Sleepy time with an ipad in your face

I got an ipad for Christmas!  Now I blog from bed.  Dennis should have thought this through better! :)

Dreaming about Zombies

I had a dream that while I was going to get something out of my car, I noticed a Zombie in our garage. I quickly closed and locked the door and then told Dennis:

me: There's a zombie in the garage.

Dennis: What?!? Ewww! How did he get in?

me: Yeah eww! I have no idea. I didn't send him an invitation!

He does nothing.

me: Well, you are going to have to get it out of there, the kids will be home soon.

Dennis: I don't want to. They freak me out!

me: Well he can't just hang out there! They eat the rubber off my tires! Didn't you have the house sprayed? Maybe he will groom himself and die somewhere!

Dennis: ugh! We'res the zombie spray and rubber gloves!?

Happy new year!

This is the first New Years we stayed home since we moved here. Not too bad and defiantly warmer! But I missed the ball drop and the venues. Well 2013 .... What do your have in store for us this year? I am hoping to put some dreams in my pocket this year, and hopefully start some new ones. I would like a healthier year and possible one without another funeral. I would like to blog every day but realize I am not, nor is my life ... that interesting! :) I can't even imagine what 365 topics could be about! " why don't people wash the chicken noodles from my sink" or " I brought the wrong shampoo again" don't seem like topics many would be interested in reading about. If I wrote about all the stuff I forget or manage to screw up I might be able to pull off 365 posts! But for now I will call this number one and enjoy this small feeling of accomplishment while it last. Have a great new year!

Accomplishments

Got lots of my "to do" stuff done today. I was actually surprised! Changed bedding, finished a craft... Cleaned the craft room, addressed cards, did nails, dusted... Somewhat... And in bed by 10:00! Now reading time!

A Sneek Peek at my newest Novel

Rand's Story (My untitled Novel in the making)

Chapter 5 – Sparks of a Foreign Emotion

Coming home late, Rand bid his brother good night at the main hall and started up the stairs to the east wing of his home.  Loosening his cravat, he unbuttoned the top of his shirt and tugged it open as he strolled into his room. There, a warm fire was burning in the hearth, caused a soft glow throughout. 

Going to the side table he picked out the liquor of his choice and poured a class.  He walked to his over-sized chair and plopped lazily in it as he stretched his long legs toward the fire.  Deep in thought, he studied the color of the low burning fire through the contents of his glass.  

He yawned. 

It was a long night of dancing and practicing ballroom etiquette.   An activity he hadn’t done in three years.

Raising the class to his lips, he swallowed a much needed drink, reveling in the hot liquid as it crept down his throat to sooth his lust and relax his body.  His thoughts drifted to Presley Hayward and not for the first time this evening since they parted company. 

He had watched her throughout the evening, as she was all smiles and very graceful as she danced with other men.  He had put his name down for one of the dances in the last set and discovered when she wasn’t trying to escape a handsy Earl, she was quite a graceful dancer.  They talked some while they danced, mainly about how the evening was going, and he was glad to hear that the Earl had given up his conquest and found another victim.

Their conversation was easy and flowed very well for them to have just met.  The chemistry was thick between them, he had no doubt she noticed it too.  He wanted steal her away again, but as soon as the dance was over, she was quickly claimed her for her next dance. 

As much as he didn’t want to release her hand or lose her company, he didn’t attempt to go to her again.  He already knew where that would lead.  He felt her eyes upon him a few times, never looking away when their eyes met.  She was bold, and extremely willing to experiment it would seem. 

That alone could lead to trouble.

Who was she really?  Where did she come from?

A frown burred in his brow.  He needed to concentrate on Jessie and her season.  It would be best if he just walked away from Presley Hayward.

However, he was entitled to a little fun himself this season.  It wouldn’t amount to much.  It never did.   With a lazy smile crossing his face, something about this girl caught more than his eye.  It wasn’t just her long black curls and petite, yet curvy frame.  It was something more and it was a bit frightening.

He thought her a beauty with the mask on, but once he slide it off, it proved to be to his undoing.  Her lips where full, pouty, supple, wet...  and extremely inviting.  They almost glistened… Quite kissable lips actually.  And kiss her he did. 

Presley’s voice was like no others he had heard before.  It was soft, but also raspy and slightly husky, causing every word she uttered alluring, and extremely seductive. 

Rand liked the feeling of her in his arms too.  She was small, yet firm.  She felt perfect.  It had been a long time since he had held a woman in his arm for a waltz.  And once they were in the shadows, her kiss set his body on fire.  The rake in him couldn’t help kissing her.  He had tried to resist it, but the attraction he had felt from her was pulling him and it felt so good, he didn’t want to fight it.

He wanted her.  It was almost painful how much.  Looking into her beautiful blue eyes, he had a different reaction to her then with anyone else he had ever known.  He wondered if when he saw her at the next event in Southampton without her mask, and if she would act as bold.