The End of the Road?

I’m not sure.

But I know I’ve been working at this blog for 4 years, and I sure did like it for a long time, but now I’m just… bored.

Bored with snarking the covers (for the most part, anyway, some of them are serious gems!) and my other miscellany.  Even though I like to write and visit my favorite blogs and all that, I’ve just… run out of things to say on this blog right now.

I’ll still check the faves and surf around and such, but for now, it’s sayonara baby.  Hasta la vista.  So long, farewell, auf wiedersehn goodbye.  And all that stuff.  Aloha, peeps.

Surprise, surprise!

“For me?  Aww, you shouldn’t have!  Guess??  Wow, I don’t know… nope, got no idea what could possibly be in there.  Let’s give it a little shake!”

Happy Monday.

Island Time–NOT

The above picture is of Kelleys Island in Ohio.  This was our destination yesterday, for a fun day of bike riding and sight-seeing (and Brandy Alexanders at The Pump).

Then in the parking lot for the ferry my man spilled off his bike, tore open the top of his foot and broke his arm.

Not kidding.

So instead of sight-seeing on the island we were treated to sight-seeing in the ER.

He’s feeling better this morning, thankfully, but it will be a long six weeks of nursing… maybe I should invest in one of those “sexy nurse” costumes, lol…

Hope all youall had an uneventful weekend–Happy Monday(more or less!).

Post-Vacation

Hi there!  Took a short vacation over this past weekend; went to Gettysburg.  Very humbling and awe-inspiring; there are something like 1,300 monuments scattered over the site to commemorate this regiment or that division who fought on that spot.  There was far too much to see for one trip; we’re already making plans to return.  Here’s a photo or two:

View of the southern end of the battlefield from Little Round Top.  That pile of rock on the left is called Devil’s Den, where a lot of brutal fighting took place on day 2.  And that white rectangle on the right is a full-size tour bus, just to give you an idea of scale.

Monument to Gen. George Meade, who led the Union troops this battle.  Apparently his troops referred to him as “that damned goggle-eyed snapping turtle”.

Cast bronze monument to North Carolina troops.

And on a lighter note, one of the barn kitties that lived at the B&B we stayed at.  She purred a lot!

Over all, a great trip, highly recommended.  Happy Monday!

Ahoy, there!

I grew up in the age of the bodice-ripper, when pirate romance was the bomb, you know?  All those high-seas shenanigans with those dashing pirate captains… because of course the girl would never fall for a first mate or bos’n or the cook.  The first pirate romance I ever read was “A Pirate’s Love” by Johanna Lindsey.  Why the heroine of that particular story ever fell for the hero, who kidnapped and raped her, is kind of beyond me, but that kind of romance story seemed to be the stuff of the times–the girl was “taken” over and over again until she “came around” and started liking it and fell in love and blah blah blah happily ever after.

Anyway, feeling reminiscent after last week’s post, I searched around and found some more lovely, cringe-worthy pirate covers to share with youall today(sorry, but they’re small):

Captain Spray-Tan meets Lady Boobs McMammary!  Watch out for that pony!

It’s the mysterious Captain Moob, the host of “Midnight Sail!”

Think I’m done?  Oh, no.  It does get worse:

It’s… (shaking head)  It’s so bad it’s hilarious.  ~snort!~  The grapes!!  The gloves!!  The dead guy on her lap!!  Classic!

Happy Monday, all.  Arrrr!

Yo Ho Ho, Dude!

I’m still saying WTF over this next one.  Please, please tell me what the -bleep!- the girl is doing here:

I don’t think she knows.  I don’t  think HE knows, but he looks downright aggravated that Miss White Dress is partying down like this is the Happy Hour Booze Cruise instead of serious pirate business.

Happy Monday!

Catch of the Day

Okay, I totally agree with the title!  What could be a better catch than that that li’l puppy??  Makes me go all mooshy inside… awww…

Happy Monday!

Question: Does this cover make my butt look big?

Answer:  Yes.  Make that HELL yes.  You look like you’re being eaten by the Blob.  Like your butt starts at your bra line.  Like you have a giant wrinkled purple caboose attached to you.  Please, for the love of God, follow Lord Whatshisname’s (you know, the rake who wants to bed you) advice and take it off!!!

PS:  Seriously, did Regency ballgowns have enormous bustles?  I thought they were all light and airy?

Happy Monday!

Apparently, what happened in Vegas didn’t STAY in Vegas

Happy Monday!

Even HQN is in on it!

Seems like everyone is in on the zombie craze lately.  Even Harlequin:

Him:  What a cute little girl!  I’ll just pick her some flow–aughh!  Get her off me!  AAAAAHHHHH!

Her:  Brainsssss!   Brainssss!

New Title:  Cowboy Daddy, Brain-Eating Zombie Baby.

Happy Monday!