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I’ve heard this band several times in the past few days on Sirius XM, as commercial radio and I parted company, years ago. I love strong female lead singers and wish female fronted bands received more recognition. Enjoy Dead Sara’s “Weatherman.” I wish them much success!
Sharing a new author, Raven Morris’, anthology, “Tied With a Bow.” Enjoy!
Debut erotic romance author, Raven Morris, wanted to share a few hotties this week. I figured, why not? So I’m handing over the reins
(and the saddle… and the riding crop… and the spurs… and the rope… and the ass-less chaps… and the… sorry, lost my train of thought) over to Raven this week. She is also sponsoring a giveaway. Enjoy! ~ Olivia
Now THIS is a reason to celebrate!
By Raven Morris
Hi everyone and thanks, Olivia, for allowing me to debut my new erotic short story series, Tied with a Bow by sharing my hotties on your Hottie Hump Day!
But this is pretty much the only sharing these guys are going to get, because the women do NOT want to share their fabulous birthday presents with anyone.
Yep, that’s what I said: birthday presents. Wouldn’t you like to unwrap something like this?
Imagine all the possibilities…
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Zeke (left), 10-year-old Black Lab/Greyhound, Hannah (middle) 9-year-old Black Lab/Pitbull, and Charlie (right) 2-year-old Belgian Malinois, enjoying the Florida sun.
Hannah is a professional in the art of GTL, and often has her brother and sister packmates over for spa days.
I prefer contemporary heroines, with all the bells-and-whistles, trials-and-tribulations, and you-go-girl attitude of contemporary novels. Bodice rippers on pirate ships, featuring Fabio (or Fabio II, Fabio III, mini-Fabio, Fabio Jr,. etc.) can kiss my ass. I’m not attracted to periods of time without hydroelectric power or hot/cold running water, massage therapists and fast cars. That’s all.
Sororities, on college campuses, have begun to experience a resurgence. As the children of Gen-X Greeks seek a similar type of college experience, as their parents (i.e., people my age) they are “discovering” the benefits of Greek life. I am a member of an NPC group and continue active involvement, as an Alumna. Neither of my parents were involved in GLOs (Greek Letter Organizations), but both encouraged me to meet as many new people, as I could. They also understood the value of being affiliated with international organizations, after college graduation.
Recently, I was asked by several friends whose daughters are ready to attend college, whether these young women should go through Sorority Recruitment, or not. My answer is an unequivocal, enthusiastic YES!
In a nutshell, Sorority Recruitment is the process by which these fraternal women’s groups seek out new members. Typically, the process is governed by the local Panhellenic Council, made up of all the NPC (National Panhellenic Conference) on campus. Each campus is different and recruitment will reflect that campus’ “style.”
So, why do I encourage young women to participate in Sorority Recruitment. Simply put, it’s an easy way to meet potential friends. Whether they are invited to join (accept a bid) a Sorority, or not, it is an experience in learning how to market and present themselves, under pressure. Women should focus on being themselves, and highlighting their accomplishments and interests. If you know Alumnae members of any group, ask them for references.
I recommend the following three websites for more information:
http://www.sororityparents.com/ – Information/FAQs for parents of potential new members.
http://www.thesororitylife.com/ – Information for young women interested in participating in Recruitment.
http://www.recruitmentprep.com/ – Step-by-step instructions on the Recruitment process, what to expect and how to get ready, for potential new members
Short. Sweet. Hot.
It’s finally available! The first novella in the Sole Regret series, featuring drummer, Gabe “Force” Banner was released today. It’s available in ebook format from the following retailers.
For the five sexy rock gods of Sole Regret, finding love is easy, keeping it is hard.
Melanie has no desire to meet the members of the rock band, Sole Regret, but her groupie of a best friend gets them both backstage and then rushes off with the band’s lead singer. Left alone at an after party with a bunch of scary tattooed and pierced metal-heads, sheltered Melanie is relieved when the only normal-looking guy in the room insists on keeping her company.
By the time Melanie discovers that Gabe is the band’s drummer and not as normal as she assumed, she has already made a complete fool of herself. She can’t help but be interested in him, not as a rock…
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Ever feel overwhelmed by “stuff?” I do, especially after watching episodes of “Hoarders,” on A&E. I’m a pack rat. Always have been. But, I don’t have trouble getting rid of the ubiquitous pile of paper, usually junk mail, that creeps onto the dining table. Once the pile reaches critical mass, it’s gone!
Cleaning up my eating habits, however, is a different story. I like food. ALL kinds of food. I’m the person to call, when you want to try a new restaurant and no one will go with you. Unfortunately, I have the belly fat and chunky butt to show for it. So, during this short break from RN school, I’m cleaning up my diet.
This has been easy and hard. Easy, in that, I already like food, spices and vegetables. Hard, in that, I REALLY like carbohydrates. With sugar. With salt. With sugar and salt. With a side of carbohydrates. Especially, those found in bakeries, with sprinkles.
For the past three weeks, I’ve cut out all white carbs and added enormous amounts of vegetables. By enormous, I mean, enough to substitute for the white carbs. Which actually means smaller portions, because fresh vegetables bulk up faster in the body. On days 2 and 3 I was a miserable, cranky, moody, harpy witch. Sugar and unknown chemical detoxing is a bear. In fact, the mood I was in, bears would have stayed far, far away from me.
I made it through the initial detox. My next step is to find new recipes for lean proteins and vegetables.
Striving for progress, not perfection.
Isn’t part of the responsibility of writing a blog, actually posting to it on a regular/semi-regular basis. Ugh.
Forgive me blog, for I have sinned. It’s been TWO YEARS, since my last post.
I dust myself off and start all over again. At least until school starts again.
Recap: I was accepted to the Nursing school of my choice and am a Level II Nursing student. I have a little more than one year to complete, before sitting for the NCLEX (Nursing Boards). School has kicked my tail. It’s infinitely more difficult and emotion-draining than anything I’ve ever done, including being laid off.
School work is challenging at best, crippling at worst, which is most of the time. However, I feel right at home in the clinical setting, because it feels like “going to work.” As someone who worked professionally for almost 20 years, I was able to slip right back into my work self. It was liberating. Not only was I no longer in charge (supervisor), I was in a strict learning capacity – keeping my mouth closed and eyes and ears open. No sweat.
My Nurse Preceptors were outstanding. They were giving mentors who not only shared their personal experiences with me, but challenged me during routine assessments to think holistically about my patients. Yes, there were people who were clearly suffering from job burnout. But, given my age/work experience, I was able to avoid them. Some of my younger/less experienced fellow students were not, and felt almost shy or embarrassed to report their feeling to our instructor. Not I. School costs entire too much. If someone is not “wired to teach,” they don’t deserve my time, as a student.
The semester ended a couple of weeks ago! My time, for the next couple of months is my own, again! The first thing I did was read “Bear Meets Girl,” by Shelly Laurenston and “On the Prowl,” by Christine Warren – two contemporary paranormal romances, I’d pre-ordered, then watch as dust began to collect on them, on my bookshelf. I devoured both in about three days, and have a bunch more, including the “50 Shades of Grey” trilogy, on my to-be-read list.
I will have more time to devote to my, sadly overlooked, Zumba playlists for my classes. My students deserve some newer routines, and I’m prepared to deliver!
So, I got through the first week of A&P I and A&P I Lab. The great thing about my school is that they have support built into the program with free tutoring and weekly lab review sessions. I’m happy with their commitment to helping students succeed! The rest will be up to me.
My instructor is new to the school, but her no-nonsense attitude “be on time, turn off cell phones, wear appropriate clothes/shoes to lab, etc. was quite refreshing. Since I’ve used the “fat, drunk and stupid is not way to get through life” speech with college women I advise, it was right up my alley. I’ve also met some other mature students who I think will be study buddies, or at least vent buddies.
I’m happy to be taking one course to ease back into school, especially given the subject matter. I was thrilled to see that I actually remembered SOME things from my Chemistry I & II college courses that I took in 1986 and 1987! Maybe the old brain’s not so rusty, after all.
Keeping it really old school, with Sesame Street.
“Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood?
In your neighborhood?
In your neighborhood?
Say who are the people in your neighborhood
The people that you meet each day….”
In a few short hours of researching Nursing blogs, I’ve met some pretty terrific people and made some new twitter buddies. Which brings me to another reason I was drawn to Nursing – mentoring. I’ve worked for and am a member of other organizations with mentoring programs. The Nurses I’ve met, for the most part, have been generous with their knowledge, support and encouragement, already.
It probably stems from the fact that Nurses are responsible for patient care that encompasses the mind, body and spirit. While I typically don’t use sports analogies, I liken doctors to pinch hitters or pinch runners. They sweep in, treat and run, and move on to the next patient. Nurses are the franchise players. They develop a much closer relationship with the patient and his/her family. Both work in tandem, but patients get to know, and trust, their Nurses. I am curious to discover more.
Sung to the tune of “Going Back to Cali,” by L.L. Cool J.
I’m going back to college, to college.
I’m going back to college.
I don’t think so.
After being laid off for almost two years, I’ll be starting undergraduate Anatomy and Physiology I on Monday of next week. The last time I was a college student, spiral perms and acid wash jeans were the styles and I did all my papers on a Brother Word Processor.
My, how my world has changed. I never expected to be out of work, certainly not for more than a couple of months. And, never considered becoming a Nurse the first time I went to college. No. Criminal Justice was my major. Which I parlayed into a variety of different jobs successfully.
Sadly, the organization I thought I’d retire from, merged with another, reorganized and proceeded to lay people off as they transitioned. My last day there was bittersweet. Bitter because I knew I’d given the customers my best work and the best parts of myself and sweet, because I knew that I would not be a good match for the new direction they were heading.
In the meantime, I started working for myself as a Zumba Instructor and Virtual Assistant. Zumba helped me lose weight, become healthier and brought my joy, even on the darkest days. It gives me a reason to move, dance and have FUN and has become my passion! I’ll be sharing my experiences at the upcoming Zumba convention in a couple of weeks.
Which brings me to why I’m chronicling my return to college. This is not my first attempt at blogging. I’ve been recording my weight loss journey elsewhere. This, however, will be more personal because when I lost my job, I lost part of my identity. It’s time for me to take it back and I know my contributions lie in wellness, fitness and helping people become their healthiest selves.
BRING IT ON! I’M READY!