It's time to pull the plug when

I, Ashley Ladd, being of sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means. Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of pinhead politicians who couldn't pass ninth grade biology if their lives depended on it, or lawyers/doctors interested in simply running up the bills. If a reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to ask for at least one of the following: Chinese Take-Out

Sex Chocolate

Diet Cola

Skyline Chili Spaghetti Sex Mexican Food Chocolate

Shrimp

Lobster Sex Chocolate French fries Chocolate Pizza Sex Ice cream Diet Cola Chocolate Chocolate Sex Chocolate It should be presumed that I won't ever get better. When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my appointed person and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes, let the 'fat lady sing,' and call it a day!

Update on Uncle Bill: He had a bad night and so went to the doctor yesterday morning which canceled our visit. Thankfully, however, he only bruised his ribs, not broke them. According to both my dad and Uncle Bill, bruised ribs still hurt like hell.

Have a Drink IT'S 5 O'CLOCK SOMEWHERE

Rejection sucks. I need Chinese food!

Before I go into today's post, here's a picture to get you in the mood for Halloween - or maybe this will get you OUT of the mood. LOL Actually, I'm exactly in this mood today. I got rejected. Well, of course it was my story that got rejected, but it feels personal. I know it's not supposed to be personal but that sounds like what my customer service day job boss tells me when donors yell and scream and get nasty - it's not personal. Oh well :( Rejection sucks. It's yuckier, well, than that mess in the picture above. I hinted to hubby that I NEED, I mean I'm really really really in desperate need of Chinese food tonight, but he didn't bite. So instead of diving into a big vat of chocolate or Chinese, I ate a banana. It's not exactly comfort food if healthier. However, I'll probably be craving chocolate and Chinese food (not necessarily together in the same meal) tomorrow. I'm confused. The rejection told me what the publisher is looking for and said my story had some of those elements but not all. But it didn't specify which I'd done right and which was wrong, so I don't know what to fix or how to improve. I understand publishers are busy and don't owe us a thing. I really do. But I still wish I knew which things were wrong - not even tiny details but at least the broad categories. I guess it's back to the drawing board and try to get some help with it. Meanwhile, I'm going to chant (until I believe it) "It's not personal, it's not personal." (Geesh, I sound like Tom Hanks in "You've Got Mail", well, with a feminine voice.)

You'll also want to see what Amarinda Jones, Anika Hamilton, Anny Cook, Barbara Huffert, Brynn Paulin, Bronwyn Green, Dakota Rebel, Kelly Kirch, Molly Daniels, Sandra Cox, Regina Carlysle, and Cindy Spencer Pape are up to, so make sure to visit them also. :)

I not has a PMS!!!!

Um, this lioness pales in comparison to DD#2 when she's PMSing. Hint, the poor lion should throw chocolate at the lioness. That's the only thing that helps my daughter. I don't think I suffer from PMS, at least not often and not nearly as bad. I feel for DD#2, though. Poor lion. Poor lioness. Yikes! I thought I scheduled this to post at 7 AM this morning. But I see it was onlhy saved as a "draft". Good thing I checked. Not that this is any world-enlightening wisdom but I like to have a daily post. It also gives me the chance to add something else on my mind. Why are the gay and menage romances so popular right now? Why are women eating up gay (or as we call them in the industry "M/M") romances? I came out of the closet a few months ago for those of you that remember. I admitted I was once engaged to a man, "D", who came out to me as being gay and how shocked and hurt I was. That experience, that individual, tainted my view of this group of people for years. It wasn't until I met my friend M at my current day job that I got a better, hopefully more acurate glimpse, of gay men as people like everybody else. M is a great person. He's loving and caring to everybody. He's funny and smart and a good friend. He's in a committed and loving long-term relationship, probably one of the strongest I know. When he talks about his SO "K" it's always with love and adoration. When I'm with them, I can feel the love and respect between them and for others. M and K are universes apart from D. So after all these years I finally realize that it was just D's personality, to me he was sleazy - sleep around, lying and cheating, that was the real issue. I feel terrible for judging other people on the basis of him. I can only say I was very young, 17, and that that situation with D set off a horrible chain reaction in the rest of my life that also added to my bad feelings. Anyway, getting back to the topic in general, one of my writers' groups is discussing why they think women like M/M and menage romance. I think they're off base and so I'd like other opinions. At least one of them think it's because the women who read them (or any romance) is because they're too old and too scared to go after a real man for themselves, so they fantasize with our books. I don't buy this. When my mom found herself single in her fifties, she dated a lot. She joined groups of other singles her age and they all dated a lot. I also know a lot of married women who like to read and write romance books and watch romantic movies. Just because I'm married doesn't mean I don't melt at the prospect of a good romance. I still adore them. I don't like to peg people anymore. I feel badlyl I ever did. I'd like to think I've finally grown up. What do you think? Why are M/M and menage romances so popular presently? You'll want to see what Amarinda Jones, Anika Hamilton, Anny Cook, Barbara Huffert, Brynn Paulin, Bronwyn Green, Dakota Rebel, Kelly Kirch, Molly Daniels, and Sandra Cox are up to, so make sure to visit them also. :)