I don’t know why someone would think this is appropriate to wear to a high school prom. I’ve always said when you’ve got it flaunt it, but only when you’re old enough to have figured out what ‘it’ is and you’re out on your own paying your own damn bills. I can’t imagine what her mother was thinking to allow her out of the house in this. If I had a daughter her age and she wanted to wear that napkin to the prom, I’d probably put her in a headlock. Maybe I’m being too harsh, but I can remember a time when Prom was a classy event. Can this even be called a dress?
Landon should be happy. He has looks, money and co-owns the hottest gym in town. But he’s missing someone to share his success with. Tired of the dating scene and shallow women, Landon has all but given up his search for love, that is until Gloria Sanders, a voluptuous beauty from his past, walks into his gym. When they knew each other before, too many obstacles stood in their way. Now circumstances have changed and nothing will stop him from claiming her as his.
Gloria, determined to move on after her divorce, decides to take private fitness lessons. When she meets her hunky personal trainer she’s surprised to learn they already knew each other. What’s more, he’s had a crush on her for years. Gloria finds herself attracted to this sexier version of the Landon she once knew but old insecurities prevent her from acting on those feelings.
When these two get all worked up their passion for each other will burn like nothing else and they’ll discover what they’ve both been missing — love.
I really think an author’s personality can either make or break them in this industry. So many times we hear about the negative, but I think the positive has just as much of an impact. Case in point, L.A. Banks. At my chapter’s RWA meeting today, she was our guest speaker and afterwards she had lunch with us. This wasn’t the first time I’d met her, but let me just say, this woman is so amazing. She has such a genuinely warm personality it makes you want to instantly go out and buy her books. I’ve never heard one negative thing about her and she truly is one of the sweethearts of among a lot of craziness in romanceland. And her books kick ass too.
that is if you don’t want to sleep for 20 hours straight. I had every intention of writing today, but the my throat was killing me last night and I could only breath through my mouth. So I figured, I’d take some NyQuil to have a good night sleep. After taking two cup fulls of the stuff, I noticed it said new formula on the bottle. It doesn’t have a nasal decongestant any longer. Then I remember the Tylenol nighttime. I took some of that. I think I barely made it to bed before passing out. I woke up around noon, and I never sleep that late, dragged myself out of bed to shower and just managed to get through some edits. Then I took my sorry behind back to bed and slept another six hours. Damn this stuff is potent. I get the feeling over-the-counter cold medicine has killed many an authors’ careers.
I had fun, and hung with my friends. I missed most of the drama that ensued. Even if it happened around me, I probably would have been oblivious because I’m always in my own little world, guess that’s why I’m a writer. So this is a video of fairy court seating. I was on the court. It was nice, but I felt like such a tool when I was escorted on stage. Generally I’m not a shy person, but I got stage fright. Maybe it was mean of me, but the guy who escorted me on stage wasn’t the one who was orginally going to. There was another guy who was supposed to do it, but I objected because he was too short. We would have looked like an interracial Sonny and Cher. I’m a tall woman for goodness sake, I need a tall guy. Oh well, the guy was really nice about it though. Yeah, I was PMSing pretty bad all week, but still had a great time and met up with old friends and made some new ones.
Worst customer service ever. Not to mention the cashier couldn’t count over a hundred. *shudders* So my computer dies on me and I need a new one. Not only was the sales rep not very knowledgeable, he was really rude. So we went to another location and saw the same computer for the same price. The guy at that store was so helpful I wanted to buy the computer right then and there, but they were out of stock so as much as it galled me. I had to go back to Worst Buy. So as I go to the cashier to pay and I pay in cash, and I swear it literally takes this guy five minutes to count it out, and it’s not like I paid him in ones. It was fifties and twenties, mostly fifties. How hard is that? And to top it off they wouldn’t help me take it to my car even though my friend pulled it up to the front. I’ve always had a problem at Best Buy. They suck so bad.
If you’re ever talking to me and something is hanging out of my nose, I don’t care how well you know me, please tell me. Don’t let me stand there like an idiot with a gigantic booger dangling and then when I go to the bathroom and look in the mirror I see it and am mortified that I could have been walking around with that. I would grant that courtesy to you, in a discreet way of course. *Sigh* It’s been a long long day.
Well, I still haven’t fallen of the wagon even though I had a terrible Easter weekend. (foodwise) I can’t resist my Dad’s cooking. It was like the last temptation of Christ. There I was faced with a row of food, beckoning me, saying, ‘eat me’ ‘eat me’. Southern cooking is no joke. *sigh* So I took my butt to the gym and stayed on the treadmill until I sweat in spots where I didn’t think it possible to sweat. I weighed myself today thinking I really screwed up. By some miracle I managed to lose three pounds. Go figure.
In the meantime, though my workouts are still hard, I’m able to get through without coughing out a lung. And the guy in my aerobics class, yeah, I still see his balls.