you never want to see under your tree.


This may only be my second mortal Christmas, but I already know there are certain things you don't give your friends and family...unless you don't like them. Yet every year thousands are victimized with these tacky items and they have to smile over their eggnog and pretend they like their present.

#5 Pot of Gold chocolates-This is a generic gift that says "I have no idea what you like, so I'm going to give you cheap mediocre chocolate." Sure, there's a variety...of crap. Ever tasted them?

#4 McDonald's Gift Certificates-This gift says "I'm cheap and I hope you get fat and have a heart attack." For maximum annoyance, give to a vegetarian.

#3 The Christmas Sweater- I just have one word for this gift...Why?

#2 Chia Pets- What goes through the mind of someone who gives this gift? Probably nothing. Or maybe they think they're being funny.

And the number one worst gift on my list...?

#1 The Snuggie- This gift says "I think you are too stupid to operate a blanket."

Everyone has a horror story about gifts they've received that required them to plaster happy expressions on their faces in the midst of horror.

I would love to hear some of yours.

Photo by: Ambro FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Time for a Holiday


Rush. Rush. Rush. Interesting how your species first invented days, calenders, hours and minutes. Then they invented stress. Great idea! You get so much more done in a week. Time is money and people have lots to do. Especially doctors and nurses.

Nothing, not even caffeine, gets me going faster than waking up and looking at the clock to discover I slept in and I'm WAY behind. Except maybe the fact that I have nothing in mind for a new blog that should have been out hours ago.

Here's an idea. Let's all slow down. Stop putting time constraints and expectations on ourselves. Let's take naps. We'll live longer and be happier...

Yeah, I didn't think so. I can't do it either.


Photo by: africa@freedigitalphotos.net

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Celebrating Walking Tablescraps.

Oh for the love of the Energy...Do you know what today is? It's the cat's birthday. Freya is a year old.

My writer fed her Turkey and Giblets Pate and cat milk for breakfast, (her favorite)and later today she's taking her to Petsmart to pick out whatever she wants. (most likely a nice tasty parakeet) To top it all off, Petsmart sent a birthday coupon for a toy! No doubt there will be extra salmon bites today as well.



All this for a cat that doesn't flush her litter box. Who claws at legs and furniture and jumps on sleeping heads at 2 a.m. while chasing headlights on the wall. (yes, that's the bed she's lounging on in the photo) Who complains non-stop about not being able to go out in freezing cold weather. (like I had something to do with it. Sorry cat, long distance charges to the maker are enormous.) All this for an animal that still isn't big enough to eat.

Oh wait...are we fattening her up for Christmas Dinner?