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I was quite ill several years ago. The results from my standard physical with blood, needles, band-aids you know the one, weren’t good. The results showed I have an antibiotic resistant infection and my kidneys are functioning at 55%. I’m going through a course of antibiotics and will be retested in a few months. Some illnesses never let go of you.

On a lighter note, I’ve become an Amazon Associate. So instead of paying Amazon 100% of what you spend there, if you click one of my links and buy ANYTHING within the next 24 hours, I’ll get a little of the money and Amazon will get most of the money. If you’re going to shop there anyway, I would really appreciate it if you used one of my links.

Here’s some great deals on books I love and Amazon Unlimited (my favorite way to grab books at close to free.) If you haven’t checked out Amazon Unlimited, you should. I read 10+ fiction and non-fiction books a month. I get many of them free or at a good discount with the subscription.

Category: Chick Lit

Perfect on Paper (The (Mis)Adventures of Waverly Bryson)

By Maria Murnane  (Goodreads rating: 3.6 – ‎3,374 votes)

“You know you’re a real grown-up when nothing but Oreos is black and white.”

“Meet the new Bridget Jones” (PopSugar Daily). When her fiancé calls off their wedding, Waverly Bryson — armed with cynical wit and self-deprecating wisdom — jumps back into the dating scene, with hilarious results.

$2.00 $3.99

Category: Fantasy

The Black Guard (The Long War)

By A. J. Smith

An epic fantasy with over 150 five-star ratings on Goodreads: Bromvy joins forces with the outcasts of the Darkwald forest to save the burning city of Ro Canarn. And meanwhile, armies amass for a war that will tear the world apart…

$0.99 $7.28

Category: Paranormal Romance

Fate of the Alpha: The Complete Bundle (Episodes 1-3)

By Tasha Black

“Her name is Lilliana Atwater. Mid-twenties, dyed red hair, was last seen in a yellow raincoat. Any reports or injuries or anything in your neck of the woods?”

“Nope,” Joy said, “can’t say that it rings a bell. Have you tried Springton?”

“Gee, no, I didn’t try the town NEXT to Tarker’s Hollow.”

Ainsley Connor is adjusting to pack life in Tarker’s Hollow. With her mate by her side, she feels unbeatable. But warnings of dark magic and signs of a rival wolf make it clear that Ainsley will need all the help she can get.

$0.99 $4.99

Category: Historical Romance

A Dangerous Man

By Janmarie Anello

“You will marry me, Miss Jamison…in two days.”

Leah Jamison is too practical to expect a romantic proposal from a man she only just met, but even she is shocked by the bold command issued by the darkly handsome Richard Wexton, Duke of St. Austin. Why the nobleman wishes to wed her and how her father brought about the match, Leah cannot imagine ……

$0.99 $4.49

By Juliet James

Emily is alone in the world after the death of her father — but her destiny is forever altered when she meets a mail-order bride. Emily changes places with the hapless young woman, and is soon on her way to be married to an unknown Montana man…

Free! $2.99

Categories: Best Sellers, Thrillers

The Faithful Spy (John Wells, No. 1)

By Alex Berenson

Rating: 4 – ‎9,092 votes

“Everything depends which side of the shotgun you’re on,”

When a CIA agent returns home after years undercover, he becomes the only one who can stop a lethal terrorist conspiracy. “A well-crafted page turner… Will keep you reading well into the night” (New York Times bestselling author Vince Flynn).

$1.99 $7.99



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Ready for the zombie apocalypse

Ready for the zombie apocalypse

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hogwarts staircase

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What’s your caption?

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All Right Boys, Remember the Plan. GO!!

All Right Boys, Remember the Plan. GO!!

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I can’t imagine why a Reindeer Pot Roast recipe is included in my family archives . Was Santa on someone s**t list? Was one of my ancestors going to show Mr. Claus what when you leave a stocking full of oranges instead of candy? I can;t tell you for sure.

But I can give you a jist of the recipe.

Wipe down the roast with LARD, preferably salted pork lard. (You can tell the age of a recipe by the term used to reference fat. This one’s old.)

Roll roast in flour, salt, and pepper.

Fry the roast in more salted pork LARD (1/2 pound) in a “kettle”. (Yeah, this is an old recipe.)

Brown flour in “Kettle”. (Okay, she was confused about kettles, but hey, she could write, so get over it.)

Place roast on rack in bottom of kettle. (Because hey don’t forget the LARD is still in there. Add water, seasonings (not getting too fancy because the only seasoning is one bay leaf) , cover and simmer.

Add carrots, onions, potatoes and turnips. (Haven’t heard that one in a recipe in a long time.)

If you don’t have enough meat for everyone make dumplings.

And so my Foodie Friends, add that one to your cookbook!

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First day on the job, I was told to sit in on a client meeting to see how these Q & A sessions go. It was a phone conference. The client was in their offices and we were in ours. 

The client had about five people on the line, we had one guy, Bill and me. Of course he was doing all the talking. 

Midway through, a woman on the client side began yelling over everything Bill said. Finally, she was screaming things like, “You can’t be that stupid.”

At this point, Bill closed his laptop, picked up his stuff and just left without a word. 

The tirade continued with just me on the line.

She finally ended with. “Do you understand that, BILL?” She slurred his name in a most unattractive manner.

I hesitated for a moment, before taking the phone of off mute and said in a small voice, “Um, hi. I’m Deidra”


“This is my first day.”


“Um, Bill left a while ago.”


“I don’t know anything about the super awesome thingie. Do you want to leave a message?”

<pause, silence, no response>

“Okay then, I guess we can adjourn.”

I didn’t know that day, but I had been introduced to the woman who would be my arch nemesis for the next two years.

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In fifth grade English, Mrs. Barnett use to give us a picture from a magazine and had us write a story about it. To this day, I still find this fun. Person, place or thing, what’s the rest of the story?

Is she good or is she bad? Was she jilted on her wedding day? There are no rules, whatever you think is the right answer.

Shall we play?

I was told I’m evil, a child of the dark. The light say I may be innocent now, but eventually I will kill and destroy just as my ancestors have done.

Until a few months ago, I thought there were only humans and I was one of them. I didn’t even know fae existed, light or dark. Now I’m hunted, already judged and sentenced because of what, not who I am.

I’m one of the last dark fae. I can’t let them execute me. But if I fight the light, will I fulfill my dark destiny?

What’s her story? Tell us your version.


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The airplane was so tiny, it could be called a sardine can. my fourteen inch wide carry-on was banging against the seats as I dragged it behind me. I had become intimate with the two seat on the left, one on the right commuter plane. Even at my diminutive height of five foot two, I managed to smack my head on an over head bin. Up until now, all super small planes I’d flown on were short and wide, not super narrow.

This must be how sailor a submarine feel. I do loves me a man in a sailor uniform. But that’s another story.

As I was fighting with my recalcitrant case, banging along after me.  A ray of hope entered the darkness. A cowboy booted foot protruding out in the isle. A cowboy, too tall for his seat. Cowboys always offer help to a woman in distress.

As I slugged closer to immediate help, I notice a harlequin pattern painted on the boot. My stomach began to sink. When I got close enough to realize it was puffy paint, my stomach hit bottom. And not just puffy paint, he had bedazzled his belt to match his boots. This was no cowboy, it was a fauwboy (a faux cowboy).

He didn’t offer to help me with my case. He didn’t even look me in the eye.

Hot and sweaty, struggling down the isle I continued. Then I saw another ray of hope, a cowboy hat way in the back, near my seat. In the row so far back, if they’d have to strap me in the toilet to get me any closer to the rear of the plane.

My seat was finally in reach. Someone would help me heft my case into the overhead bin. I turned with  a forlorn look of desperation. His hat was tied to his head with strings. STRINGS TYING ON HIS HAT. This was no cowboy.

Cowboys do not paint their boots, bedazzle their belts, or need to tie their hats on. Cowboys wear worn boots, real leather, silver belt buckles, jeans without bling and finally, cowboys know how to treat women like ladies.

This is why I loves me a cowboy.

And a sailor

Any man in military uniform.


Texas Ranger, which goes without saying.

And …

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