Spring is here!

 

Yes yes yes Spring is here, oh spring is here! Life is skittles and life is beer. 

 

Or so they say!!! 6 weeks ago, we had snow and we were DYING… 

 

 

But now??? 

 

 

See those yellow things up in there? They’re going to ESPLOOOODE in a few weeks and we will then have ‘yellow snow’… and I will relapse. 

 

 

I love the dogwoods…they’ll be all over the woods next door soon…

 

 

Know what those are????  Welcome to the South…

 

Azalea buds… the ones behind the house are hot pink and the ones in front of the ‘little house’ will bloom late and are burnt orange!! 

 

 

I don’t think the fig tree will bear fruit this year. My mother is lethal with a chain saw. 

 

 

The last of the Daffys. I think we have one more grouping that will bloom. But I think in a week – 2 tops – our yard will be a mass of color – with no figs. 😦 

 

And just because… 

 

ZOMG HE HAZ A PONYTAIL!!!!!

 

 

 

I think I’ve reached a bend

I have taken all of the levequin

 

I have taken all the pregnisone.

 

My blood sugar is back under 200

 

I’m still crabby

 

Crabby but not AS crabby…

 

The cough is still here, but it doesn’t hurt so much…

 

The muse is speaking… it’s through a haze and I see what’s been written. Don’t know if I can use it, but he’s being oh so very good….

I have an awesome son, who takes care of me…

 

 

and awesome friends…who are making sure I’m kept in dark chocolate and who are trying to teach my crabby ass to knit so I can make some pretty ridiculous ruffled leg warmers with poms poms to wear over my jeans.

 

I should post of picture of them. They are quite kewl.

 

Spring is here. The daffodils are up and blooming, the dogwoods are green… I see little leaves on the Red Maples and the Oaks. I will be cursing them in the fall because they will be on the ground. The pines have yellow things in them. I will be cursing them shortly as I’m allergic…

 

But my silver hairs are hiding.

 

Life is pretty good.

 

And we have new pictures.

 

Yum.

 

And for those of you who read my silliness, a new fic begins on Wednesday. Loving Gin

 

It will be found at the usual places – wattpad, Ao3, and Dreamerfiction. Ao3 and DF will have all the graphics done of it. Wattpad is rather… limited.

 

RA Pocket Shrine 6/? – John Standring

I know he is beloved and cherished in his new home!

Guylty Pleasure

It took a while. He was overtaken not only by Harry Kennedy, but also by Mr Thornton. But finally word has reached the hallowed halls of RAPS Inc. that the Pocket Shrine – Pastoral Edition has reached its destination in a far-away overseas desert. There he shall rest, to spread love, and joy, and the evergreen calm of the rolling Yorkshire hills. We present the wholesome goodness that is

The John Standring Pocket Shrine – Pastoral Edition

A garland of flowers with John’s catchphrase may remind you every day that “trouble shared is trouble halved”. With a heart as big as John Standring’s, the beefcakey farmer is the rock, the fortress, the sword of any woman he gifts his love. Awwww… *sighs*

There he is – splendidly curled in a fancy suit, offering himself – or sharply cropped in his rustic Barbour jacket. Cutting a nice…

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So Zee has Walking Pneumonia

Doesn’t mean I’m walking anywhere particular; simply I can’t lay down long enough to get well. And I’m making enough mucus to open a lube service.

 

 

yeah, that’s pretty much how it feels. Probably tastes just as bad too…

On one hand, my cleanup, betaing, proofing of my Thorin fic (set to launch next week  April 2nd, for those of you interested) is complete and I am now separating that bad boy into 16 chapters AND loading the graphics, as well as doing the HTML and IMG tagging… well I have to do the IMG tagging TWICE because one of the sites labeling is in Brit-speak, rather than US-warbling – meaning instead of centering it, I have to centre it.

 

Also coming to grips that Dain Ironfoot is Fergus. Or Fergus is Dain Ironfoot…

 

 

Either way, I’m cranky, burning bridges – yes I did. I showed my ass somewhere and believe me you couldn’t miss it because trust me when I say it’s large white and unshaved… but at least it’s washed.

 

Either or, my friends are leaving me tokens of love… or lurve…

and my peanut butter

 

 

This was followed by a site or two with new free ebooks

 

 

some friends were disturbed by this. I think he has a nice ass and thighs and those toes turn me on! And the happy trail…. oooooooh wheeeeeeeeeee!!!!

 

 

I have over 17000 books on my kindle pc.

 

 

My friends know me well

 

 

Yep. Very well.

 

Feel sorry for the friend who has been trying to teach me to knit.

 

Nope not pretty.

 

 

well, THAT”S pretty…

 

 

and that

 

 

So did you just brighten my dreary craptastic day or what, sweetheart???

 

 

You ALWAYS light up my day, sweetness…

 

no not you. Take your scrawny elven butt somewhere else.

 

 

You know, I think Thorin’s coat deserves it’s own place in the list of characters. Really

 

Somewhere, I”ve seen a load of coat with a life of it’s own as of late.

 

Including this one…

Early Thorin coat-swinging practice.

 

 

And now, it is time for drugs.

 

 

Yeah. All that.

 

Before I leave you in a lurch…

 

 

I’m soooo there

 

 

yeah…

 

 

 

I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle I found my kindle 

 

happy dance

This was breaksfast this morning

 

I’m going to clear the bed and have a Richard marathon. What should I start with???? 

 

uhm…. no. 

 

definitely not.

 

I don’t think I can…

 

uhm…

 

 

maybe

 

maybe.

 

 

I could probably watch this again…

 

 

yeah probably.

 

ahem..

 

oh this…

 

 

or this…

 

or

 

 

ahem. Sorry. 

 

 

I need one of these and my copy of this, the sound is REALLY distorted – either that or I simply can’t hear…

 

well I think…

 

 

I believe I’m being called…

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I feel better

I’m going to do a pictorial of The Beauty of Sir Guy of Gisborne Season 3. I know you’re looking forward to that!!! 

 

 

However, I’m doped up – spent the morning and early afternoon at the Doc in the Box and was sent home with the same stuff that made me hallucinate Sir Guy last year. So I’m going to go… I dunno… veg off somewhere. 

 

In the meantime… check out this lovely essay on the glory of fanfiction.

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Yes, I’m mentioned…

 

http://thehobbitathome.blogspot.co.uk/2014/03/why-nobody-cares-about-fanfiction.html

This week on Tumblr, I ‘learned’ that…

If I am a woman and I prefer men, then I am oppressing women. 

But never fear, if I prefer women, then I am oppressing men. 

If I am a gay male and I won’t date a woman because she has a vagina, then I’m the lowest of the low.

If I am a woman and am comfortable in my body (meaning I don’t desire to be a man) then I need serious counseling because NO ONE is happy with their sex and I mean NOBODY! 

God forbid I prefer long and dark haired-blued eyed short men

who like to fight or have a kingdom under the mountain

Or who wrap small weapons in condoms and put them where the sun doesn’t shine.

I’m scared to think if I like military men – what does that make me? 

Men with beards.

Men with stubble?

What if I prefer clean shaven men? 

What if I’m into biceps, naked torsos???

What if…

uhm… 

yeah. That.

What if my preferences range to spies with hot bunsssss??? 

 

You knew that was coming.

What if I prefer a man who can rock a suit?

Look great casual? 

Looks awesome in a mullet and guyliner? 

curlz??? Can we just talk about curlz for a moment??? 

 

(that also files under ‘smoulder’) 

Puppy eyes? 

Does she EVER shut up? 

Yes! She does and we rejoiced… 

One who likes to read love letters from me? 

Smolder??? 

Tall tall tall with legs that go to heaven??? 

What if? According to the children on Tumblr, if I’m not open to screwing everything with at least one leg, there is something wrong with me. 

Well fine. There is something wrong with me. 

Well, I beg to differ! There ain’t a dang thang wrong with me. So ya’ll get over it! 

I now have to take my car to Autozone – where she needs a new battery, an oil change and an air hose. Also a motor mount. 

And my kindle is missing. I fear I left it the school library yesterday in which I might not ever see it again. I hope it was found and I hope whoever found it didn’t look at the book I was reading.

Hot. 

Yes babydoll, you do. You please me immensely and I hope that if the situation arose, I would please you. Because love makes the world go ’round….

 

and notice… I didn’t mention the speedos…

Only in Georgia.

 

This is why Zee cannot get well. 

Author Spotlight: Zeesmuse

am blushing. Really.