We met a friend at the airport this morning to get his truck so he could fly out. We brought it home, and of course, Sparkles the naughty unicorn immediately asked about taking it out for a run through Ybor City on Friday to get chicks… I think someone needs to tell him his aspirations … Read More
Gidget’s adding a hobby.
Gidget is not only wanting to be a Wurld Dominashun Dawg, she wants to be a Domme. One of my latest gigs is I’m volunteering at the local BDSM club. The new owners are dear friends of mine, so I’m their web wench, social media sadist, and office geek. LOL So yesterday I had to … Read More
Merry Christmas From Princess Gidget (& the House Guest)
Merry Christmas from Princess Gidget and “de spotted wat,” Tequila.
Blessed Samhain and Happy Howl-oween from Gidget!
Blessed Samhain, peeps, and Happy Howl-oween from Gidget and Crew! Gidget sez: U kan hep keep me and de maow-maows (and Sheldon) in kibbul and kostumz by gettin Mommy’s books! (And Daddy haz 1 too.) Geek Chic (Bleacke Shifters 2) Flying Monkeys (Drunk Monkeys 6) Dancing on a Tightrope
Attack of Hurricane Gidget
Well, the bed WAS made…
Welcome, Gidget’s Minion, Sheldon (Or…How we came to own a Russian tortoise.)
We have a few rules around our house. Well, okay, not rules, exactly, but things that make life in general run more smoothly. One of those is I usually should not be allowed to go, unescorted, to places like the grocery store, mass-market pet store, Office Depot, Staples, Target, mass-market pet store, any bookstore, JoAnn’s, … Read More
Texts from Gidget 4
Apparently, Gidget loves her new minion, Sheldon. (Our new Russian tortoise.)
Blessed Mabon, peeps! And Gidget’s new minion.
Blessed Mabon, peeps! (Or Happy Autumnal Equinox for everyone else in the northern hemisphere. LOL) Spent a very long, wonderful weekend at Florida Power Exchange. Physically exhausting, but mentally and emotionally recharging. This was their second year, and I’ve been honored to be a judge both years now. It’s a great weekend of classes and … Read More
Texts from Gidget 3
*head/desk*
Welcome to the apupcalypse.
Apparently all my current work on my Drunk Monkeys series has Gidget a little nervous. She’s picked out her shotgun shells for the coming apupcalypse and is getting herself ready. Because, ya know, every apupcalypse requires a box (or five) of shotgun shells and your trusty sock monkey dog bed… But then… I awoke this … Read More
Gidget’s Tale of Woe.
When you’re a writer with very expressive animals, sometimes, this happens.
Author cr*p.
With the events of the past few days, a looming deadline, and a writers’ event to attend this weekend, the last thing I feel like doing is pimping my crap. (I feel like crawling into a cave in a Xanax-induced haze, but can’t.) Unfortunately, pimping my crap what keeps the normal things in life happening, like the … Read More
Day 5: They’ve changed tactics…
Day 5 of Hubby in Snowhio: Despite the maow-maows best attempts yesterday, I had coffee this morning in the new coffeemaker. Overnight, however, they did gravity-check a bag of peaches I had on the counter. Asshats. I believe now they’re trying to starve me since their attempts yesterday to sabotage the coffeemaker came to naught. … Read More
Gidget says…
…iz gud mornin ta stay snuggled under blankeez. Stay snuggied, mah frienz.
Gidget says…
“I do not understand dis game yoo two iz pwayin. Youz distubing me.”