Tuesday, October 30, 2012

When it's over...

When is enough...
 At what point do you give up on someone? It's a difficult thing to do...especially for someone like me. When I care for someone it's hard for me to turn my back on them. This comes back to the head VS the heart in a previous post I blogged about. My head tells me to turn from it, shut it off and move on....my heart is telling me to keep the hand extended in hopes a friendship can be salvaged. The difficult part of this situation is, I'm not sure how many more direct hits my pride can take. You can only hold your hand out so long before the arm becomes exhausted. I have a very assertive personality...very blunt with little to no filter. Maybe that's the problem, not sure. The bottom line is, it's beginning to feel bad. After an extreme amount of emotional trauma recently, I'm doubting if I'm capable of holding on. Love and friendship are both difficult to let go of, but when the choice is taken from you, it leaves you defenseless...Not a good place to be. My advice to you (the reader) would be...If you have a good friend...cherish them, be careful who you trust, and treat that person with the same amount of respect you yourself would like to have bestowed upon you. Anything less will destroy...

Thursday, October 11, 2012

A Teaser from the book Dawn Montgomery and I just wrapped up :)

Evil morning light pierced through loose slats right into her eyes. Melody let her forearm fall over her eyes. Thoughts of ghosts and intense sexual frustration made terrible bedfellows. She groaned. Another night with crappy sleep.
“That doesn‟t sound good.”
Her eyes snapped open and she dropped her arm. Less than a foot above her was the face of Travis Santiago. Her resident ghost. She narrowed her gaze at him.
Surprise crossed his expression before that wicked grin was back in place. “I wonder what I did to put that look on your face.” He put his hands under his chin as though lying on a pillow. In midair. The air around him charged with a strange energy.
“You know exactly what you did.” She could see the ceiling through him if she looked hard enough. “Maybe I should say what you didn‟t do.” She wasn‟t in the mood to be nice. Frustration and lack of sleep was a bitch to deal with.
“Ahhh.” He floated closer and dropped on top of her. Solid weight wrapped around her, pressing her against the mattress. “Maybe I should do something about that.”
Her body reacted instantly.
“Hey, I didn‟t say you could—” the words ended in a squeak of surprise. His mouth latched on to her nipple through the sheet.
He licked the pebbled tip and lightly sucked it to a hard point of sensitive pleasure. “Could what?” His breath caressed her skin beneath the sheet.
“How are you doing that?”
“Clothing is no barrier to me.”
She tightened the sheet around her body.
He looked up at her, and the lust staring back at her took her breath. “Neither is the sheet.”

Friday, October 5, 2012

The Neighbor Chronicles-Take 8

Well, the rotten chicken certainly served it's purpose. It was bad...REAL bad. Bad enough I could smell it when I got in and out of my car. I don't know how they could possibly stand it! It made me snicker every time I stepped outside. He knew I was responsible somehow, but had no idea what I had done or how to fix it...he just knew. After a week of no retaliation, I began to worry. It was unlike him not to hit back immediately. I think he allowed me to worry, as some sort of punishment.

  A week after the smell had died down, he struck! I come home from work and there is a gift by my front door. The card said, "Dinner this weekend?" How I fell for this, I will never know. So, I unlock the door and go sit on the couch to open the gift. I rip the box open and theres a snake inside! The hiss scared me more than anything! I threw the box across the room and ran! Great, theres a snake loose in my house and my neighbor on the left isn't home yet! After freaking out on the porch for 30 minutes, I realize I left my cell phone in the house with the snake! Now it wasn't a spider thank God, but I don't do snakes very well either! I crack the door open and spot my purse on the coffee table. I'm almost sick by this point, but I get enough courage to run in, grab it and get out before getting eaten alive! I called my brother, who came and caught the damn thing and set it free! He wanted to call the police, because he felt he had crossed the line with it. I of course said no...Retaliation would be sweet...and boy was it...Stay tuned..

Monday, October 1, 2012

Neighbor Chronicles-Take 7

As you read earlier, the spider incident was a line crosser for me. I had the troops gathered and downing bud light and smoking cigarettes like it was December 21, 2012 ;). We wait and wait...it's 1am now...it's on! So, my brother slips out back and picks up our weapon of choice. (Raw chicken that's been sitting in the sun all day). WE all gather at the window to watch as he army crawls to the neighbors house with said chicken! I could smell it from inside, oh it was bad. We watch as he slides under their house dragging that rotten chicken meat. By this point I am having a difficult time holding my bladder! I have never seen anything as funny as my skinny brother army crawling with rotten chicken in my life! Maybe it was the beer, I'm not sure, but for Gods sake that was hysterical. My closest friends were gathered around, trying to hold themselves up while doing a leg crossing dance! (I guess I wasn't the only one who had to pee).

 As my brother disappears under the house, the porch light comes on! It's floater, trying to quiet the growling dog! My brother freezes, looking back at us...Wrong thing to do!! I lost all control, all bodily function was gone! I fell on the floor crying with laughter. I cried so hard I was cramping in my ribs area. It didn't help that 2 of my girlfriends fell on top of me and one lost her bladder..which started a chain reaction! We finally were able to drag ourselves back up to the window and be the look outs we were supposed to be! He was in..gone from site! I snuck out there and squatted down near where he disappeared earlier, and...I could hear him laughing! Oh dear God, I should have been the last one to go out there! I fell on my ass and starting crying all over again! I could smell it!!! I couldn't see him very well, but I could damn sure hear him, and that's all it took. He finally came out and started dragging me by my arm, while I was limp, cramping and crying!

  We made it back inside and there they all were, all big eyed and pale from laughing. I finally asked the question everyone wanted to know...What did you do with it? He very calmly replied "I cut a slit in it and put it in the duct work" Everyone just stared, before I went down again. Needless to say, it was a hell of an incredibly fun and painful night. I fell asleep thinking of the smell they were going to wake up to and have no idea how to be rid of it, and wondering a little about the retaliation...and there was retaliation....Stay tuned :)