tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post6243635282619220935..comments2023-09-23T12:13:10.019+00:00Comments on December Quinn, Erotic Romance<br>Stacia Kane, Sexy Urban Fantasy: Don't you have anything better to do?Staciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-40535187492909403232008-12-04T18:02:00.000+00:002008-12-04T18:02:00.000+00:00Sorry I missed this last week. I agree! Well said!...Sorry I missed this last week. I agree! Well said! :-DTyhitia Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14070000168178880911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-33429856189103827632008-11-29T16:29:00.000+00:002008-11-29T16:29:00.000+00:00Well said, December. It’s not disrespectful or dis...Well said, December. It’s not disrespectful or dismissive to seek out something which relaxes us or gives us relief in stressful times. We’re human. <BR/><BR/>When I was in India with my mom for a last-ditch effort at chemotherapy for her, I wrote two short stories. I still did everything I could for her, but there were times when I needed to step away and think about something else for a short while. So I certainly wouldn’t expect anyone to do nothing but sit around worrying about the economy or the situation in Mumbai, neither of which we can affect.<BR/><BR/>That reminds me a bit of something I saw on a message board – a discussion of a publisher had become heated, and a supporter of that publisher asked why people were involved in that discussion when another member’s child was ill. Wouldn’t prayer for the sick child be a better use of their time?Marian Pererahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15700524210146863718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-13169558153688898492008-11-29T12:38:00.000+00:002008-11-29T12:38:00.000+00:00EXACTLY, Bernard. And self-importance bugs the cra...EXACTLY, Bernard. And self-importance bugs the crap out of me. Who the heck are you to chide me for taking a little time to have a fun conversation? Like I have to live my life according to what they think is the appropriate way. Ugh, infuriating.<BR/><BR/>Hope you had a great day! {{hugs}}<BR/><BR/><BR/>Really, Laughingwolf? Thanks for telling me that, I always wondered! I personally think Bombay sounds nicer too; more exotic.Staciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-45993225860415710442008-11-28T21:52:00.000+00:002008-11-28T21:52:00.000+00:00thx deebtw - all my pals in india insist on BOMBAY...thx dee<BR/><BR/>btw - all my pals in india insist on BOMBAY, not mumbai, which they feel was forced on them....laughingwolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873675614347328116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-33529975427341688402008-11-28T15:22:00.000+00:002008-11-28T15:22:00.000+00:00Worrying about huge depressing events we have no c...Worrying about huge depressing events we have no control over is just plain goofy. Losing sleep over a horrible tragedy in Mumbai does the victims no good; and while possibly feeling like empathy, it more correctly resembles self-importance. Believing our blather or written words changes a horrid situation anywhere in the world allows our subconscious minds to imagine we actually matter; and incredibly, allows some folks to feel superior to others by obsessing on their hand wringing self aggrandizement. I’m with you, D: eat your turkey, and do what actually comforts and affects the ones in your physical circle of influence.BernardLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09722619048888613647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-58929175694659937812008-11-28T15:10:00.000+00:002008-11-28T15:10:00.000+00:00Goodness, Lynne, who asks you that? That's really ...Goodness, Lynne, who asks you that? That's really odd!<BR/><BR/>And lol on asking if anyone actually likes turkey. If it's nice and juicy it's okay, but yeah, I just don't really care for it. *shrug* I'll keep doing it for the girls, but when they're older perhaps we'll switch to chicken or duck too.<BR/><BR/>The entire Mumbai situation is incredibly disturbing. *shudder*Staciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-30109138313976012262008-11-28T13:09:00.000+00:002008-11-28T13:09:00.000+00:00Being British we don't celebrate Thanksgiving, alt...Being British we don't celebrate Thanksgiving, although every year we get asked why not (what's with that?)<BR/>But we have turkey at Christmas. At least we used to, until my father looked around the table and asked if anyone actually liked turkey.<BR/>After that we had chicken, or duck, which we did like. I carried on the tradition and guess what, we still don't like turkey!<BR/><BR/>As for Mumbai, it's not just that it's a tragedy, it's that this is a new terrorist group, unconnected as far as anyone knows, with the Taliban or the Tamils. Scary.lynneconnollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10687025766573756077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-18883562562437885912008-11-27T20:09:00.000+00:002008-11-27T20:09:00.000+00:00Thanks, Laughingwolf, you too! {{{hugs}}}Well, Wri...Thanks, Laughingwolf, you too! {{{hugs}}}<BR/><BR/><BR/>Well, Written, it is only hubs and me eating, really...but actually? No. I don't really like turkey. I eat it on Thanksgiving because it's traditional and I don't hate it, but...I'm not really a fan. I'm not really a fan of any poultry, actually. Chicken is okay but I prefer beef. Oh, and I almost never eat leftovers, either. So... :-) I'd send you mine if I could! <BR/><BR/><BR/>Lol Seeley, I know the feeling! :-)Staciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-14203189083722155402008-11-27T17:36:00.000+00:002008-11-27T17:36:00.000+00:00You mean there's shit going on outside my happy li...You mean there's shit going on outside my happy little world of laptops and homemade Christmas cards? <BR/><BR/>Huh. <BR/><BR/>Who knew.Seeley deBornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02692166883821777947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-6731796949173897972008-11-27T17:10:00.000+00:002008-11-27T17:10:00.000+00:00Fifteen pounds is a beheamouth? You obviously don...Fifteen pounds is a beheamouth? You obviously don't LIKE turkey, do you? ;) I try to find a 25-pounder, and was most annoyed I could only find thirteen pound birds this year. I can't get enough turkey, and cook them several times per year.<BR/><BR/>Hope you are having a fun one, December!writtenwyrddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02280711822302493122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-37929177157027300042008-11-27T17:02:00.000+00:002008-11-27T17:02:00.000+00:00amen to all, sistah deehugglees n slobbersnuffsand...amen to all, sistah dee<BR/><BR/>hugglees n slobbersnuffs<BR/><BR/>and a blessed thanksgiving to you and yours....laughingwolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873675614347328116noreply@blogger.com