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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>425</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5663396095863427340</id><published>2012-01-21T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:28:29.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Evangeline- Heidi Radford Legg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PtTWUyX4UGY/Txurin6zCxI/AAAAAAAABZs/2pKLTHES3DA/s1600-h/my%252520evangeline%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="my evangeline" border="0" alt="my evangeline" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uS6xsVjsZ_E/Txurjb3fIbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/9o1fhkDdk0E/my%252520evangeline_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="155" height="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Evangeline is an Acadian, ready to join her boyfriend Max, an American, in Rhode Island, so she can go to art school. Her father thinks she is going to school in Montreal. He and her mother had been involved in the cause of&amp;#160; Quebec becoming a separate country, for the French speaking people of Canada. Her mother died in childbirth, and she was raised by her father. The French cause was her mother’s cause.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Set in 1995, the book follows Eve, as she caves in to her father’s wishes, leaving Max in the lurch, and going to Montreal.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once there, she meets a group of protesters, and gets involved with a mysterious man, who has an odd interest in her. Having failed to get Eve’s father back into the cause, Narcisste, offers Eve a place to paint, as well as the excitement of going out at night to protest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When Eve overhears his real plan, she is shocked and disgusted. A dark secret in her parents past is about to come to light, when tragedy strikes, flinging Eve into emotional turmoil.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I found myself&amp;#160; getting irritated at the characters, because they were all so manipulative, but Eve was young and sheltered so she at least has an excuse. I did like the story, though. It was new and fresh, a real coming of age story. I like learning new things, and I had not heard much about Acadians or the protesting in Canada.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know much about this time in Canada, for which my kids chastised me, but it happened long after I was out of school, and I don’t pay much attention to Canadian news. (shame on me). It was an interesting time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received this book from the author for review. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:1d70976e-0518-4602-ad26-1ccf6ad0ce17" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;blogger Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.example.com/fiction" rel="tag"&gt;fiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5663396095863427340?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5663396095863427340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-evangeline-heidi-radford-legg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5663396095863427340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5663396095863427340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-evangeline-heidi-radford-legg.html' title='My Evangeline- Heidi Radford Legg'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uS6xsVjsZ_E/Txurjb3fIbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/9o1fhkDdk0E/s72-c/my%252520evangeline_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6306023464357420703</id><published>2012-01-13T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:40:22.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty- Jillian Lauren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZaeboYfvAs/TxEhtkKtFVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/P1DXH44TADQ/s1600/pretty+jillian+lauren.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZaeboYfvAs/TxEhtkKtFVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/P1DXH44TADQ/s1600/pretty+jillian+lauren.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty is not a pretty story. Bebe has been in a horrible accident that killed her boyfriend and left her drug addled and scarred, trying to make a new life. Living in a halfway house, she is attending beauty school with a variety of characters. As she struggles to make her way, she encounters people who are both good and bad for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking all the rules is a way of life for her and she finds some comfort with another bad boy. When her heart is broken, yet again, Bebe finds that her friends may be a better choice than a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not like this as much as I liked Some Girls (review coming) but it was an okay read. I probably would not have purchased it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers some time ago. Sorry it took so long, and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6306023464357420703?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6306023464357420703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/pretty-jillian-lauren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6306023464357420703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6306023464357420703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/pretty-jillian-lauren.html' title='Pretty- Jillian Lauren'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZaeboYfvAs/TxEhtkKtFVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/P1DXH44TADQ/s72-c/pretty+jillian+lauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-113804089381287251</id><published>2012-01-09T13:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:45:07.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>52 Small Changes-Brett Blumenthal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eauZUgN2qJc/TwtKgHM0YyI/AAAAAAAABYc/wudmFr8x97s/s1600-h/changes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="changes" border="0" height="204" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7IevpPwX_8s/TwtKh1BzBMI/AAAAAAAABYk/BTu_B1MysGM/changes_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="changes" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a way to start the year! Perfect timing…. Small changes, one a week, for a year, can change your life, to become a healthier, happier you! Everything, from reading labels, watching what you eat, drinking more water, going outside, into the sun and giving back can make a true difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are exercises, tips on being with yourself, almost any small thing you can imagine to make life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapters are short, and the tips are sensible. This might be the book that does the trick for me. It is not overwhelming, and completely do-able.&lt;br /&gt;Common sense things, for sure, but the ones that often get lost in the shuffle in the fast paced lives we live.&lt;br /&gt;Check this one out if you want to be happier and healthier in 2012! I am going to give it a try and hope I succeed!&lt;br /&gt;I received this book for review from Amazon Encore. Thank You!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:b083c467-3c4e-4959-9524-19c00e85c105" style="display: inline; float: none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;blogger Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.example.com/nonfiction" rel="tag"&gt;nonfiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-113804089381287251?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/113804089381287251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/52-small-changes-brett-blumenthal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/113804089381287251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/113804089381287251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/52-small-changes-brett-blumenthal.html' title='52 Small Changes-Brett Blumenthal'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7IevpPwX_8s/TwtKh1BzBMI/AAAAAAAABYk/BTu_B1MysGM/s72-c/changes_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3625377886320603242</id><published>2012-01-01T19:43:00.050-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:30:52.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSS'/><title type='text'>Long Story Short-A New Year 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TZVbuQVt90/TwEgdAHls-I/AAAAAAAABYU/VzTub1B9rfE/s1600/2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TZVbuQVt90/TwEgdAHls-I/AAAAAAAABYU/VzTub1B9rfE/s1600/2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Happy New Year to all and I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday season. Thank you to all of my faithful readers and to all the authors, and publishers who provided me with books this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sad to say, the pneumonia has kicked my ass. The Dr. said to forget about Christmas (yeah right) but I think he was right. I am still not well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am going to have to do something that is one of my biggest pet peeves, and post quite a few catch up posts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not right now, because the coughing is killing me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I did not read 10 Steampunk books, only 9. So one challenge failed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I did read 102 books and my goal was 100, so Yea! I actually succeeded at my 100 book challenge.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My favorite book of 2011 was&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds-joe-lunievicz.html" style="color: red;"&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;by Joe Lunievicz. His story was original and his characters were wonderful!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will be accepting fewer review books in 2012, and reading from my own shelves and using my local library. I am looking forward to reading some of the books I have chosen to purchase.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will be posting some catch up reviews soon and hope I hear from you soon!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3625377886320603242?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3625377886320603242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-story-short-new-year-2012.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3625377886320603242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3625377886320603242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-story-short-new-year-2012.html' title='Long Story Short-A New Year 2012'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TZVbuQVt90/TwEgdAHls-I/AAAAAAAABYU/VzTub1B9rfE/s72-c/2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7002471154232359019</id><published>2011-12-10T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:32:36.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Secret Gift- Ted Gup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ODY2Ro0ZnH4/TuOlmfUdAQI/AAAAAAAABW0/SaaFkxuZVRU/s1600-h/a%252520secret%252520gift%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="a secret gift" border="0" alt="a secret gift" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RoygA_s3nqI/TuOloBnb0pI/AAAAAAAABW8/yFrfZfCJoLM/a%252520secret%252520gift_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is 1933 in Canton, Ohio, in the midst of the depression, when A Christmas Carol is read in church, resonating with all who were there. Businesses were failing, foreclosures, hungry children who did not learn the word “breakfast” for years. An ad in the paper offered help for the hardworking men of the town.The gift of five dollars from the mysterious B. Virdot would mean so much to the suffering people, feeding and heating homes, but mostly giving hope. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Decades later, the author discovered that his grandfather, Sam Stone, was in fact, B. Virdot, the partial names of his children. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Carefully researching the descendants of the recipients, Gup learns what happened in most cases to the families as a result of this secret gift. Was it enough to save them? Did it give them the hope needed to carry on?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The stories are heartbreaking, hopeful and the desperation of the proud people, asking for help, many only wanting work, not a handout, bring back a time that most of us don’t remember. But we should!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In 1933 welfare was not available. What assistance there was, was arbitrarily doled out by corrupt officials, hence the expression “on the dole”! It was shameful for hard working folks to ask and&amp;#160; they tried to get along on their own, often not succeeding. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Although the current circumstance in our country comes with some safety nets, we would do well to remember “The Hard Times” of the past.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was touching and well written. With the holidays coming, it is an excellent example of hope and the holiday spirit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got this book from my local library!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:aa16535f-ac46-4964-89e8-21fb530a45da" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;blogger Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.example.com/nonfiction" rel="tag"&gt;nonfiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7002471154232359019?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7002471154232359019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/secret-gift-ted-gup.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7002471154232359019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7002471154232359019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/secret-gift-ted-gup.html' title='A Secret Gift- Ted Gup'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RoygA_s3nqI/TuOloBnb0pI/AAAAAAAABW8/yFrfZfCJoLM/s72-c/a%252520secret%252520gift_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-9012273103676519957</id><published>2011-12-10T10:00:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:24:30.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Loose Gravel-David P. Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-X5FAaQdXvTs/TuOQN6-wV4I/AAAAAAAABWk/hsBjgrgN5II/s1600-h/loose%252520gravel%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="loose gravel" border="0" alt="loose gravel" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--1voYsmS77Y/TuOQQAmufkI/AAAAAAAABWs/kznOeg3rMqY/loose%252520gravel_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First, let me apologize for my silence. I have had bronchitis&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;that turned into pneumonia. I am just a wreck! Very behind on reviews and challenges, but I hope to catch up as I recover.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Detective Harold Bruntz is a mess. Unkempt and mean, no one wants to be his partner and the top brass are trying to get rid of him. The only problem is, he is very good at his job. He is like a bulldog, grabbing on to a case and not letting go, until he solves it. His methods are unscrupulous, and probably illegal as all hell, but he gets his man, or woman as the case demands. He is partnered with undercover cop Yo Yo Brown, who brings her own baggage to the table.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A string of crazy murders lead the duo into the world of incest, porn, mental illness, and the Russian Mob.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Harold is not what he appears, as he and Yo Yo won’t stop in their quest for justice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is a gritty (no pun intended) thriller that grabs you by the throat and shakes you until your head rattles.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A very dark, well written book that takes you to the dark places of the human psyche.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Adults only- I recommend this to anyone who is looking for something a little different, with complex characters and one tough new hero.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received this book from the author for review. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-9012273103676519957?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9012273103676519957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/loose-gravel-david-p-holmes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/9012273103676519957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/9012273103676519957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/loose-gravel-david-p-holmes.html' title='Loose Gravel-David P. Holmes'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/--1voYsmS77Y/TuOQQAmufkI/AAAAAAAABWs/kznOeg3rMqY/s72-c/loose%252520gravel_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6142914806130858069</id><published>2011-12-01T01:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:27:03.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA Fiction'/><title type='text'>The Dragonfly Prophecy-Jacquelyn Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uGaPXplCkZo/Ttc_pwxGC9I/AAAAAAAABWc/lyh3ubj7WJ8/s1600-h/dragonfly%25255B10%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="dragonfly" border="0" alt="dragonfly" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8Sjb5drO75s/Ttc_sfUxLUI/AAAAAAAABWg/yQdhujvNxgw/dragonfly_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="114" height="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lexi Blane is living a charmed life, with loving parents and a terrific boyfriend, William. Her life isn't perfect though. She keeps having fainting spells, lasting longer and longer. When she awakes, she finds herself in a different place, her parents are dead and William is only to be seen in dreams.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lexi was trapped in a place between our world and the next, in a coma. As she struggles to cope with the loss of her old life, Lexi is visited by William, who tells her she can come back to them. After she goes to live with her aunt, Lexi discovers a friend and ally in Chace, a boy she has known all of her life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chace has magical powers, as does Lexi, and he helps her to manage them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing, however, is as it seems. William is telling her one thing, and Chace is telling her something else. A war is brewing between the two worlds.If the other world wins, life as we know it will be over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who is telling the truth? Who will win the war? Will Lexi ever see her parents again?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This YA book is fanciful and enchanting. Anyone who believes in love and hope will love it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received this book from Maryglenn McCombs for review. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" border="0" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6142914806130858069?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6142914806130858069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/dragonfly-prophecy-jacquelyn-castle_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6142914806130858069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6142914806130858069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/12/dragonfly-prophecy-jacquelyn-castle_01.html' title='The Dragonfly Prophecy-Jacquelyn Castle'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8Sjb5drO75s/Ttc_sfUxLUI/AAAAAAAABWg/yQdhujvNxgw/s72-c/dragonfly_thumb%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1404832727367638865</id><published>2011-11-19T01:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:26:14.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Before I Fall- Lauren Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-V6tj-op_Q/Tsdkf4frzYI/AAAAAAAABU4/3RmPAsnVRVI/s1600/before.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-V6tj-op_Q/Tsdkf4frzYI/AAAAAAAABU4/3RmPAsnVRVI/s1600/before.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Samantha Kingston and her friends are the definition of “Mean Girls”. They torment without reason, and seem to have no problem being mean for the sake of popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a drunken party, The girls are involved in a terrible accident, which leaves Samantha dead. Except she wakes up and gets the chance to relive the day over (and over and …etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each chance she gets serves a different purpose. Can she save her own life? At what cost?&amp;nbsp; As Samantha tries to do the right thing, she finds that it is not as easy as she thought it would be. Each day, she is able to change something, to make the day end differently. Would you do whatever you could to save your own life? No matter what the cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Spoiler***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha does not live happily ever after, but the voices in this book are resoundingly true to the voices I hear in my own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a good example of a YA book that can be completely enjoyed by an adult audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew it was your last day, what would you do? Would you spend it with your family? Would you hang with your friends? Or would you just go batshit??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions that this book made me think of, were what endeared the book to me.&amp;nbsp; This is for adults as well as teens, and if you want a book that will make you weep, laugh and think, then this book is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Jamie at Planned Television Arts for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1404832727367638865?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1404832727367638865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/11/samantha-kingston-and-her-friends-are.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1404832727367638865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1404832727367638865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/11/samantha-kingston-and-her-friends-are.html' title='Before I Fall- Lauren Oliver'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-V6tj-op_Q/Tsdkf4frzYI/AAAAAAAABU4/3RmPAsnVRVI/s72-c/before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8410724803553766696</id><published>2011-11-08T23:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:52:50.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>The Man in the Rockefeller Suit-Mark Seal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYv_gqWN0Vk/TroiFHn-8cI/AAAAAAAABTA/SzkkoUZ8BVU/s1600/the+man+in+the+r+suit" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYv_gqWN0Vk/TroiFHn-8cI/AAAAAAAABTA/SzkkoUZ8BVU/s1600/the+man+in+the+r+suit" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a much higher note, "The Man in the Rockefeller Suit" was an excellent read! Mark Seal, through interviews and meticulous research has written the story of,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Christian Gerhartsreiter, a German immigrant, who came to America and wormed his way into communities, homes and businesses, resulting in fraud, kidnapping and murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the fascinating thing to me, was the ease with which he was accepted by the smartest, wealthiest people in several different communities, by simply using the name Clark Rockefeller. That people could be so easily swayed by a famous name, backed by what they thought was a huge fortune, simply amazed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stole money, property and quite possible the lives of two of his victims. It seemed that he believed his own lies, nearly believing that he was an actual Rockefeller. He married a very smart woman, had a child with her, took her money and stole her child, when things started falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely smart, very personable, he rode a wave of conning people, who accepted him without question. The impostor collected art, and people as he constantly improved his mannerisms and speech, so he could continue his charade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book works as a true crime story as well as a case study of a very disturbed personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this to anyone who likes a who done it as well as a why did he do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from NetGalley for review. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f8f8f8;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8410724803553766696?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8410724803553766696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/11/man-in-rockefeller-suit-mark-seal_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8410724803553766696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8410724803553766696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/11/man-in-rockefeller-suit-mark-seal_08.html' title='The Man in the Rockefeller Suit-Mark Seal'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYv_gqWN0Vk/TroiFHn-8cI/AAAAAAAABTA/SzkkoUZ8BVU/s72-c/the+man+in+the+r+suit' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4152540402375431423</id><published>2011-10-30T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:41:09.505-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>EWWWWWWW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRG4JQ_uXow/Tq3TI8KDt9I/AAAAAAAABSw/cCUmL6WKjzI/s1600/vixen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRG4JQ_uXow/Tq3TI8KDt9I/AAAAAAAABSw/cCUmL6WKjzI/s1600/vixen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you ever read a book that made you feel like you needed a shower after you red it? This was my shower worthy book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded this from the library, after half reading the rather murky description. It said it was about a fun loving socialite......I should have checked it out. ICK...her nickname is "Superhead". Of course I did not find that out until I was halfway through. Karrine Steffans was apparently a fixture in the hip hop world, a world I don't visit. She is misunderstood, so she says, after her first book "Confessions of a Video Vixen" hit the NYT &amp;nbsp;best seller list. So she is apparently a bestselling author. She writes like someone who doesn't do much reading. She claims to be offended by people who are not interesting, and not as smart as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...I guess she sold some books because she names names, I guess she has a nice house and fancy cars, she survived off of the kindness of the men she slept with, and she is so proud of herself. And she has a child that she is raising in this atmosphere, and oh, she was on Oprah. It is just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am far from perfect, this behavior is not something I feel should be put out there for anyone to read. If I want sleaze, I will read Hustler.It does not make me wish I was a skank when I was young. I guess this book was not for me, no way , no how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being reminded of this makes me want to go shower......I wish I could wash my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot recommend this book to anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4152540402375431423?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4152540402375431423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/ewwwwwww.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4152540402375431423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4152540402375431423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/ewwwwwww.html' title='EWWWWWWW'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRG4JQ_uXow/Tq3TI8KDt9I/AAAAAAAABSw/cCUmL6WKjzI/s72-c/vixen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1855441146116668367</id><published>2011-10-19T23:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T23:30:44.624-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Blood Lie-Shirley Reva Vernick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knz59NnmNYs/Tp9sMXsvmGI/AAAAAAAABRw/THraN-v862k/s1600/blood+lie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knz59NnmNYs/Tp9sMXsvmGI/AAAAAAAABRw/THraN-v862k/s1600/blood+lie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally a good book with blood in the title that has nothing to do with vampires! "The Blood Lie" is a fascinating book based on a real incident that happened in 1928.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Pool is a promising musician, falling in love for the first time, and Jewish. He longs for a Gentile girl, Emaline. He knows his music will take him away from his small town of Massena, New York, and that he and Emaline can never be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Emalines little sister, Daisy goes missing, the town turns against the Pool family and the Jewish population living there. The rumor is that Jews use children's blood to make their special holiday bread. A shocked town starts accusing Jack of using the child's blood,(an actual myth that people believed), as the search for the child continues. When things start to get really ugly, Jack sees his chances growing smaller, for the future he wanted so badly. The Temple is raided, homes are searched and vandalism is&amp;nbsp;perpetrated against the Pool family farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speed with which the town turned upon Jack and his family, shocked me. The fact that it was based on a true incident shocked me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a compelling story, written for the YA crowd, but it was interesting for an adult as well. I had wanted to get Vamp Child to do a joint review, but she did not get the chance to read it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this book for anyone interested in true life, written as a fascinating novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from the author for review. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1855441146116668367?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1855441146116668367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/blood-lie-shirley-reva-vernick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1855441146116668367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1855441146116668367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/blood-lie-shirley-reva-vernick.html' title='The Blood Lie-Shirley Reva Vernick'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knz59NnmNYs/Tp9sMXsvmGI/AAAAAAAABRw/THraN-v862k/s72-c/blood+lie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3270053246899001116</id><published>2011-10-17T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:30:23.883-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Anything- Michael Baron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKBk_EMZQSw/Tpz8eggNoOI/AAAAAAAABRo/o2iXdPnY-5U/s1600/anything" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKBk_EMZQSw/Tpz8eggNoOI/AAAAAAAABRo/o2iXdPnY-5U/s1600/anything" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What would you do for the person you love? Would you do anything? What would you give up? This is the premise of Michael Barons new novel. It is a magical story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and Melissa are engaged, and ready to be married in just a few days. When Ken goes to the mysterious jewelry store, run by the equally mysterious Stephon to buy Melissa a gift, he is given the chance to do something he dreams of, to see Melissa grow up. After thinking about it, he decides to go through with it, and discovers a dark secret in her past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret explains why she is a little closed off, and Ken jumps at the chance to change this one little thing. What he has forgotten is that actions have consequences. Everything can change at a moments notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love story is just wonderful and heartwarming, although I wish it hadn't ended so abruptly. (it seemed that way, but maybe because I was loving the story, it just seemed that way). It really makes you think about what if.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just lovely. Although it was a little fantastical, it was well worth reading. If you don't need a realistic, hard fact book, give this one a try. You won't be disappointed! This one is magic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from the publisher for review. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3270053246899001116?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3270053246899001116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/anything-michael-baron.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3270053246899001116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3270053246899001116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/anything-michael-baron.html' title='Anything- Michael Baron'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKBk_EMZQSw/Tpz8eggNoOI/AAAAAAAABRo/o2iXdPnY-5U/s72-c/anything' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2544887181851452707</id><published>2011-10-16T22:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:41:56.693-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sunday Salon-Long Story Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai52G8lZ2vk/TpuvIeROioI/AAAAAAAABRg/4xm4diqRbqY/s1600/blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai52G8lZ2vk/TpuvIeROioI/AAAAAAAABRg/4xm4diqRbqY/s1600/blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where there should be a picture of moi and Nancy Pearl, is a blank space. I cannot find my camera....I know it is somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to catch up..Two weeks ago my family pulled off the most amazing surprise birthday party for my 60th birthday at Maggianos Italian Restaurant. Many of my friends were there as well as some of my kids friends. It was a beautiful 4 course dinner and we had a private room with our own bar and bartender. I was so surprised!!!! (and I got to wear a crown) I had no idea they were planning anything. I had asked for KFC for my dinner...thinking at least I wouldn't have to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday I got to attend a cocktail hour and &amp;nbsp;reading at the Highlands Ranch Library for/with Nancy Pearl, who we all know is the author of the Book Lust books. She is so funny, charming and quick. It was a pleasure to hear her speak about books and reading. When I find my camera, I will post the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we jumped into Tink, our motor home and went to Chatfield lake for some peace and quiet. Sometimes it seems I can't even hear myself think with all the kids and people living here. SO it was a wonderful respite on a rainy, gray weekend. We were cozy and warm. And it was just the two of us. (and the dogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a physical scheduled but am not looking forward to finding out why my hair is falling out and what that pain in my throat is (tonsils?). I just hate when they put a name on it, official like. Sometimes it is better not to know. (ignorance is bliss..I must be the happiest idiot there is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a special book for tomorrows review called "Anything" by Michael Baron. Just wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2544887181851452707?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2544887181851452707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-story-short.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2544887181851452707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2544887181851452707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-story-short.html' title='Sunday Salon-Long Story Short'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai52G8lZ2vk/TpuvIeROioI/AAAAAAAABRg/4xm4diqRbqY/s72-c/blank' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3557537312586879514</id><published>2011-10-11T23:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:15:41.608-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>A Dog's Purpose-W. Bruce Cameron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzbhLeW4qhU/TpUoRP2ibKI/AAAAAAAABRM/PpobiIyqxak/s1600/a+dogs+purpose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzbhLeW4qhU/TpUoRP2ibKI/AAAAAAAABRM/PpobiIyqxak/s1600/a+dogs+purpose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This whole thing may be a *****SPOILER******, so if you don't want to know, don't read any further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As stated in my review policy, I do not want to read a book where the dog dies. Really, my family says I like dogs more than I like people, and I think they might be correct. So when this book was offered, I was hesitant, but I was assured that &amp;nbsp;it was not that kind of book. So I agreed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The dog dies. Not once, not twice, but a few times. Okay, I got over it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually this is an amazing book. The dog in question, may die, but it is reborn, remembering everything it learned in its previous life. What a help that was for the poor pooch. As each lifetime be it short or long, went on, the dog wonders why it keeps coming back. Looking for its purpose, it is a street dog, a family pet, a search and rescue dog..and I am not telling the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I figured I would need a tissue or two, but in fact, I ended up using a freaking bath towel to sop up my tears. It was wonderful! I think everyone needs a soul shower every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I loved this book!! Love, love loved it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was the dogs soul as well as its purpose that captured me. It was funny, smart, sadder than sad and beautiful. Everyone should read this book! Especially dog lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I highly recommend it! It is&amp;nbsp;definitely a book for humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I received this book and a really cute beach towel from JKS Communications for review. (will post a pic when I find my camera) Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3557537312586879514?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3557537312586879514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/dogs-purpose-w-bruce-cameron.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3557537312586879514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3557537312586879514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/dogs-purpose-w-bruce-cameron.html' title='A Dog&apos;s Purpose-W. Bruce Cameron'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FzbhLeW4qhU/TpUoRP2ibKI/AAAAAAAABRM/PpobiIyqxak/s72-c/a+dogs+purpose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7276747993189076647</id><published>2011-10-06T17:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T17:20:53.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>The Girls from Ames-Jeffrey Zaslow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aW3aFqaWeHs/Tos4afphu_I/AAAAAAAABRE/HzIyj9SFll0/s1600/the+girls+from+ames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aW3aFqaWeHs/Tos4afphu_I/AAAAAAAABRE/HzIyj9SFll0/s1600/the+girls+from+ames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a wonderful book about women and friendship. I have written before about not having many friends, but this book made me want to call all of my friends from school and catch up!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book takes place at a reunion for a group of girls who became friends as youngsters and teens, now in their 40's. They shared the usual angst as children, with petty squabbles. hurt feelings, joy and that closeness that it seems only young girls can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember saying we will be friends forever? We will be in each others weddings? We will live next door to each other and have our kids at the same time? &amp;nbsp;I remember all of those things. This book brought it all rushing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they grew up and moved for marriages and jobs, they still kept in touch, through letters and then e-mails.Meeting regularly let them stay close, and they were always there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book showed the difference between the way men and women make and keep friends. I wish I could have maintained my friendships the way these women did. I envy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is for anyone who has friends, wants friends, and has lost friends....in other words.....for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Heartwarming, funny, sad, this book really affected me. I miss what I have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this book from my local library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7276747993189076647?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7276747993189076647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/girls-from-ames-jeffrey-zaslow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7276747993189076647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7276747993189076647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/10/girls-from-ames-jeffrey-zaslow.html' title='The Girls from Ames-Jeffrey Zaslow'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aW3aFqaWeHs/Tos4afphu_I/AAAAAAAABRE/HzIyj9SFll0/s72-c/the+girls+from+ames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3121057995660389426</id><published>2011-09-27T23:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:44:26.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>The Woman Who Could Not Forget-Ying-Ying Chang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lu0mrcicPdM/ToJHEdYKnRI/AAAAAAAABRA/bW9FYuc3jaQ/s1600/the+woman+who+could+not+forget.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lu0mrcicPdM/ToJHEdYKnRI/AAAAAAAABRA/bW9FYuc3jaQ/s1600/the+woman+who+could+not+forget.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Iris Chang was an amazing writer. This book, written by her mother, is a wonderful tribute to her work and her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris grew up, wanting to do her best, she worked very hard and ended up writing one of the most heartbreaking, true books I have ever read, "The Rape of Nanking". Growing up, she heard her grandparents speak about the&amp;nbsp;atrocities perpetrated by the Japanese on the Chinese people during World War&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;II. She was compelled to write her book after seeing a photo exhibit about the crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris grew up, wanting to work hard and please her parents, doing well in school, wanting to write. And write she did! She listened to her teachers, and became one of the best writers I have come across.( I think I was so affected by her writing because at the end of World War II my Dad was in China. He saw what had happened there, and always told me how wonderful the Chinese people were.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first book, "The Thread of the Silkworm" was about a blacklisted Chinese scientist, and went on to write her most famous book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After writing her highly acclaimed book, she&amp;nbsp;traveled&amp;nbsp;endlessly, lecturing, researching further, writing and along the way she married . I was somewhat confused by her marriage. Her Mother did not say too much about it, except that she was happy, but it seemed to me that they led&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;lives for much of the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris and her husband were both very driven to succeed. She became depressed when her son was diagnosed with Autism. I am not sure but it seemed to me that all this couple did was work and move from one home to another. Iris wanted to keep her fight alive, and she did not want the "second holocaust" forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her fame grew, she started taking anti-depressants, suffering a serious breakdown while on a lecture trip.&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, she took her own life. Her Mother believes it was caused by the medications, but we may never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true voice was silenced, but Ying-Ying Chang, will not let us forget her daughter and her contributions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an obvious labor of love and a tribute to an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend it to anyone who has read "The Rape of Nanking" and to anyone interested in the life of it's author, Iris Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this e-book from NetGalley for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3121057995660389426?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3121057995660389426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/woman-who-could-not-forget-ying-ying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3121057995660389426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3121057995660389426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/woman-who-could-not-forget-ying-ying.html' title='The Woman Who Could Not Forget-Ying-Ying Chang'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lu0mrcicPdM/ToJHEdYKnRI/AAAAAAAABRA/bW9FYuc3jaQ/s72-c/the+woman+who+could+not+forget.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2654013838851581908</id><published>2011-09-17T01:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:33:22.790-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGM'/><title type='text'>The Girl with Three Legs-Soraya Mire- Eve Ensler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iaf74dKqCfs/TnRNK2EO54I/AAAAAAAABQA/kOOf7WPnIUk/s1600/3+legs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iaf74dKqCfs/TnRNK2EO54I/AAAAAAAABQA/kOOf7WPnIUk/s1600/3+legs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Somalia was a country in upheaval. Soraya was a child with friends who would not play with her because they said she had three legs. Unable to understand, she turned to the person she trusted most, her mother.Promising her a "gift" at 13, her mother took her to a stranger, a man, to be mutilated. (genital mutilation) Her female parts were cut off and she was sewn up, only to be opened by her future husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was part of the culture, and was thought to keep girls from getting wild, and making them more attractive to a potential husband. This husband might be a relative, or an older man, not of the girl's choosing. Her Mother marries her off to a cousin, who brutalized her. By escaping him, she saved her own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a harrowing story, but one that should be told. Countless girls are abused in such a manner, under the mantle of "culture". By speaking out, Soraya Mire risked everything, but she continues to speak out about the worst form of child abuse I can imagine for a young girl. Her bravery is an inspiration, as she battles the men of her country, and the women who follow them like sheep to slaughter. While it is hard to change a culture, I hope it is not impossible. All women should read this book! Most of us will count ourselves lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from NetGalley for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2654013838851581908?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2654013838851581908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-with-three-legs-soraya-mire-eve.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2654013838851581908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2654013838851581908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-with-three-legs-soraya-mire-eve.html' title='The Girl with Three Legs-Soraya Mire- Eve Ensler'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iaf74dKqCfs/TnRNK2EO54I/AAAAAAAABQA/kOOf7WPnIUk/s72-c/3+legs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6025659325257443448</id><published>2011-09-11T18:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T18:22:11.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Guest Post- Bloodspell-Amalie Howard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvMVgTJXvys/Tm1JcK0tGGI/AAAAAAAABP4/AFiv1IWlONY/s1600/bloodspell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvMVgTJXvys/Tm1JcK0tGGI/AAAAAAAABP4/AFiv1IWlONY/s1600/bloodspell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My 13 year old granddaughter has written a review on a terrific YA book, "Bloodspell".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Victoria Warrick had just moved to a new school after an incident at her old school. Then, on her seventeenth birthday she discovers a secret hidden in a gift from her grandmother. She’s a witch. And that’s just the beginning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; At her new school she meets Christian Devereux. Someone who actually understands her. Though she soon learns their romance is doomed, each of them bound by the laws of the supernatural world.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;This book has so many twists and turns. Its got everything a good fantasy book needs. A compelling story, easily relatable, yet different, unique characters, magic and action.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;This book is so well written that you may just go into hysterics over it. I know I did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;This is definitely an amazing book and my new favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vamp Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received this book from Marissa at JKS Communications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both thank you very much for the chance &amp;nbsp; to read and review this book! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This was a wonderful read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6025659325257443448?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6025659325257443448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/guest-post-bloodspell-amalie-howard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6025659325257443448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6025659325257443448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/guest-post-bloodspell-amalie-howard.html' title='Guest Post- Bloodspell-Amalie Howard'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvMVgTJXvys/Tm1JcK0tGGI/AAAAAAAABP4/AFiv1IWlONY/s72-c/bloodspell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8365990972158469639</id><published>2011-09-07T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:18:56.587-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Virtual Book Tour- Commune of Women-Suzan Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geROnHDHlmc/TmhKamqxyXI/AAAAAAAABP0/vQ201_HeDTE/s1600/commune+of+women.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geROnHDHlmc/TmhKamqxyXI/AAAAAAAABP0/vQ201_HeDTE/s1600/commune+of+women.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Commune of Women" is a character study of a diverse group of women, forced together by an unexpected, horrible event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When terrorists take over LAX, killing many in their wake, 6 women find themselves in an employee break room, using a snack machine to block the door. &amp;nbsp;Erica, a business woman is injured, Heddi, a Jungian analyst, feels it is her job to take charge, Pearl, an elderly bag lady, just wanted a nap, Betty, a patient of Heddi, is a sad housewife, having driven her family away, Ondine is a self absorbed aritst, trying to decide if she should move to a glorious home in France, that she inherited, and Sophia, a quiet woman with amazing survival skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frightened and wounded, Heddi suggests each woman tell something about themselves. Superficial at first, the stories become deeper as the days go on. Broken homes, broken lives, strength and weakness all flow through the small room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, X, the lone woman terrorist is watching the horror unfold, as her group shoots and gathers hostages. When she realizes the real reason behind the attack, her strength shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not like some of the characters, as people, and I found Pearl's voice jarring as I read, but I am not sure how I would have changed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion brought me to tears, so you might say, I was invested in these women's lives. Their stories were amazing and were written in a way that MADE me care. I would recommend this book to anyone who likes a good story, well told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Tracee at Pump up Your Book, for this tour. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8365990972158469639?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8365990972158469639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/virtual-book-tour-commune-of-women.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8365990972158469639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8365990972158469639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/09/virtual-book-tour-commune-of-women.html' title='Virtual Book Tour- Commune of Women-Suzan Still'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-geROnHDHlmc/TmhKamqxyXI/AAAAAAAABP0/vQ201_HeDTE/s72-c/commune+of+women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6020500710653691354</id><published>2011-08-23T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:09:42.354-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Yet another disaster befalls me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvHoNVhgp1Y/TlNR_3jEJYI/AAAAAAAABPU/slpCQkevQNQ/s1600/broken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvHoNVhgp1Y/TlNR_3jEJYI/AAAAAAAABPU/slpCQkevQNQ/s1600/broken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be brief since I am in pain. I managed to fall and broke my OTHER shoulder. As many of you know I broke my left shoulder last year. This year it is the right one. I guess I was going for symmetry. I am woefully behind on reviews, but am hoping to get someone to type them for me...I will return ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6020500710653691354?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6020500710653691354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/yet-another-disaster-befalls-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6020500710653691354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6020500710653691354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/yet-another-disaster-befalls-me.html' title='Yet another disaster befalls me'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvHoNVhgp1Y/TlNR_3jEJYI/AAAAAAAABPU/slpCQkevQNQ/s72-c/broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-422351175469842599</id><published>2011-08-10T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T18:05:47.665-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Surviving the Angel of Death- Eva Mozes Kor , Lisa Rojany Buccieri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQKuc75rDY8/TkLWo1w04DI/AAAAAAAABO4/k7oRFSVifDg/s1600/surviving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQKuc75rDY8/TkLWo1w04DI/AAAAAAAABO4/k7oRFSVifDg/s1600/surviving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eva Mozes Kor was 10 years old when she and her twin sister Miriam as well as her parents and two older sisters were taken to Auschwitz. Joseph Mengele was known as The Angel of Death. His "medical" experiments were among the most horrific ever conducted, in the name of science. Twins were among the most sought after victims. These twins were the only survivors of their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book that is geared to the YA audience. The story of Eva and Miriam is told with compassion and in terms that a middle schooler could relate to. While it is not terribly explicit, there is enough to suggest that a parent looking to let your child read this, might want to read it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it to be very straight forward, and informative. How the girls survived, and learned to forgive is just an amazing story. Harrowing in some parts, their story is one that has to be remembered. By writing for a younger group, Eva has done a service to both survivors, and the people who read about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well written and I recommend it to anyone interested in the Holocaust. In the end it is a story of hope, forgiveness and finding peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this E-Book from Net Galley for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-422351175469842599?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/422351175469842599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/surviving-angel-of-death-eva-mozes-kor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/422351175469842599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/422351175469842599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/surviving-angel-of-death-eva-mozes-kor.html' title='Surviving the Angel of Death- Eva Mozes Kor , Lisa Rojany Buccieri'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQKuc75rDY8/TkLWo1w04DI/AAAAAAAABO4/k7oRFSVifDg/s72-c/surviving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2565548914763177717</id><published>2011-08-04T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:02:43.096-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Sunset Bridge-Emilie Richards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAZA-6W19l0/TjozfOPyLgI/AAAAAAAABOw/UhppSmn_GrU/s1600/sunset+bridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAZA-6W19l0/TjozfOPyLgI/AAAAAAAABOw/UhppSmn_GrU/s1600/sunset+bridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The women of Happiness Key are back in Sunset Bridge. A few things have changed and some things have not. Wanda's daughter Maggie has moved back to the Key, Jayna is still lusting for a child, Tracy is still with Marsh and is having money troubles. Alice is struggling to raise her grand-daughter. The Rec center is still going strong, and Wanda's Wonderful Pies is growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsh and Tracy are arguing like cats and dogs, and Tracy suddenly finds herself unexpectedly pregnant.She is not sharing the information with Marsh, as she struggles with nausea and an ever expanding waistline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden, terrible event leaves Jayna with 2 samll children, and Maggie, a former cop agrees to pull in some favors and to look into the case. She enlists the help of her former lover, Felo, a fellow cop. As she noses around, several exciting things happen to the area. A movie company is filming, a new bridge is being designed and built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star of the film is convinced that "pies are the new cupcakes", and he loves Wanda's pies.&lt;br /&gt;Her success brings a dizzying offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a hurricane threatens, and Maggie is missing, the women do what it takes to save her, and themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about the strength of women, and the importance of friendship. It also reminds us of the value of communication, and of course, LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a terrific book!&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Planned Television Arts for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2565548914763177717?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2565548914763177717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/sunset-bridge-emilie-richards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2565548914763177717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2565548914763177717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/sunset-bridge-emilie-richards.html' title='Sunset Bridge-Emilie Richards'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAZA-6W19l0/TjozfOPyLgI/AAAAAAAABOw/UhppSmn_GrU/s72-c/sunset+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4396207473485403524</id><published>2011-08-03T23:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:48:02.225-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Wanna Get Lucky &amp; Lucky Stiff-Deborah Coonts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKcJLqN4zw8/TjeT6dSXvLI/AAAAAAAABOg/Golrfxti2oo/s1600/wanna+get+lucky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKcJLqN4zw8/TjeT6dSXvLI/AAAAAAAABOg/Golrfxti2oo/s200/wanna+get+lucky.jpg" width="122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2cKY8QAr2A/TjouRPSK7ZI/AAAAAAAABOk/6IvxzMoAkXE/s1600/lucky+stiff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2cKY8QAr2A/TjouRPSK7ZI/AAAAAAAABOk/6IvxzMoAkXE/s200/lucky+stiff.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick lit has a new girl on the block. Lucky O'Toole is the Customer Relations Manager of the Babylon Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas, and she has a heck of a job to do. Between drunken guests, a porn convention, a million loose bees, crazy&amp;nbsp;celebrities,she also has murders to contend with. This girl can do it all! In heels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky works for the Big Boss and her mother runs a high class brothel., which causes her no end of trouble. Her man, Teddy, is a female impersonator and he is NOT gay. He sings and writes music that makes her heart sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books are like sneaking backstage in a Vegas show. They are an inside view of what it's like behind the glitz and glamour. You see the good and the ugly but it is all fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High rollers, low&amp;nbsp;life's&amp;nbsp;and everything in between make these books funny, sassy, smart and flirty. Perfect books for the dog days of summer. Take them on that Labor Day trip, to the pool, to the school play, but take them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky juggles men, guests, her family, and friends with such a sense of humor, that you can't help but fall in love with her! She is a spunky new heroine who deserves to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for fun reading, these books are for you. Read&amp;nbsp;Wanna Get Lucky&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;first, and&amp;nbsp;Lucky Stiff&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;second. If we are "Lucky" there will be many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received these books from FSB Associates for review. Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4396207473485403524?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4396207473485403524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/wanna-get-lucky-lucky-stiff-deborah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4396207473485403524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4396207473485403524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/08/wanna-get-lucky-lucky-stiff-deborah.html' title='Wanna Get Lucky &amp; Lucky Stiff-Deborah Coonts'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VKcJLqN4zw8/TjeT6dSXvLI/AAAAAAAABOg/Golrfxti2oo/s72-c/wanna+get+lucky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7477834476594869977</id><published>2011-07-26T22:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:18:42.581-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LSS'/><title type='text'>Long Story Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7lCJ6rg2M/Ti-QkymkmnI/AAAAAAAABOY/EUJRMzETbkA/s1600/books+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7lCJ6rg2M/Ti-QkymkmnI/AAAAAAAABOY/EUJRMzETbkA/s1600/books+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a semi-regular feature here on Life Happens.&amp;nbsp; Basically, it will be my pet peeves with blogs, and bloggers, as well as catching up on personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first peeve is a tiny one…why, oh why do you make you writing in yellow? or something so pale it cannot even be read? I have many blogs in my reader, and I don’t have time to adjust for every weird thing I cannot read. So I deleted your blogs from my reader after a long frustrating time. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the blogger who has 19 entries all on the same day. I mark&amp;nbsp; you as all read. Why oh why can’t you schedule them to run over a few days? You remind me of Harriet Klaussner, from Amazon. It just makes me crazy! (maybe I am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last for this time, is book trailers…what is up with that? It is a book, not a movie. I like to picture the characters in my head, not what some slick producer thinks they look like. So when I see them, I pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, I did go to the movies and saw Harry Potter. It was a wonderful conclusion to a great series. It makes me sad but happy at the same time, since it was done so well. (now I am resting up from my outing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been watching a lot of movies at home. Red Riding Hood, Rango, and I spent a weekend watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy. (pretty good, a decade late, don’t you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on our last trip we listened to our first audio book! It was the perfect length and ended as we pulled up to the house!! Talk about timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about me…..what are your pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7477834476594869977?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7477834476594869977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/long-story-short.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7477834476594869977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7477834476594869977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/long-story-short.html' title='Long Story Short'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_7lCJ6rg2M/Ti-QkymkmnI/AAAAAAAABOY/EUJRMzETbkA/s72-c/books+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5768021091852606363</id><published>2011-07-18T06:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:03:51.472-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Inherit the Throne- Steve DeWinter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dj-sm43-do/TiN6eduX6OI/AAAAAAAABN4/MFfrcjUaU70/s1600/inherit+the+throne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dj-sm43-do/TiN6eduX6OI/AAAAAAAABN4/MFfrcjUaU70/s1600/inherit+the+throne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Melissa Stone finally has her act together. She is living under an assumed name, waiting tables in a small town and is happy with her new life. When someone makes an attempt on her life and endangers her family, she is forced back into the dark world she had turned her back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A robot controlled SUV loaded with explosives takes aim and crashes into the Vice-Presidents limo, throwing the country into a panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Hartford, Speaker of the House, former alchoholic, and soon to be President of the United States, is a man, not in charge of his own life. For twelve years he has been going along with the weirdest plan he had ever heard. A plan to make him President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elaborate plan, being managed by the mysterious Hannah, involves several people, all coordinated to do maximum damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Melissa save the President, Vice-President, and the Speaker of the House? Can she save her own life, and the lives of those she loves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was not perfect (could use a little edit),this book is a nonstop thrill ride from beginning to end. It is a perfect summer read, full of twists and turns, introducing a heroine for our times. A kick ass kinda gal!! This is the first in what I hope is a series of Melissa Stone novels. And what a start it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this E-book from Pump up your book virtual tours, for review. Thank you for introducing this new star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5768021091852606363?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5768021091852606363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/inherit-throne-steve-dewinter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5768021091852606363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5768021091852606363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/inherit-throne-steve-dewinter.html' title='Inherit the Throne- Steve DeWinter'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6dj-sm43-do/TiN6eduX6OI/AAAAAAAABN4/MFfrcjUaU70/s72-c/inherit+the+throne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7445455389571814122</id><published>2011-07-17T18:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:07:03.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Faces-Peter A. Adamson M.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvv4pD_HO58/ThFBunB6CFI/AAAAAAAABNA/3IahORBdPUM/s1600/fabulous+faces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvv4pD_HO58/ThFBunB6CFI/AAAAAAAABNA/3IahORBdPUM/s1600/fabulous+faces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not so much.....I should have read the description a little better. This is a book for people who want to have plastic surgery. On their faces, duh. &amp;nbsp;I had a really hard time with this book. It wasn't the writing, which was fine, it was the subject matter. The more I got into it, the more I got the willies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exactly what it was supposed to be, a guide for someone looking to have facial surgery. It talks about what to look for in a Doctor, what different fillers do, and offers testimonials from very satisfied people, who were unhappy with their looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just couldn't wrap my mind around it. The fact that everyone can afford it, (not) that so many people are hating their faces, was just a huge turn off for me. I think of my mothers face, soft as silk, wrinkled (each one earned), of Georgia O'Keefe, how different she would have looked with a face lift, the beauty of an older face, and I weep for our youth obsessed culture. I am far from beautiful, but I earned this face, and I plan to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small section about the good works done by plastic surgery (cleft palates,injuries, etc) was very good but it was far too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are planning to "fix" something you hate about your face, then this is the book for you. It was not the book for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from The Cadence Group for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7445455389571814122?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7445455389571814122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/fabulous-faces-peter-adamson-md.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7445455389571814122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7445455389571814122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/fabulous-faces-peter-adamson-md.html' title='Fabulous Faces-Peter A. Adamson M.D.'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvv4pD_HO58/ThFBunB6CFI/AAAAAAAABNA/3IahORBdPUM/s72-c/fabulous+faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2111032156309883588</id><published>2011-07-14T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T23:34:53.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>The President is a Sick Man-Matthew Algeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4rH5omHecg/Th_C7teghDI/AAAAAAAABNs/WTfvpY3jLc8/s1600/the+president+is+a+sick+man+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4rH5omHecg/Th_C7teghDI/AAAAAAAABNs/WTfvpY3jLc8/s1600/the+president+is+a+sick+man+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the story of Grover Cleveland and the hard working reporter who told the story of a secret health matter, only to be branded a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland had a cancerous tumor in his mouth. Ulysses S. Grant had just died a public and painful death from the dread disease, cancer. Cleveland feared the country, in the midst of a depression, could bot handle another medical disaster in their leader, so he wanted to keep it a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of doctors and a dentist were sworn to secrecy, and put aboard a yacht for the Presidents operation.&lt;br /&gt;While the President was recovering, his people were assuring reporters that he was resting from the strain of office, and a slight dental issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The press has a choice, report the rumor of cancer, or report the offered story. After much debate, they agreed to report the vacation, dental story. This is one example of the difference between the press of 1893 vs. the press of 2011, who would have never covered up anything. They would have exploited it beyond all recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One intrepid reporter, EJ. Edwards, discovered the truth and reported it. He was branded a liar, a label which followed him throughout his career, and life. The truth did not come out for 24 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way the President is protected, was amazing to read, living in today's climate, and this was a fascinating story. When the truth was finally told, and medical forensics finally caught up, it was discovered that the tumor was an stunningly slow growing cancer, and that the operation that was so successful, given that it was done on a moving ship, was way ahead of its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone interested in reading about previously unknown pieces of history. The storytelling is excellent and the characters are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Net Galley for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2111032156309883588?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2111032156309883588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/president-is-sick-man-matthew-algeo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2111032156309883588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2111032156309883588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/president-is-sick-man-matthew-algeo.html' title='The President is a Sick Man-Matthew Algeo'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4rH5omHecg/Th_C7teghDI/AAAAAAAABNs/WTfvpY3jLc8/s72-c/the+president+is+a+sick+man+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8454419884008089804</id><published>2011-07-12T17:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:27:07.965-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Explosions, Mountains, and a dislocated jaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIYZaw0B3uk/ThzU21FW3pI/AAAAAAAABNI/PEkMabvNEAc/s1600/explosion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIYZaw0B3uk/ThzU21FW3pI/AAAAAAAABNI/PEkMabvNEAc/s1600/explosion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My front yard felt like this on the 4th of July. Dearest R and the boys just love making their own explosives out of legal fireworks. The blast and the heat were pretty intense but everyone had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night on the 4th, I felt weird and I could not close my mouth or swallow. I called the ask a nurse service and she told me to go to the ER. I had somehow dislocated my jaw! And I do not know how!!?? I had a sedation and the Doc put it back in place, but said it can happen again. I am afraid to chew anything. In a way I guess it might stop me from eating and make me lose weight. (as if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot in town so I took my pain pills (good) and my muscle relaxers (better) and we went to the mountains in Tink to visit R's sister. (the perfect one) I slept for 3 days and didn't visit at all. Shame on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some reading done and hope to get the reviews up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone done the jaw thing? &amp;nbsp;It was worse than my busted shoulder. I don't want to eat pudding for the rest of my life. Any suggestions would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8454419884008089804?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8454419884008089804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/explosions-mountains-and-dislocated-jaw.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8454419884008089804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8454419884008089804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/explosions-mountains-and-dislocated-jaw.html' title='Explosions, Mountains, and a dislocated jaw'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIYZaw0B3uk/ThzU21FW3pI/AAAAAAAABNI/PEkMabvNEAc/s72-c/explosion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5272227167981871919</id><published>2011-07-03T22:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:57:21.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sunday Salon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcM5l14SXWA/ThFEeB0dSYI/AAAAAAAABNE/2UywT60F8Z4/s1600/sunday+salon.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcM5l14SXWA/ThFEeB0dSYI/AAAAAAAABNE/2UywT60F8Z4/s1600/sunday+salon.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been awhile since I did a Sunday Salon, so I thought I would catch up a little. Last month was wonderful and busy, with my family reunion, my Dad and&amp;nbsp;Step-mom&amp;nbsp;came for a visit, the&amp;nbsp;grand-kids are visiting their Dad, so the house has been rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Moab on Tuesday so I can pick up the sign that hung in front of my favorite bookstore there, The Arches Book Company! I wrote a lament &lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-catch-up.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;when I found out they had closed. The sign will look great in my library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get as much reading done as I had hoped, but have a few reviews coming up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son has some friends coming for the 4th, and I love it when "my boys" come home. We will be blowing stuff up and having some food. It will be a wonderful day for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cd/dvd player on my laptop is dead, so I get to deal with the company, since the warranty expired about 36 days ago. Isn't that the way it always goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5272227167981871919?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5272227167981871919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-salon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5272227167981871919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5272227167981871919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-salon.html' title='Sunday Salon'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AcM5l14SXWA/ThFEeB0dSYI/AAAAAAAABNE/2UywT60F8Z4/s72-c/sunday+salon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-152979762021290432</id><published>2011-06-28T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:09:46.566-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Doctor Confidential-Secrets Behind the Veil-Richard Sheff M.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ruCKnv8-tYc/TggMBuunjuI/AAAAAAAABM8/rgQkBfJXvQA/s1600/doctor+confidential.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ruCKnv8-tYc/TggMBuunjuI/AAAAAAAABM8/rgQkBfJXvQA/s1600/doctor+confidential.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took this book for review with some apprehension, because I have read many books about medical training, and I was afraid it would be the same old thing. I was pleasantly surprised when I read about his feelings for his patients. Dr. Richard Sheff is someone who was interested in psychiatry, but switched to family medicine, while in training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories of his patients were uplifting as well as heartbreaking. His personal struggles are documented as he goes through medical school, internship, and residency on his way to becoming a family practice doctor. He is tired, sometimes confused and always compassionate. His love for the people he cares for shines through with each story, and this love threatens to break his spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His initial idea was to go into psychiatry, but when he heard the phrase "what does love have to do with it?" he changes his path. Every doctor should have his compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every patient deserves a doctor like Dr. Sheff. Someone who cares for medicine, and someone who is not afraid to care for his patients, on a personal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this book to anyone who is considering a career in medicine, and anyone who is a patient.(and isn't that all of us at one time or another?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Rebecca at The Cadence Group for review. Thank You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-152979762021290432?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/152979762021290432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/doctor-confidential-secrets-behind-veil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/152979762021290432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/152979762021290432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/doctor-confidential-secrets-behind-veil.html' title='Doctor Confidential-Secrets Behind the Veil-Richard Sheff M.D.'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ruCKnv8-tYc/TggMBuunjuI/AAAAAAAABM8/rgQkBfJXvQA/s72-c/doctor+confidential.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6200263919903994564</id><published>2011-06-16T01:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:09:57.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Save Me- Lisa Scottoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSgczxW-qpM/TfmrOQgivXI/AAAAAAAABMo/bNZc17jNHHc/s1600/save+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSgczxW-qpM/TfmrOQgivXI/AAAAAAAABMo/bNZc17jNHHc/s1600/save+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;When an explosion rocks her daughter's elementary school, Rose McKenna is helping in the lunch room as a volunteer. Her daughter, Melly has been bullied by Amanda, a mean little girl with a mean circle of friends. Melly has a facial birthmark, making her the target for cruel taunts. After witnessing an event, Rose starts talking to Amanda, since the school supposedly has a no tolerance policy for bullying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Rose is blown across the room, and when she comes to, she helps Amanda and her friends through the smoke and fire, pointing out the exit, and runs to find Melly. She finds her unconscious and carries her to safety, but when they are taken to the hospital, Amanda is brought in, in a coma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Rose goes from hero to villain in a heartbeat. She learns what Melly has benn going through, when the parents and the press turn against her. She is reviled as evil, a woman who would leave a little girl in danger to find her own daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;With the other parents set against her, the threat of lawsuits and possible prosecution, weighing on her, Rose starts to investigate the cause of the explosion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Will the Mc Kennas lose everything? Will Rose go to jail? Can they ever be accepted again by the parents in Melly's school? Will Rose find the ansewrs in time to save herself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This was one terrific read! Sad, scary, realistic, and totally believable, Save Me was one that made it impossible to put down. Grownups acting like bullies are nothing new, but in this book they jump off the page, and grab you by the throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I highly recommend this book, with one caveat..it is disturbing in the beginning, but I think that is the "Mamma" in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers, for review. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6200263919903994564?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6200263919903994564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/save-me-lisa-scottoline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6200263919903994564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6200263919903994564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/save-me-lisa-scottoline.html' title='Save Me- Lisa Scottoline'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSgczxW-qpM/TfmrOQgivXI/AAAAAAAABMo/bNZc17jNHHc/s72-c/save+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-9156901586446792499</id><published>2011-06-15T00:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:08:17.591-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Literary Road Trip- Sandra Brannan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CPL30Dkmc/TfhE_T49FtI/AAAAAAAABMg/mzK9MXNa5sY/s1600/literary+road+trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CPL30Dkmc/TfhE_T49FtI/AAAAAAAABMg/mzK9MXNa5sY/s1600/literary+road+trip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwnIuSS3xvs/TfhFysYou7I/AAAAAAAABMk/NL0ig_-s22c/s1600/belly_of_jonah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwnIuSS3xvs/TfhFysYou7I/AAAAAAAABMk/NL0ig_-s22c/s1600/belly_of_jonah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Former Colorado resident, Sandra Brannan has written a riveting story, set in Fort Collins, Colorado. Since I live here, I can say that the setting is a good part of the story. It is always fun to recognize places when you are reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the forefront is a mystery, an intriguing&amp;nbsp;villain, and a wonderful new heroine, Liv "Boots" Bergen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv Bergen is the boss of a limestone quarry, an unusual job for a woman. One of her female employees, an intern, &amp;nbsp;has been savagely murdered, by a sadistic butcher, "The Venus de Milo Killer". This killer is depraved, he is one of the worst killer I have ever encountered in my reading, but, he is fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an old friend, and FBI profiler, Lisa Henry shows up on her doorstep, Liv learns that Jill is just the latest victim of a serial killer. While the FBI work to figure killer out, Liv figures out the murder weapon, earning the respect of both the local police, and the FBI. As future targets scramble about, unaware, the Special Agent in Charge, Streeter Pierce and his team frantically try to find the killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some suspects among Jill's classmates, and as Streeter is questioning some of the professors at CSU, another murder is happening, with still another being planned. With everyone looking for answers, Liv is mourning her friend, and anger fuels her search for the killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will she be the next victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a romance. This is not a cute read. This is a seriously good read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a terrific, new, adult voice in the mystery genre. I look forward to more Liv Bergen and much more Sandra Brannan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Marissa at JKS Communications. I cannot than her enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-9156901586446792499?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9156901586446792499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/literary-road-trip-sandra-brannan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/9156901586446792499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/9156901586446792499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/literary-road-trip-sandra-brannan.html' title='Literary Road Trip- Sandra Brannan'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7CPL30Dkmc/TfhE_T49FtI/AAAAAAAABMg/mzK9MXNa5sY/s72-c/literary+road+trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8113884834312106629</id><published>2011-06-09T17:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T17:49:42.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Last Letter- Kathleen Shoop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-378ifmmX5CY/TfFK3yr2FcI/AAAAAAAABMU/TLuKlc4wZWQ/s1600/last+letter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-378ifmmX5CY/TfFK3yr2FcI/AAAAAAAABMU/TLuKlc4wZWQ/s1600/last+letter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If your parents pulled up stakes from a real city and moved to the dry, dusty&amp;nbsp;prairie, to live off the land, would you be able to forgive them and make your own happiness? What if you had no idea what&amp;nbsp;was really going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Shoop has written a book full of suffering and sacrifice, a mother/daughter story that reminds us that though we think we know our parents, we don't know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Arthur's mother is dying, and she ends up on her daughters doorstep, hoping for compassion and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie Arthur followed her dreamer husband, Frank into the prairie, unprepared, only to live in a dugout, fighting bugs, blizzards, heat, and dust, trying to make a home. Driven nearly mad by the hardships she was forced to endure, with one final betrayal, she resorted to an unspeakable act, in order to&amp;nbsp;save her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her children were forced to endure the same hardships, and more. We assume children are more resilient. They aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For seventeen years, Katherine has been so angry at her mother, she thought she would never forgive her, but a yellowed letter makes it all clear. Will it be too late when she learns the truth? Can she face the past she has worked so hard to forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I had a really hard time getting into this book, the final result was worth the effort. The voices are true and the story is as compelling as nonfiction. I could never have been a prairie woman, and I have such admiration for even fictional characters who can. This is a great story of suffering, sacrifice, and a mothers love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from BookSparks PR as part of a blog tour, for review.Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8113884834312106629?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8113884834312106629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-letter-kathleen-shoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8113884834312106629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8113884834312106629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-letter-kathleen-shoop.html' title='The Last Letter- Kathleen Shoop'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-378ifmmX5CY/TfFK3yr2FcI/AAAAAAAABMU/TLuKlc4wZWQ/s72-c/last+letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2726780599620403003</id><published>2011-06-08T23:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:13:59.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>A Little Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMgUm6OmwQI/Te-m4_RJnDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MHSi5gy29Cg/s1600/arches+book+company.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMgUm6OmwQI/Te-m4_RJnDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MHSi5gy29Cg/s1600/arches+book+company.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So we loaded up Tinkerbell and &amp;nbsp;hit the road for a week long road trip. My books weighed a ton and I think I took my whole closet, just in case. You never know when you will meet the Queen on the road. Our first stop was Santa Fe and it was warm wonderful and very , very windy. We met some nice folks in a 50's and up RV park. They thought we were full timers because of the size of our rig. We were towing a Jeep because we were going to Moab. I had to laugh because it was the first time we towed a car, but at least we must have looked the part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we arrived in Moab, I was so excited, because my favorite indie bookstore is there (other than Tattered Cover) We grabbed a slice at Zax's pizza and mosied down Main Street and I immediately saw that something was wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where was the friendly sign, luring me in? Where was the smell of coffee and the people coming in and out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHERE THE HELL WAS ARCHES BOOK COMPANY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gone, it was gone. My Moab touchstone was no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I asked what happened and the T-shirt guy said it moved across the street next door to Back of Beyond , another bookstore. Whew....I was so relieved. Across the street we go and there is the sign...and I looked in the window only to see...well, it looked like a tornado went through. Wood shelving piled everywhere, no friendly staff, no coffee smell. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went into Back of Beyond and don't get me wrong,they have a lovely store, with a really neat rare book section, &amp;nbsp;but they did not carry magazines, have coffee, or sell any of the fun bookmarks, coffee cups, tote bags, that I love to add to my book purchases. They said that &amp;nbsp;Arches Book Company was done. I want to weep! (but they said I could get coffee across the street) I bought a book because I felt bad,and because they are an Indie, but it will no longer be my destination of choice, I'm afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;RIP-ARCHES BOOK COMPANY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2726780599620403003?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2726780599620403003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-catch-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2726780599620403003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2726780599620403003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-catch-up.html' title='A Little Catch Up'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMgUm6OmwQI/Te-m4_RJnDI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MHSi5gy29Cg/s72-c/arches+book+company.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3825824154786379395</id><published>2011-06-06T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:15:56.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>So Close the Hand of Death-J. T. Ellison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlidwJ3zPM8/Te0HHuBltrI/AAAAAAAABME/ne_1-GCBYyk/s1600/so+close.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlidwJ3zPM8/Te0HHuBltrI/AAAAAAAABME/ne_1-GCBYyk/s1600/so+close.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Pretender, a serial killer is back, and this time he has help. Across the country murders are being carried out by persons unknown.Taylor Jackson, Nashville homicide detective, is being taunted by the message "Let's Play". Her friends and family are in danger, so she wants to work alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blogger is seeing the overview, as she writes her true crime blog. Colleen is the widow of a fallen police officer, working with police departments all over the country. As Taylor is in the midst of a horror in North Carolina, Colleen starts putting the pattern together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things from bad to worse, Taylor is racing against the clock to catch her killer/killers. Taylor decides to hunt the Pretender down and kill him. She finds herself in a very dark place. Her FBI lover, John Baldwin has been suspended, and he struggles to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretender targets Taylors friends, and with so many deaths to be solved, will they find the killer/killers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was such a good story, I got all of the series from my library, so I could catch up and jump into the dark world she inhabits. The stories are dark, and very well written, leaving this reader on the edge of her seat, rushing to the end, but wanting more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Planned Television Arts for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3825824154786379395?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3825824154786379395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-close-hand-of-death-j-t-ellison.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3825824154786379395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3825824154786379395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-close-hand-of-death-j-t-ellison.html' title='So Close the Hand of Death-J. T. Ellison'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlidwJ3zPM8/Te0HHuBltrI/AAAAAAAABME/ne_1-GCBYyk/s72-c/so+close.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8318046052711800442</id><published>2011-06-06T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:39:46.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Driftwood Cottage-Sherryl Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yljqLroap38/Tez8UiMlpyI/AAAAAAAABMA/AEkFCvJZhFY/s1600/driftwood+cottage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yljqLroap38/Tez8UiMlpyI/AAAAAAAABMA/AEkFCvJZhFY/s1600/driftwood+cottage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heather Donovan has moved out of the home she shared with Connor O'Brien, taking her son to the charming town of Chesapeake Shores, where his family lives. While they are thrilled to have them nearby, Connor is not so happy. He is not on the best terms with his parents, who have divorced and remarried (each other). As a divorce lawyer, Connor is convinced that marriage is not for him. Unfortunately, Heather wants to marry him, more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finds out that Heather has moved to his hometown, he is not happy, but he is not going to give Heather what she wants, marriage. His career has turned him against even considering marriage as an option. He loves Heather and his son, but he has made it clear from the beginning that there will be no wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embraced by his large and loving family, who are not subtle with their hints to Connor, Heather opens a quilt shop and begins her new life with Connor coming to visit, often. With his big, fun, wacky family, pushing him, he resists even more, but he also discovers he is becoming a person he does not want to be. He decides to quit his job, and join the only lawyer in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tragedy strikes, Connor is forced to consider his life without Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they finally get together? Can an old rundown cottage finally get these two together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &amp;nbsp;perfect beach read! Of course it has a happy ending, but always remember, it is the journey, not the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this book. It was charming and the characters were well written and&amp;nbsp;believable. Woods is a deft writer, taking us on a journey over rocky roads, to a conclusion that will tug your heart, and make you remember why we read "Chick Lit". (BECAUSE IT IS FUN!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Planned Television Arts for review. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8318046052711800442?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8318046052711800442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/driftwood-cottage-sherryl-woods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8318046052711800442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8318046052711800442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/06/driftwood-cottage-sherryl-woods.html' title='Driftwood Cottage-Sherryl Woods'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yljqLroap38/Tez8UiMlpyI/AAAAAAAABMA/AEkFCvJZhFY/s72-c/driftwood+cottage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7979843024005544942</id><published>2011-05-27T16:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:55:24.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armchair Bea'/><title type='text'>Blogging tips for Newer Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ3QSd7Ivyg/TeApNHUi9RI/AAAAAAAABL8/hsAQXY-T0MY/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ3QSd7Ivyg/TeApNHUi9RI/AAAAAAAABL8/hsAQXY-T0MY/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I may not be the best person to give advice, but here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON"T GIVE UP! If you enjoy blogging, and getting to know other bloggers, don't let the glamour and glitz get the better of you. The followers will come, sometimes slowly and sometimes all in a bunch. Be patient. If you love it just do it, for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE FRIENDS! Chat up folks in Twitter, leave comments, be honest and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE POLITE! Always thank the people who help you, be it other bloggers, or authors and publishers. Always say thank you. ( for the consideration, for the book, for the&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to work with you, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is supposed to be fun! Always remember that!! Put some of yourself into your blog, you WILL find your voice and your followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7979843024005544942?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7979843024005544942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-tips-for-bloggers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7979843024005544942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7979843024005544942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-tips-for-bloggers.html' title='Blogging tips for Newer Bloggers'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ3QSd7Ivyg/TeApNHUi9RI/AAAAAAAABL8/hsAQXY-T0MY/s72-c/Armchair_BEA_Button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2128954832612631717</id><published>2011-05-26T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:41:37.163-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armchair Bea'/><title type='text'>Armchair BEA- Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5crKM4XXxP4/Td7h4rkqMfI/AAAAAAAABL4/XHzQmzFvk-w/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5crKM4XXxP4/Td7h4rkqMfI/AAAAAAAABL4/XHzQmzFvk-w/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nurturing relationships...and they do need to be nurtured. Such a good topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been extremely lucky to have good working relationships with several publishers and publicists, as well as some authors, that I have maintained over time. I must also say that I have lost a few, for reasons unknown. I have tried to read in a timely manner, print honest reviews, and I always, always thank them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other bloggers, not so much.....I have tried to Tweet with no replies (I assume I get lost in the shuffle), I visit many blogs, I leave comments (the life blood of many bloggers) and I think you have to be polite and respectful to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started blogging, there were not nearly as many Book Bloggers out here in the blogosphere, and I had &amp;nbsp;better relationships with my fellow bloggers. I think it is like going from a small high school to a big college, you try to make friends, but there is not enough time. I know this probably sounds needy, and maybe it is...I need advice on how to make my relationships better within our community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been reading the responses on sites, there is much good advice and I am going to attempt to follow some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough whining....I need to go and do some visiting and leave some comments! Maybe even make some new friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2128954832612631717?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2128954832612631717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/armchair-bea-relationships.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2128954832612631717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2128954832612631717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/armchair-bea-relationships.html' title='Armchair BEA- Relationships'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5crKM4XXxP4/Td7h4rkqMfI/AAAAAAAABL4/XHzQmzFvk-w/s72-c/Armchair_BEA_Button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4273434095453576554</id><published>2011-05-25T10:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T18:27:17.129-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Open Wounds-Joe Lunievicz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxXoT9UxTb8/Td0sCai04qI/AAAAAAAABL0/a2tM_BMlPtE/s1600/open+wounds+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxXoT9UxTb8/Td0sCai04qI/AAAAAAAABL0/a2tM_BMlPtE/s1600/open+wounds+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swashbuckling...what does that mean to you? Captain Blood, The Count of Monte Cristo, The Sea Hawk, Robin Hood, The Mark of Zorro? To Cyd Wyman, it means life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyd is growing up in a hard time (the 30’s) in a tough neighborhood, with his angry, alcoholic father and his mean grandmother. He has few friends and many enemies. His only solace is the time spent in a darkened theater, watching every new movie that comes out with swordplay involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When his father vanishes and his grandmother dies,Cyd is taken in by his best friends family, and Cyd&amp;nbsp; begins to feel he finally belongs. When they are unable to keep him, the betrayal cuts deep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyd is placed in a children’s home, where life is even harder. Eventually a distant relative comes singing down the hall, to his rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lefty is a disfigured, tough man, irreverent, hard drinking, and in terrible pain. He may not know about children, but one thing he does know about is fencing. Lefty has experience staging sword fights for the stage, teaching techniques, and in hooking Cyd up with his friend, a hard drinking fencing master, Russian,Nikolai Varvarinski, together, they teach Cyd how to be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cyd encounters old friends and old enemies from his old neighborhood, he is ready. The showdown is just terrific! (The OK Corral can eat it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this book sounds like it is just a YA book, or just for boys, you couldn’t be more wrong. My 13 year old granddaughter read it and she loved it! She still talks about it. My daughter read it and loved it! I loved it! (and still talk about it) Oh, and boys will love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is number one of my Best of 2011 list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the extreme pleasure of meeting Joe for lunch when he was in town, and he is a charming, smart and funny man. We talked about the process of writing (and getting published), fencing, movies,the differences between New York and Denver, and spitballs. I can’t thank him enough for taking the time to talk to us! Thanks Joe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book as an e-book&amp;nbsp; from his publicist, Marissa at JKS Communications.&amp;nbsp; Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;The hard copy will be out his month!! Congratulations Joe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4273434095453576554?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4273434095453576554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds-joe-lunievicz.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4273434095453576554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4273434095453576554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds-joe-lunievicz.html' title='Open Wounds-Joe Lunievicz'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxXoT9UxTb8/Td0sCai04qI/AAAAAAAABL0/a2tM_BMlPtE/s72-c/open+wounds+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7931958278249532918</id><published>2011-05-24T23:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:22:43.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armchair Bea'/><title type='text'>BEST OF 2011 SO FAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SD1C1xPC0_U/TdyJKbHZ0sI/AAAAAAAABLs/4C04JU2U2BI/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SD1C1xPC0_U/TdyJKbHZ0sI/AAAAAAAABLs/4C04JU2U2BI/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have several favorites that I have read in 2011. They may not actually be from 2011...hope that's not cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite book so far this year is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-wounds-joe-lunievicz.html"&gt;Open Wounds&lt;/a&gt; by Joe Lunievicz - it is coming out this month and is perfect Ya crowd, boys and girls alike as well as adults! Review coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-kids-patti-smith.html"&gt;Just Kids&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Patti Smith was terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/angel-burn-la-weatherly.html"&gt;Angel Burn&lt;/a&gt; by L.A. Weatherly-A really good YA book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/bullet-work-steve-obrien.html"&gt;Bullet Work &lt;/a&gt;by Steve O'Brien- Horse racing, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/pointed-death-kath-russell.html"&gt;A Pointed Deat&lt;/a&gt;h-Kath Russell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's only 5 but I have been sick, I am much better so maybe I can catch up later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7931958278249532918?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7931958278249532918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-of-2011-so-far.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7931958278249532918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7931958278249532918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-of-2011-so-far.html' title='BEST OF 2011 SO FAR'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SD1C1xPC0_U/TdyJKbHZ0sI/AAAAAAAABLs/4C04JU2U2BI/s72-c/Armchair_BEA_Button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2467039257611085001</id><published>2011-05-24T12:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T12:07:28.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>When No One is Watching-Joseph Hayes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsM1NNZiE4k/TdvrNUd-cWI/AAAAAAAABLo/3FtlVqJcFv8/s1600/when+no+one+is+watching.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsM1NNZiE4k/TdvrNUd-cWI/AAAAAAAABLo/3FtlVqJcFv8/s1600/when+no+one+is+watching.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did something horrible, and there were no witnesses, would guilt make you confess? How would you hide your emotions and keep it from eating at you? What if it all came back to haunt you after decades of getting away with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair Van Howe and Danny Moran are lawyers, partners and best friends. They have been celebrating a big victory, and Danny has passed out, leaving Blair to drive them home. When Blair loses control of the car and causes a deadly accident, he puts Danny in the drivers seat and runs away. Blair, you see, has political aspirations, and if no one sees it doesn't happen, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair calls on his father in law for advice and is told to distance himself from Danny, which he does, cutting Danny out of his life completely. As Blair rises, Danny stumbles, doing prison time, losing almost everything, before finally coming to grips with his addiction and rebuilding his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book made me wonder how many lies (other than the obvious) we are told by our politicians. Can you trust anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Blair come clean? Does Danny succeed, and get his life back? I don't want to spoil it! I can't say I love, loved this book, but it really made me think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Newman Communications for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2467039257611085001?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2467039257611085001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-no-one-is-watching-joseph-hayes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2467039257611085001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2467039257611085001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-no-one-is-watching-joseph-hayes.html' title='When No One is Watching-Joseph Hayes'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsM1NNZiE4k/TdvrNUd-cWI/AAAAAAAABLo/3FtlVqJcFv8/s72-c/when+no+one+is+watching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-798575529224381511</id><published>2011-05-23T09:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T09:49:50.454-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armchair Bea'/><title type='text'>Joemmama reads too much in her cozy bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7cHKbhUS_w/Tdp9jQxJqbI/AAAAAAAABLk/Oy1qKLgy9dY/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7cHKbhUS_w/Tdp9jQxJqbI/AAAAAAAABLk/Oy1qKLgy9dY/s1600/Armchair_BEA_Button.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am Joemmama and I am a compulsive reader. This is the support group, right?? I found the coffee urn and the cookies and I see all the folding chairs, so this must be the place! &amp;nbsp;I have been blogging since 2006, mostly about books with a little me thrown in for good measure. I usually read and blog from my bed, propped up on many soft pillows, with a steaming cup of coffee nearby. I am handicapped (plus recovering from the pox) and could not go to NYC for the real thing, so I am tickled pink to be able to participate from my cozy bed! I look forward to reading some new blogs as well as my old favorites. Thanks for stopping by! I have some great reviews coming up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-798575529224381511?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/798575529224381511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/joemmama-reads-too-much-in-her-cozy-bed.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/798575529224381511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/798575529224381511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/joemmama-reads-too-much-in-her-cozy-bed.html' title='Joemmama reads too much in her cozy bed'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7cHKbhUS_w/Tdp9jQxJqbI/AAAAAAAABLk/Oy1qKLgy9dY/s72-c/Armchair_BEA_Button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6185295411310290291</id><published>2011-05-18T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:36:52.712-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>Thank you to all my dear readers who have expressed concern. I am feeling somewhat better and hope to resume regular posting soon. Between the fevers and the pain of the shingles, I have to say I have been a mess!&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful book to tell you about on the 25th! I have been sitting and dying to tell you about this terrific book since April. It will be worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6185295411310290291?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6185295411310290291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6185295411310290291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6185295411310290291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2755306070399353228</id><published>2011-05-10T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:46:59.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I has the Pox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5-qbShqZx4/TcmHsF7x9VI/AAAAAAAABLY/d4Qj3dc3JGs/s1600/MC900434385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5-qbShqZx4/TcmHsF7x9VI/AAAAAAAABLY/d4Qj3dc3JGs/s1600/MC900434385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually I is getting shingled...So I may not be around for a little bit. This really sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2755306070399353228?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2755306070399353228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-has-pox.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2755306070399353228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2755306070399353228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-has-pox.html' title='I has the Pox'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5-qbShqZx4/TcmHsF7x9VI/AAAAAAAABLY/d4Qj3dc3JGs/s72-c/MC900434385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3103527063608311515</id><published>2011-05-09T12:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:58:15.961-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Already Home-Susan Mallory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svS4QsCLc8k/TcXrCdx5DAI/AAAAAAAABLM/AluWlQ_Hg2g/s1600/already+home2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svS4QsCLc8k/TcXrCdx5DAI/AAAAAAAABLM/AluWlQ_Hg2g/s1600/already+home2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jenna Stevens, after leaving her cheating chef husband, moves to her hometown, and impulsively leases a storefront for three years. With no retail experience, the support of her loving (adoptive) &amp;nbsp;parents, and her clever assistant Violet, she struggles through the birth pains of opening a new business. She was a clever chef in her past life, until her hot shot chef husband undermined her to the point where she could no longer create new and exciting recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly her cooking shop takes off, much to her delight, and business is booming. When her birth parents, Atomic and Serenity, show up on her shop doorstep, Jenna is thrown for another loop. Vegans, and Hippies t o the max, her life is spinning, and when Serenity says the shop is not her destiny, Jenna begins to question everything she has accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between discovering she has a whole new family, including 2 brothers, listening to Serenity commune with the Universe, and her beloved adoptive mother, Beth, feeling sorry she encouraged Jenna to be with her birth mother, Jenna is clearly confused and unsure of her feelings. Serenity fixes her up with a Holistic doctor,who she really likes, and her assistant Violet has her own secrets and troubles which may point to a tragic end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the birth parents were annoying as hell, but I guess that was the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book about opening your heart to whatever comes your way, be it a man or a whole new family. Take the good with the bad and do not waste a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly this Chick Lit book is &amp;nbsp;destined to be on every&amp;nbsp;nightstand and in their beach bags. Yeah it is that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book came from PTA Reviewer Rewards in exchange for an honest review. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3103527063608311515?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3103527063608311515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/already-home-susan-mallory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3103527063608311515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3103527063608311515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/already-home-susan-mallory.html' title='Already Home-Susan Mallory'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svS4QsCLc8k/TcXrCdx5DAI/AAAAAAAABLM/AluWlQ_Hg2g/s72-c/already+home2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2927036683968665707</id><published>2011-05-01T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:31:25.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Goodbye Quilt-Susan Wiggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob27GlFD-ws/Tb4ga1DoO_I/AAAAAAAABLI/yV44VougYYw/s1600/goodbye+quilt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob27GlFD-ws/Tb4ga1DoO_I/AAAAAAAABLI/yV44VougYYw/s1600/goodbye+quilt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Linda Davis is a woman losing her identity, not stolen, but her daughter is going to colllege and she is feeling the empty nest descend on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that feeling, when my daughter and grandchild moved to Florida, I wept for what seemed like weeks. I got so bad, the Man sent me flowers with a note that said "Smile Dammit!" I did...eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda decides it would be a good idea to drive to college with her daughter, cross country. As Molly, her daughter drives, Linda works on a quilt, using pieces of&amp;nbsp;Molly's&amp;nbsp;life, the dress her father bought her, the Halloween costume, a snippet of her dress from her first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Linda dreads the end of the journey, she knows it will be an ending and a beginning for both of them. Molly is having second thoughts, having left her boyfriend, and she is unsure of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried like a baby at the end of this book, it was that true to life, those feelings of loss when your children flee the nest can be overwhelming, and anyone who has been through it can relate. Lucky (?) for me, all my chicks returned to the nest plus a few more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have been reading a lot of books about older women, coping with aging, and the issues we will all face eventually. I liked this book, and cared enough about the characters and situations to weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a soul shower, this is an excellent choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from PTA Reviewer Rewards for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2927036683968665707?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2927036683968665707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/goodbye-quilt-susan-wiggs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2927036683968665707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2927036683968665707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/05/goodbye-quilt-susan-wiggs.html' title='The Goodbye Quilt-Susan Wiggs'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ob27GlFD-ws/Tb4ga1DoO_I/AAAAAAAABLI/yV44VougYYw/s72-c/goodbye+quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1250267513267887093</id><published>2011-04-29T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T08:27:28.900-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Stone Kissed-Keri Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv6Um1PgIZc/TbrEssXauyI/AAAAAAAABLE/lzy6Lt69Z68/s1600/stone+kissed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv6Um1PgIZc/TbrEssXauyI/AAAAAAAABLE/lzy6Lt69Z68/s1600/stone+kissed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Delia Forrest can hear statues speak as she restores them. They speak to her and they listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her family home is ruined by a fire, blamed on her father, Grant Wolverton has the money to restore it and Delia is forced to sell him her home, much to the chagrin of her cousin Cecily, who had planned to sell it to developers. As her father lies in a coma, Delia agrees to help restore the home she loved and lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecily decides to go after Grant, so she can be the mistress of the estate she hates. What she doesn't know is Delia and Grant are falling for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in town seems to know that Delia is a witch, and some know that Cecily is a man eater, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Grant fall under her evil spell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has hot sex and an interesting story. The parts with Delia and the statues are both hilarious and sad. &amp;nbsp;I did not expect to lie this book as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If hot sexy scenes and a good tale don't offend you, then this is one for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Net Galley for review. Thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1250267513267887093?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1250267513267887093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/stone-kissed-keri-stevens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1250267513267887093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1250267513267887093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/stone-kissed-keri-stevens.html' title='Stone Kissed-Keri Stevens'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bv6Um1PgIZc/TbrEssXauyI/AAAAAAAABLE/lzy6Lt69Z68/s72-c/stone+kissed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3508952123138112529</id><published>2011-04-20T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T17:02:47.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG- It's my Blogiversary!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INdt2epYMOs/Ta9k7gkbyuI/AAAAAAAABKo/qmssVQhrukk/s1600/birthday+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INdt2epYMOs/Ta9k7gkbyuI/AAAAAAAABKo/qmssVQhrukk/s1600/birthday+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been feeling bad and almost missed it!&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog in 2006 to share my love of books and to record my reading. I hope I have succeeded. Thanks everybody who follows me and I will keep going till one of us can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3508952123138112529?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3508952123138112529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/omg-its-my-blogiversary.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3508952123138112529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3508952123138112529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/omg-its-my-blogiversary.html' title='OMG- It&apos;s my Blogiversary!!!!!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INdt2epYMOs/Ta9k7gkbyuI/AAAAAAAABKo/qmssVQhrukk/s72-c/birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2518447118885938760</id><published>2011-04-19T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:10:23.988-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Zero Day- Mark Russinovich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OybFHrszP7w/Ta2848V9YFI/AAAAAAAABKc/AUPMvzXPQrI/s1600/zero+day+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OybFHrszP7w/Ta2848V9YFI/AAAAAAAABKc/AUPMvzXPQrI/s1600/zero+day+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a cautionary tale about&amp;nbsp;cyber-terrorism, by Mark Russinovich, who is in the top tech position at Microsoft, so he should know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we use computers for more and more, we have the technology to help keep ourselves safe, but not everyone uses it or keeps it up to date. Cyber attacks are a real threat, and in this book we see the nightmare come to life. The threats escalate, deaths happen, due to computerized pharmacy records, businesses face ruin, and a reactor meltdown is imminent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Aiken is a former government analyst who now owns his own security business, cleaning up messes. His client is a law firm who have lost all of their electronic records, billings, briefs, etc. As Jeff tries to close in on the virus, hospitals are being hit with the wrong&amp;nbsp;prescriptions&amp;nbsp;being given to patients, resulting in deaths. An airliner loses control and nearly crashes to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff contacts others working in the cyber security business to see if they have uncovered anything like what he is dealing with. The trail leads to Russia and France where people are being murdered to keep the secret and time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very modern thriller, full of technical information, but not so much that I couldn't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security is no simple thing, but backing up and using the tools available to us is a good start. I immediately backed up, updated antivirus and spyware software, and ran it all! Yes, it scared me silly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was an intelligent thriller with a message. We are vulnerable, both personally and as a society.&lt;br /&gt;I can recommend this to anyone reading this blog, since you are probably on a computer, and to anyone who loves a good thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book for review from Phenix and Phenix Literary Publicists. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2518447118885938760?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2518447118885938760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/zero-day-mark-russinovich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2518447118885938760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2518447118885938760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/zero-day-mark-russinovich.html' title='Zero Day- Mark Russinovich'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OybFHrszP7w/Ta2848V9YFI/AAAAAAAABKc/AUPMvzXPQrI/s72-c/zero+day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2672539266790061393</id><published>2011-04-16T14:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:32:58.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Changing Shoes-Tina SLoan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oAyIIPdL8Y/TakD6_JryRI/AAAAAAAABKY/lFplI9jvvFw/s1600/changing+shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oAyIIPdL8Y/TakD6_JryRI/AAAAAAAABKY/lFplI9jvvFw/s1600/changing+shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actress Tina Sloan has written a fun, gossipy book about how we can "Get Older-NOT OLD,with Style, Humor and Grace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Changing Shoes" is the metaphor she uses for the life stages we go through. From high heels, to low heels, to flats, and in my case slippers. her advice is sound and she really hits home with many of her stories. Her career in &amp;nbsp;soap opera, Guiding Light, was very successful when she was younger, but as she aged, as we all do, her role changed, from the sexy nurse in heels, to the nice older nurse in tennis shoes. What a great way to show how our society views aging women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sloan withstood the youth crazed audiences by being solid and steadfast.She also believed we owe it to the generation coming up to share, and to be generous with her knowledge and to share what we have learned through trial and error. Maybe we can make it easier for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this to be a fast and easy read. Light and funny, with moments of sadness, when writing about her parents decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina was generous with her advice, and her humor, even when writing about tough subjects. Her grace shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend this book to younger audiences, as well as we older gals. I think there are lessons here for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Leyane at FSB Associates for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2672539266790061393?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2672539266790061393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/changing-shoes-tina-sloan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2672539266790061393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2672539266790061393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/changing-shoes-tina-sloan.html' title='Changing Shoes-Tina SLoan'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oAyIIPdL8Y/TakD6_JryRI/AAAAAAAABKY/lFplI9jvvFw/s72-c/changing+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3969520978309925920</id><published>2011-04-13T08:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:13:58.460-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Hunchback of Neiman Marcus-Sonya Sones and one small poetry story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6v-ONqljHKE/TaWrNBSV0GI/AAAAAAAABKU/kFwgMUfsWOY/s1600/hunchback.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6v-ONqljHKE/TaWrNBSV0GI/AAAAAAAABKU/kFwgMUfsWOY/s1600/hunchback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;April is Poetry Month, and this is the perfect book to celebrate it.Written in poetry form, "The Hunchback of Neiman Marcus" is the story of Holly, a writer, behind on her deadline, with her editor hounding her to finish, dealing with her aging mother, and her daughter going off to college. Nearing 50, she is lamenting the changes going on with her eyes, and body, while thinking of ways to spend her husbands insurance money. (He is still alive, so far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book that says what we "mature" ladies are thinking, but seldom say aloud. Funny, heartbreaking, and entertaining, Sonya Sones has captured the feelings &amp;nbsp;that Holly is feeling with great accuracy.Her mother is giving the nurses fits, at her care facility, and Holly hates the doctor caring for her. Add to the mix, crazy friends, the fear that her husband is having an affair, and the stress of flying back and forth to help her mother in another state. Wry humor and serious subjects made me nod, smile and sometimes tear up. This book is like looking in a mirror, (capturing the feelings perfectly) except your reflection is better dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid when I started this book that I wouldn't be able to read an entire book in this style, but after a few pages I got the rhythm going and found it to be a really fun format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little story for Poetry Month-When I was in the first grade, I had 50 cents for my lunch money (I think it was for the whole week) and I was walking to school, when I saw my first garage sale. I had a few minutes so I stopped, and made my first book purchase, EVER! On the table was a thick book, about 600 pages, "Favorite Poems Old and New, Selected for boys and girls by Helen Ferris". The price was 50 cents. I gave the lady my money and carried the heavy volume to school, so I could read at lunch time. It was the best lunches I ever had. The poems fed my soul, so who needed a small carton of whole milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the book, which is falling apart from use, and I still read the poems, feeling them filling me up, remembering the feelings I had the first time I read them. Sigh, contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Hunchback of Neiman Marcus" is a fun read, one that I recommend highly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Maggie at Harper Paperbacks for review. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3969520978309925920?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3969520978309925920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/hunchback-of-neiman-marcus-sonya-sones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3969520978309925920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3969520978309925920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/hunchback-of-neiman-marcus-sonya-sones.html' title='The Hunchback of Neiman Marcus-Sonya Sones and one small poetry story'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6v-ONqljHKE/TaWrNBSV0GI/AAAAAAAABKU/kFwgMUfsWOY/s72-c/hunchback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7629468032371781834</id><published>2011-04-09T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:03:19.612-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Readathon update 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzMqGoUCr0k/TaDlXDB2OzI/AAAAAAAABKQ/pb1jTMsBKck/s1600/bobby+darin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzMqGoUCr0k/TaDlXDB2OzI/AAAAAAAABKQ/pb1jTMsBKck/s1600/bobby+darin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Starting Bobby Darin..A Life. He was so dreamy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7629468032371781834?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7629468032371781834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/readathon-update-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7629468032371781834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7629468032371781834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/readathon-update-3.html' title='Readathon update 3'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzMqGoUCr0k/TaDlXDB2OzI/AAAAAAAABKQ/pb1jTMsBKck/s72-c/bobby+darin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2573163518950458442</id><published>2011-04-09T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:17:41.144-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Readathon update 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kz51tqhjzCo/TaCS9Rxm7oI/AAAAAAAABKI/KhgoZlvWN0E/s1600/so+close.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kz51tqhjzCo/TaCS9Rxm7oI/AAAAAAAABKI/KhgoZlvWN0E/s1600/so+close.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two down...so many to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! 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See you at 6am I hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2539512800592277952?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2539512800592277952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-is-read-thon-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2539512800592277952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2539512800592277952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-is-read-thon-time.html' title='It is Read-A-Thon Time'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkRlQDB4OW8/TZ_Z43C7C_I/AAAAAAAABKA/jtMOJ2TPA5g/s72-c/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-909081033397341856</id><published>2011-04-04T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:37:34.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Friendship Bread-Darien Gee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzseP81c70A/TZo2DsbA8CI/AAAAAAAABJ8/W56zJvBZ54I/s1600/friendship+bread.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzseP81c70A/TZo2DsbA8CI/AAAAAAAABJ8/W56zJvBZ54I/s1600/friendship+bread.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This book is for you,your sister,your mom,your book club and anyone who loves a good story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the story of women, family and a town, all brought together by a mysterious and ugly bag of fermenting batter that magically bakes up into Amish Friendship Bread. Darien Gee captures the small town feel, in her Avalon, and lets us peek in the windows, into the lives of the women who live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One woman, grieving the loss of her son, another coping with the breakup of her marriage, and yet another trying to make a go of her business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship Bread appears mysteriously and literally takes over the town, getting to the point where friends avoid each other, for fear of getting more, starter.When disaster strikes, the entire town comes together, and Friendship Bread saves the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee has just the right tone, and sets her stage perfectly. The characters are believable, as well as wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book for anyone who loves a good story with a huge dose of heart. (and Friendship Bread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers for review. Thank you! I loved it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-909081033397341856?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/909081033397341856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendship-bread-darien-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/909081033397341856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/909081033397341856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/04/friendship-bread-darien-gee.html' title='Friendship Bread-Darien Gee'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzseP81c70A/TZo2DsbA8CI/AAAAAAAABJ8/W56zJvBZ54I/s72-c/friendship+bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7413751909867963011</id><published>2011-03-31T15:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:11:14.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Bullet Work-Steve O'Brien</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SlnvqhuhkI/TZTn4H4qZZI/AAAAAAAABJk/FlxSmzqRO4g/s1600/bullet+work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SlnvqhuhkI/TZTn4H4qZZI/AAAAAAAABJk/FlxSmzqRO4g/s1600/bullet+work.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First of all, let me say that I know nothing of horse racing, or horses for that matter. I have never ridden a horse, or even touched a horse. That said, this book, set in the world of horse racing,grabbed me from the first page and I rode it all the way! Steve O'Brien explains the terminology in an easy going way, making it a breeze to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is hurting, even killing racehorses. When letters are delivered to everyone on the backside of the track, demanding money in order to stop, some people pay immediately and some are outraged and refuse to be extorted. Poison, shooting, broken legs, on the beautiful animals, convince nearly everyone to pay. Security is tightened, but the chaos continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Morgan is an attorney/owner who loves his horse. When he meets A.J. a strange young man, who is being bullied mercilessly by some of the other backside men, he discovers the boy has a secret. He can communicate with the horses. He is a whisperer. Together, they must find out who is extorting the horsemen, and put an end to the damage being done to the horses they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Brien brought to life the sounds, feelings, and beauty, as well as the ugly, dirty, gritty sides of horse racing. I found a great respect for the beautiful animals I have only seen on TV, whose love of running is a part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really liked this book! It brought to life something I have only imagined, in a thrilling and exciting way. Well done, Mr. O'Brien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from The Cadence Group for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7413751909867963011?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7413751909867963011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/bullet-work-steve-obrien.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7413751909867963011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7413751909867963011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/bullet-work-steve-obrien.html' title='Bullet Work-Steve O&apos;Brien'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9SlnvqhuhkI/TZTn4H4qZZI/AAAAAAAABJk/FlxSmzqRO4g/s72-c/bullet+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-143481194045707248</id><published>2011-03-22T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:47:10.332-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>American Rose: A Nation Laid Bare, The Life and Times of Gypsy Rose Lee-Karen Abbott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--afawzUHgVA/TYiySS-MPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/hQBp3_ww594/s1600/american+rose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--afawzUHgVA/TYiySS-MPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/hQBp3_ww594/s1600/american+rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AH, Gypsy Rose Lee. I remember watching her on TV when I was a kid, with her protruding front teeth, and her big personality, I was charmed. I saws the movie Gypsy when I was a teen and she looked so glamorous, but I never saw her act. This book made me aware that her whole life and persona was an act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting in vaudeville at a very tender age, Louise as she was called, was the ugly duckling sister to her beautiful sister, Baby June. Her mother Rose was not the funny stage mother character, she was much, much worse, a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me sad to read about all of the things working against her, and even some of the things she had going for her. She constantly had to deal with her overbearing mother and her jealousy of her sister. Gangsters ruled and she did what she felt she had to do to survive as a burlesque queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen she was! At one time she was the hottest ticket in town. An author, a sometime movie actress, Gypsy wanted fame and fortune. Growing up in terrible poverty, on the road, and playing second fiddle to her sister, all contributed to the character Gypsy became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was funny as hell on the talk show circuit. What a dame. They don't make them like her anymore, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded this e-book from my public library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-143481194045707248?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/143481194045707248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/american-rose-nation-laid-bare-life-and.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/143481194045707248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/143481194045707248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/american-rose-nation-laid-bare-life-and.html' title='American Rose: A Nation Laid Bare, The Life and Times of Gypsy Rose Lee-Karen Abbott'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--afawzUHgVA/TYiySS-MPdI/AAAAAAAABJQ/hQBp3_ww594/s72-c/american+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4028717617457981436</id><published>2011-03-16T12:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:01:48.199-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Latest Disaster...and a Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1EVSHJN4dew/TYEHlo1NzdI/AAAAAAAABI4/h7zWT-q11yg/s1600/cell%2Bphone%2Bin%2Bcoffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1EVSHJN4dew/TYEHlo1NzdI/AAAAAAAABI4/h7zWT-q11yg/s200/cell%2Bphone%2Bin%2Bcoffee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584753356113300946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here I was, taking a nice nap, when my cell phone rings. I fumble an end up knocking it into my half full coffee cup. Lovely! I quickly dried it off, took out the battery, put it in rice, used a hair dryer, and nothing. Nada. no lights, no sounds. All photos lost, all contacts lost. CRAP!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beat myself up a little, then I got down to looking for a new phone. And I found a lovely little touch number. I was going to change carriers, but hell, I have been with the big V for a long time so I signed up for another 2 years and gave them my first born child, and got my new phone overnighted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it! I am sure I don't have all my contacts back yet, but they  never call me anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever dropped a phone in liquid? Were you able to save it? Let me in on the secret for my next disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4028717617457981436?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4028717617457981436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-latest-disasterand-happy-ending.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4028717617457981436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4028717617457981436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-latest-disasterand-happy-ending.html' title='My Latest Disaster...and a Happy Ending'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1EVSHJN4dew/TYEHlo1NzdI/AAAAAAAABI4/h7zWT-q11yg/s72-c/cell%2Bphone%2Bin%2Bcoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7166486610294422395</id><published>2011-03-14T14:03:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:29:39.567-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steam punk'/><title type='text'>Like Clockwork-Bonnie Dee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIDq9Cfbttw/TX56ISASH4I/AAAAAAAABIg/sSESWyNBN_M/s1600/FullSteampunkAhead2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIDq9Cfbttw/TX56ISASH4I/AAAAAAAABIg/sSESWyNBN_M/s200/FullSteampunkAhead2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584034870676561794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFYNXaihD0M/TX52SvIUPkI/AAAAAAAABIY/BNbvcB2TRaw/s1600/bd_likeclockwork_500x791%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 76px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFYNXaihD0M/TX52SvIUPkI/AAAAAAAABIY/BNbvcB2TRaw/s200/bd_likeclockwork_500x791%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584030652247064130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Victoria Waters invented the human looking skin for "automatrons", human looking robots, the new working class in Victorian England. This leaves many of the former working class angry, starving and very upset, to say the least. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Victoria is kidnapped by Dash, the handsome leader of The Brotherhood, the anti-automatron movement, she is taken to the underground train tunnels running under London. The Brotherhood is an organized group, protesting the loss of livelihood to the human looking robots. They want to be heard, and Victoria is just the one to help them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A steam punk novella, "Like Clockwork" is a mystery, a romance, but it could have been so much more. The story change was so abrupt, and the ending just turned me off, with its sex scenes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the steam punk story, and wish it could have been fleshed out into a more complete novel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this for the Full Steam Punk Ahead Challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this e-book from Net Galley for review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7166486610294422395?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7166486610294422395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/like-clockwork-bonnie-dee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7166486610294422395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7166486610294422395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/like-clockwork-bonnie-dee.html' title='Like Clockwork-Bonnie Dee'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIDq9Cfbttw/TX56ISASH4I/AAAAAAAABIg/sSESWyNBN_M/s72-c/FullSteampunkAhead2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2232984791269671488</id><published>2011-03-07T21:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:50:20.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Home to Woefield-Susan Juby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TEs0jtRse4/TXWykvAZZ3I/AAAAAAAABII/0GooH6KtiLU/s1600/home%2Bto%2Bwoefield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TEs0jtRse4/TXWykvAZZ3I/AAAAAAAABII/0GooH6KtiLU/s200/home%2Bto%2Bwoefield.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581563657358763890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book is simply charming! Told in 4 voices, it is the story of Prudence, who inherits a rundown farm from an Uncle she barely knew. She also inherits Earl, the hired hand, and a half shaved sheep. Debts are through the leaky roof, but Prudence (who I think has read too many books, and seen too many movies) brings her overly optimistic self to make a go of farming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A one book novelist, she lies to the bank, takes in Seth, the alcoholic son of a neighbor, and Sara, a young girl raising prize winning chickens. Prudence decides to supplement her income by teaching writing to the locals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running a farm is much more than she anticipates, but Prudence's high energy and "Pollyanna" attitude help her charm even the hardest heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will this ragtag, motley group be able to save the farm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book has humor, sadness, and hope. Something for everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highly recommend " Home to Woefield" as a book with great heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Harper Collins for review. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2232984791269671488?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2232984791269671488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-to-woefield-susan-juby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2232984791269671488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2232984791269671488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-to-woefield-susan-juby.html' title='Home to Woefield-Susan Juby'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TEs0jtRse4/TXWykvAZZ3I/AAAAAAAABII/0GooH6KtiLU/s72-c/home%2Bto%2Bwoefield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8376131774856740870</id><published>2011-03-02T15:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:25:53.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Hush- Kate White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk_G66oW5SM/TW7OJcnvljI/AAAAAAAABIA/6tWQULyf17k/s1600/hush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk_G66oW5SM/TW7OJcnvljI/AAAAAAAABIA/6tWQULyf17k/s200/hush.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623650055657010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lake Warren is in the middle of a terrible custody battle with her ex. On her first outing with a charismatic fertility doctor (while her kids are away at camp), the date ends with is murder, and Lake is a wreck. She was in the apartment with the killer but she saw no one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you remain silent? I think I might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fertility clinic, where Lake is working as a consultant, is a hotbed of gossip and speculation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The police keep questioning her as she scrambles to solve the murder, and clear herself for the sake of her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something besides the murder is wrong at the clinic. Lake starts talking to a reporter, Archer, who has been investigating for a story, and he is aware of a problem as well, but has no proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lake is terrified, but agrees to look further. When suddenly things go completely awry, it is a slam, bang, shocking conclusion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have read Kate White's Bailey Weggins series, but his book is not as "smart ass" or "wise guy" fun. That is not to say I didn't enjoy it. It is a good, solid mystery, whose ending I did not see coming. I recommend this for anyone who likes a good solid, intelligent mystery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Harper for review. Thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8376131774856740870?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8376131774856740870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/hush-kate-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8376131774856740870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8376131774856740870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/03/hush-kate-white.html' title='Hush- Kate White'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk_G66oW5SM/TW7OJcnvljI/AAAAAAAABIA/6tWQULyf17k/s72-c/hush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5111863515380048876</id><published>2011-02-24T13:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:21:30.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA Fiction'/><title type='text'>Angel Burn-L.A. Weatherly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4leoR06MPd0/TWbHXMLYF7I/AAAAAAAABHo/qEDiA1BFZlk/s1600/angel%2Bburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4leoR06MPd0/TWbHXMLYF7I/AAAAAAAABHo/qEDiA1BFZlk/s200/angel%2Bburn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577364389764798386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Willow is a strange teen aged girl. She is psychic and can tell the future paths your life could take. When she reads Beth, a girl from her school, she sees a bleak and terrible future. She tries to explain, but Beth isn't listening.Willow lives with her mentally ill mother and her aunt, barely making it, so charging small fees for readings and working on cars helps to make ends meet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex is an Angel Killer, trained from a young age, in the desert by his father and older brothers, his whole education revolves around the killing of angels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels have come to Earth, in order to ensure their continued existence. Feeding on unsuspecting humans, who feel they are being rewarded by having Angels care about them, they cause damage and leave their prey sick, weak and some psychotic.  If only the humans knew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What no one knows is that Willow has a big secret. SHe alone will have the ability to save humanity. After a rocky start, she and Alex will become friends and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels are not the wonderful creatures we have been led to believe in, and all humankind is at risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This YA novel surprised me with a terrific storyline, and wonderful characters. I found myself staying up late to finish, and I can hardly wait for the next book in the series. While there is some language and romance, this is appropriate for the mature middle schooler. I will give this to my 13 year old granddaughter to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed this book a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was an E-Book from Net Galley for review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5111863515380048876?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5111863515380048876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/angel-burn-la-weatherly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5111863515380048876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5111863515380048876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/angel-burn-la-weatherly.html' title='Angel Burn-L.A. Weatherly'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4leoR06MPd0/TWbHXMLYF7I/AAAAAAAABHo/qEDiA1BFZlk/s72-c/angel%2Bburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7822604080593799862</id><published>2011-02-20T22:34:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:14:42.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Sunday Salon-Some Times I Feel Like A Nut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvS_V33tyUY/TWIAHe1LwQI/AAAAAAAABHI/yaeFtnJlpYQ/s1600/sunday%2Bsalon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 70px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvS_V33tyUY/TWIAHe1LwQI/AAAAAAAABHI/yaeFtnJlpYQ/s200/sunday%2Bsalon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576019417173311746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-8DoyVMdzo/TWH8GRrctdI/AAAAAAAABHA/E1QY1QbhBhs/s1600/sometimes%2BI%2Bfeel%2Blike%2Ba%2Bnut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-8DoyVMdzo/TWH8GRrctdI/AAAAAAAABHA/E1QY1QbhBhs/s200/sometimes%2BI%2Bfeel%2Blike%2Ba%2Bnut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576014998416438738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jill Kargman has written a funny, ironic book that says what we think, but do not say. The essays cover everything from mice in her apartment to becoming a "Spinning" addict. Funny as hell, I think she is a very good writer. Dealing with the competetive "Momzillas" of Manhattan with 3 kids of her own to contend with, as well, she maintains her sense of humor and makes us laugh with her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kargman is afraid of vans and clowns (I can relate-thank you Stephen King). She writes about her va-jay jay, again I can relate, and just the everyday things that can make you nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whether you like your candy with nuts or just the coconut, I recommend this book. It is fun, ironic and irreverent. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of this weekend has been spent in bed with my knee messed up and resting on a pillow. I hate not going outside, since it is supposed to snow again this week. CRAP!! Time to make more appointments with therapy, I guess, though it looks like it is time for a knee replacement (on Both sides) YIKES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did read an interesting book "The Edge of Reason" by Melinda Snodgrass. I think I am stalling on review books, since nothing is really grabbing me right now. Sigh...reading slump? I hope not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7822604080593799862?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7822604080593799862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-times-i-feel-like-nut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7822604080593799862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7822604080593799862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-times-i-feel-like-nut.html' title='Sunday Salon-Some Times I Feel Like A Nut'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvS_V33tyUY/TWIAHe1LwQI/AAAAAAAABHI/yaeFtnJlpYQ/s72-c/sunday%2Bsalon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6374919450908130111</id><published>2011-02-12T11:24:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:53:49.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick lit'/><title type='text'>Non Serious Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5diTVLhUtGk/TVbQlVltGhI/AAAAAAAABGw/vf8fVXvN-Vo/s1600/queen%2Btakes%2Bking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5diTVLhUtGk/TVbQlVltGhI/AAAAAAAABGw/vf8fVXvN-Vo/s200/queen%2Btakes%2Bking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572870928786594322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In between all of the serious reading I have been doing, I found a book in the bargain bin (who can resist a book with a glossy cover for a dollar?) and grabbed it on the way to therapy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Queen Takes King" by Gigi Levangie Grazer is a fast, funny and glossy look at a big time divorce. When former ballerina, Cynthia Power sees a picture of her husband, Jackson Power, in the paper the day after their 25th wedding anniversary, with his girlfriend, TV personality, Lara Sizemore, she quietly goes ballistic and demands a divorce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the games begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I felt bad, after all a dollar (?)....would the author get paid anything? Then I looked her up on the Google webs and discovered that she asked for $40,000 a month in child support from Brian Grazer in their divorce settlement......are you kidding me? My daughter gets $300 a month for 2 kids whenever he can...puleeze. I don't feel so bad now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the book...it is a name brand dropping, over the top, funride. One that I enjoyed very much. The games people play in a high profile divorce are fascinating, and though they have the same angst as regular people, it is on a much bigger scale.  The players are so "bigger than life" and they have much more to lose. Property, reputation, huge egos, and everything that goes with living large is in this book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want a fun, fluffy (?), maybe prickly is a better word, chick lit read, this one is for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6374919450908130111?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6374919450908130111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/non-serious-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6374919450908130111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6374919450908130111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/non-serious-reading.html' title='Non Serious Reading'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5diTVLhUtGk/TVbQlVltGhI/AAAAAAAABGw/vf8fVXvN-Vo/s72-c/queen%2Btakes%2Bking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6205530227734244114</id><published>2011-02-08T11:51:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:40:09.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction e-book'/><title type='text'>In Office Hours-Lucy Kellaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TVGQ5-J9hCI/AAAAAAAABGg/3Kg4U2ExN5I/s1600/inofficehours_vault_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 79px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TVGQ5-J9hCI/AAAAAAAABGg/3Kg4U2ExN5I/s200/inofficehours_vault_final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571393539645735970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is really the stories of two women, Stella, married to a successful documentary filmmaker, with children, middle aged and at the top of her game, and Bella, a young, single mother, doomed to be an assistant at the bottom rung of the success ladder.  They both work for a major British Energy Company. They are both foolish women.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stella embarks in an affair with a much younger assistant, leading to a bad end. Bella embarks in an affair with her boss, never a good idea. It made me wonder what the heck was wrong with these gals? Do they not read? Do they not watch movies? Do they want drama and heartbreak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things for both women start out fun and exciting, but quickly, the bloom is off the rose, as things go downhill.  Dating a married man is never a good idea, and dating your employee can get you into hotter water than you can imagine. I am not sure about the laws in England, but here you are asking for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stella was blinded by flattery, and attention. Bella thought she was finally being recognized, and saw a way out of poverty for herself and her daughter. I can see the excitement for both of them, but it seemed unrealistic to imagine it in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the downward spiral began for both Stella and Bella, I just wanted to slap them both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a review just yesterday, that said it was a biting, funny look at business life. I am sad to say, I did not find it funny or biting. I thought it was just sad. (And the Stella Bella thing just bugged me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I won't be recommending this one. I did not hate it, but it was not my cup of tea at all. If you think you might be interested, check out some other reviews, and take your chances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this e-book from Net Galley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6205530227734244114?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6205530227734244114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-office-hours-lucy-kellaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6205530227734244114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6205530227734244114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-office-hours-lucy-kellaway.html' title='In Office Hours-Lucy Kellaway'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TVGQ5-J9hCI/AAAAAAAABGg/3Kg4U2ExN5I/s72-c/inofficehours_vault_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6758136779686428151</id><published>2011-02-06T22:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T23:15:14.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Just Kids- Patti Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TU-G6ZHzSPI/AAAAAAAABGY/Op8hUv4xMJw/s1600/juat%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TU-G6ZHzSPI/AAAAAAAABGY/Op8hUv4xMJw/s200/juat%2Bkids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570819601814735090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading this book was like listening to a wonderful song. It is so lyrical, and well done, it felt like poetry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just Kids" is the story of two artists, Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe. Patti met Robert when they were both young, and broke on the streets of New York City and formed an unbreakable bond. From tiny apartments to the Chelsea Hotel, and on to fame, they stayed together through thick and thin. Lovers came and went, jobs, apartments and struggles followed them, but they pursued their art, each in their own way, but always together, keeping a vow they made when they were just kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The combination of art, music and poetry is irresistible. And oh the people they knew. It is just amazing to read the stories of people we have known about for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved this book, and found myself stalling as I neared the end, wanting it to go on and on. Patti Smith made me want to go back to being young and to join them in the joy and amazing times they shared. This book won the National Book Award, and it was well deserved. Bravo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I purchased this book from The Tattered Cover, my favorite bookstore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6758136779686428151?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6758136779686428151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-kids-patti-smith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6758136779686428151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6758136779686428151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-kids-patti-smith.html' title='Just Kids- Patti Smith'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TU-G6ZHzSPI/AAAAAAAABGY/Op8hUv4xMJw/s72-c/juat%2Bkids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5360811270864072566</id><published>2011-01-30T16:35:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:04:11.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Salon'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Salon- 1 down on my only challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUX2UOAqpII/AAAAAAAABF0/_dmpISx6KpU/s1600/sunday%2Bsalon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 70px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUX2UOAqpII/AAAAAAAABF0/_dmpISx6KpU/s200/sunday%2Bsalon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568127341532193922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUX19prOBeI/AAAAAAAABFs/diOOh7PiEFo/s1600/xray1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUX19prOBeI/AAAAAAAABFs/diOOh7PiEFo/s200/xray1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568126953821439458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another weekend, down the tubes. Still fighting health issues, hence the x-ray of my shoulder. Going to the fancy neck Dr. tomorrow, so hope they can suggest something other than more surgery. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 1 down on the Steampunk Challenge- finished "Soulless" and loved it! (review coming) I got all 3 books in the series for Christmas so gooooooooooo me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched "The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets Nest" yesterday. WOW!! I hope the American version can do it justice, since I love, love love the Swedish series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was disappointed to see the casting for my favorite book.."Atlas Shrugged". Most of the cast are from TV shows like One Tree Hill (John Galt..are you kidding me?). I will try really hard not to judge until it comes out, but I fear my disappointment will be great. I have read the book every 2 years since I was 14. (Obsessive perhaps?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished "Just Kids" and I can see why it won the National Book Award. It is lyrical. (review next week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been wandering the "blogosphere" reading new blogs and commenting, but no one is coming to see me. I have almost 100 followers, so that is my goal for Feb. 26 more followers....pipe dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to make chicken fried steak for dinner so I guess I'd best get cracking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5360811270864072566?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5360811270864072566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-salon-1-down-on-my-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5360811270864072566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5360811270864072566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunday-salon-1-down-on-my-only.html' title='The Sunday Salon- 1 down on my only challenge'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUX2UOAqpII/AAAAAAAABF0/_dmpISx6KpU/s72-c/sunday%2Bsalon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-256889544515784133</id><published>2011-01-27T16:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:05:29.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>A Pointed Death-Kath Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUIEWS9c-CI/AAAAAAAABFc/v-O5qHz36yY/s1600/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUIEWS9c-CI/AAAAAAAABFc/v-O5qHz36yY/s200/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567016870476576802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Armed with just a brain and a dog, Nola Billingsly discovers the biotech business can be MURDER!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nola learns the hard way when she finds her former employee beheaded in a park while walking her pointer Skootch. He had stolen from her and ruined her startup, but Nola is determined to solve the mystery of his murder. Industrial espionage is big business, involving an International cast of bad guys from San Francisco to China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way she meets and falls hard for the cop assigned to her fraud case, Robert Harrison. He keeps warning her not to get involved, but she cannot resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The supporting characters including her mother Janie Belle (a displaced southern belle) her associates, and of course Skootch, make for a fun, and fairly fast paced read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the tech stuff was a little "boggy" for me, but it quickly picked up and raced to a rousing and unexpected conclusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this series continues because I love the over 40 Nola and of course Skootch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book as a part of a Pump up your Book tour. Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-256889544515784133?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/256889544515784133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/pointed-death-kath-russell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/256889544515784133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/256889544515784133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/pointed-death-kath-russell.html' title='A Pointed Death-Kath Russell'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUIEWS9c-CI/AAAAAAAABFc/v-O5qHz36yY/s72-c/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-643682162602136718</id><published>2011-01-26T14:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:41:51.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest post'/><title type='text'>Guest Post-Kath Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUCTRxksDXI/AAAAAAAABFM/2U3fkekD6B0/s1600/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUCTRxksDXI/AAAAAAAABFM/2U3fkekD6B0/s200/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566611073004211570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please welcome Kath Russell Author of "A Pointed Death" !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;The Joy of Hearing a Daughter's Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;My mother has macular degeneration, and one of the frustrations over the last year as I published my mystery, A POINTED DEATH, and my coming-of-age novel, DEED SO, is that Mother cannot read these books herself. She is beyond the point where a larger type book or the type resizing feature on an eBook reader would help. We have lots of friends who have finished reading A POINTED DEATH, and they come over and chortle about the zany character, Janie Belle Billingsley, and how much she 'reminds' them of Mom. She is really bummed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;As Christmas approached and she kept pining about not being able to read anymore, I decided I had to do something. I researched the Audio book business and studied up on companies who prepare professionally narrated files for distribution to Audio book outlets. Anyway, I chose iScript.com and the company seemed very excited about the project. I expect to receive my MP3 file of A POINTED DEATH at the end of the week. Assuming I approve of the narrator and the job they have done on the narration, I'll be good to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;I bought Mom an iPod nano for Christmas along with a cute little speaker that comes in its own pouch. To occupy her while she's waiting for her daughter's books, I bought her a couple CAT WHO books and DEWEY, the library cat book. Mom is big on novels featuring animals. She can still play solitaire using the cards with the big numbers, so she plays cards and listens to the books. She is very pleased with her gift. I think this new technology has taken her back to her radio days. (She is 91.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;I never thought I would be a big audio purchaser, but now that I have listed to a few selections, I almost wish I didn't work in a home office, but rather had a daily commute so that I could listen to a favorite author uninterrupted. I am looking forward to our next lengthy car trip, so we can plug her nano or my Kindle into the car outlet with the little adaptor I've bought and cruise along listening to some new acquisition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Another thing I like to do with audio books is play them when I'm filing paid bills or organizing stuff for taxes. I find that someone like David Sedaris, the humorous essayist is the perfect anecdote to the IRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;I am counting the days until Mother can hear A POINTED DEATH. Just imagine the look on her face when Janie Belle Billingsley, the flask-toting, altar guild card sharp makes her entrance! I'll keep you posted about the commercial availability of the audio version of A POINTED DEATH. I wonder who they'll get to play Skootch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Thank you, Kath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;I will be reviewing "A Pointed Death" tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-643682162602136718?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/643682162602136718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/guest-post-kath-russell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/643682162602136718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/643682162602136718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/guest-post-kath-russell.html' title='Guest Post-Kath Russell'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TUCTRxksDXI/AAAAAAAABFM/2U3fkekD6B0/s72-c/a%2Bpointed%2Bdeath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2189893197122463952</id><published>2011-01-23T23:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:37:53.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detective fiction'/><title type='text'>Don't Sweat the Small Stuff- Don Bruns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TT0Zz75Gh5I/AAAAAAAABFE/XHdZsOZ3-AA/s1600/dont%2Bsweat%2Bthe%2Bsmall%2Bstuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TT0Zz75Gh5I/AAAAAAAABFE/XHdZsOZ3-AA/s200/dont%2Bsweat%2Bthe%2Bsmall%2Bstuff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565633094541019026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don Bruns has written a clever, funny and sometimes serious book in "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Lessor and Skip Moore have managed to fake their way into private eye licenses, and More or Less Investigations is born! I think they are hoping for an earn as you learn type of deal but they get thrown into a real life carnival disaster, when they sign on to Moe's Shows. Someone has been fooling with the rides, and causing injury and in one case a death, so James and Skip agree to solve the case for Moe, the owner. Actually Moe is just a part owner, the main part being owned by two very old ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As James and Skip fumble their way through questioning various carnies, they are making more enemies than they are getting answers. These boys put the "in" in inept.but with the help from a couple of their friends, they make some headway, and when one carnival worker is killed, they realize how dangerous this game can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding the Dragon Tail could be the least scary part of the investigation. Throw in gizmos and a slobbery dog that loves to eat them, and you are in for a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys are charming, funny, and hapless as they try to solve the case, before someone else gets hurt. (like them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a new author for me and I look forward to reading more of his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from the publisher for review. Thank you for the introduction to this authors work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2189893197122463952?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2189893197122463952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-sweat-small-stuff-don-bruns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2189893197122463952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2189893197122463952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-sweat-small-stuff-don-bruns.html' title='Don&apos;t Sweat the Small Stuff- Don Bruns'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TT0Zz75Gh5I/AAAAAAAABFE/XHdZsOZ3-AA/s72-c/dont%2Bsweat%2Bthe%2Bsmall%2Bstuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5189744621138934303</id><published>2011-01-17T11:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:24:46.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet me'/><title type='text'>Meet me on Monday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTSF3MaAsfI/AAAAAAAABE0/j7WGYYp6uHE/s1600/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTSF3MaAsfI/AAAAAAAABE0/j7WGYYp6uHE/s200/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563218622979027442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a weekly feature hosted by &lt;a href="http://nevergrowingold.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Never Growing Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and it is really cute, so I am going to do some visiting and hope some new folks visit me as well!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;1.  Do you like your ice cream in a dish, waffle cone, pretzel cone, sugar cone or cake cone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;I like a dish. I hate those drips that run down your arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Do you read the newspaper daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;I used to read the paper every day, but the "bad" paper is still going and the "good" paper folded after over 100 years. I am disappointed to say the least. So I read no paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Marinara or meat sauce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;Meaty meat sauce, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;This morning..don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  What word/phrase do you find really annoying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;"Whatever".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;Thanks for letting me play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5189744621138934303?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5189744621138934303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-me-on-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5189744621138934303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5189744621138934303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-me-on-monday.html' title='Meet me on Monday!!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTSF3MaAsfI/AAAAAAAABE0/j7WGYYp6uHE/s72-c/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4778405996192048983</id><published>2011-01-14T22:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:35:59.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Chekhov-Ben Greenman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTEv91lHLWI/AAAAAAAABEs/Lysg1YzH3eg/s1600/celebrity%2Bchekhov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTEv91lHLWI/AAAAAAAABEs/Lysg1YzH3eg/s200/celebrity%2Bchekhov.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562279754180537698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a clever book this is! Ben Greenman has taken Chekhov's short stories and replaced the characters with todays "celebrities". David Letterman to Tiger Woods, Paris Hilton to Nichole Kidman, this book is such a witty reinvention of the classic with very interesting results. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By using popular culture figures, the stories seem to take on a fresh, new meaning. When I started this book, I did not see how it could work, but I quickly fell under its spell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A found baby, a happy marriage, an insecure movie star, a father and daughter all emerge in wonderful stories with a new perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed this book. I was not sure I would like this one, but boy, did I ever! It was like finding a pony in a pile! (an old family saying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Harper Perennial for review. Thank you so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4778405996192048983?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4778405996192048983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/celebrity-chekhov-ben-greenman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4778405996192048983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4778405996192048983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/celebrity-chekhov-ben-greenman.html' title='Celebrity Chekhov-Ben Greenman'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TTEv91lHLWI/AAAAAAAABEs/Lysg1YzH3eg/s72-c/celebrity%2Bchekhov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7082313932789969245</id><published>2011-01-09T22:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:04:04.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSqfCokasyI/AAAAAAAABEM/tDqYW8Ushe0/s1600/broken%2Bcoffeemaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSqfCokasyI/AAAAAAAABEM/tDqYW8Ushe0/s200/broken%2Bcoffeemaker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560431557541016354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, it is snowing like a mofo outside. Roads are slicker than snot and it is freezing. Now my coffeemaker decides to die. Leaking all over the counter, coffee running onto the floor, you know the drill. I started (after the cleanup) making espresso, but you can only drink so much of that without flying around the room. I want coffee, regular, massive quantities of my coffee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked for another coffeemaker online and the soonest it could be here was Tuesday. Tuesday?? My headache will be terminal by then! Then I remembered....I had an old coffeemaker, standing by, just in case of emergency. I did not have to break glass, I just had to locate said spare. The Boy found it for me and I was ecstatic! I quickly made a pot and poured that first cup, took a sip.......and remembered why I did not use this coffeemaker. Yuck! It is funny how you get used to something. Bold brew, timed to perfection, tasty and soothing. Well, crap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The roads are too slick to go out, it is freezing, and after 11pm, so I guess Tuesday will be okay. Sigh.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7082313932789969245?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7082313932789969245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-noooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7082313932789969245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7082313932789969245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-noooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSqfCokasyI/AAAAAAAABEM/tDqYW8Ushe0/s72-c/broken%2Bcoffeemaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5543568393123420300</id><published>2011-01-07T17:04:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T12:19:58.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><title type='text'>Lost Lustre-Josh Karlen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSf50yUW29I/AAAAAAAABEE/1LlUBaFbRqM/s1600/lost%2Blustre1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSf50yUW29I/AAAAAAAABEE/1LlUBaFbRqM/s200/lost%2Blustre1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559686950267837394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh Karlen has written a terrific memoir about the lost days of decades, not so long in the past.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From his terrifying childhood in the projects of Alphabet City, to the dives where he followed music, Karlen writes beautifully. Remembering a friend, a musician and writer who died too young, his words are heartbreaking. Even though they had not been in touch for years, the death greatly affected him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Karlen writes about his first love, it made me remember those feelings, long forgotten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at photos, finding himself wearing a hat he has no memory of, he finally remembers his hat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way he writes expresses how I feel as I get older, how memories are tricky. Having a sudden revelation about his forgotten hat, is like finding a memory, hidden and thought to be long lost. Memory is funny that way. Good or bad, suddenly something comes flashing back, and it is ours again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers. Thank you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5543568393123420300?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5543568393123420300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost-lustre-josh-karlen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5543568393123420300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5543568393123420300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost-lustre-josh-karlen.html' title='Lost Lustre-Josh Karlen'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSf50yUW29I/AAAAAAAABEE/1LlUBaFbRqM/s72-c/lost%2Blustre1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3692261284231094080</id><published>2011-01-02T14:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:00:41.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year res'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSDyvuFYJGI/AAAAAAAABD0/E6GYijR0nZs/s1600/no%2Bresolutions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSDyvuFYJGI/AAAAAAAABD0/E6GYijR0nZs/s200/no%2Bresolutions.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557708841813550178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My New Year resolution is NO Resolutions! I will stay fat, drink to excess, keep smoking, and read as much as possible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have joined one challenge, since I am so into Steampunk right now it sounds right up my alley. It is my first challenge. I also am trying to curb my book lust. and judging by my luck this year will not be entering too many contests. I will be participating in my first virtual book tour this month, and have vowed to read from my own shelf for a bit. I guess that sounds like resolutions, but, I am making no promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to post more often, and catch up on my reviews in these first weeks of 2011. I can only hope! Not resolve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year, and hope your year is wonderful and full of light and life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3692261284231094080?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3692261284231094080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3692261284231094080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3692261284231094080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TSDyvuFYJGI/AAAAAAAABD0/E6GYijR0nZs/s72-c/no%2Bresolutions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8692303445537473642</id><published>2010-12-28T11:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:31:57.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Snow Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRoo6IPJajI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ic14fV0ceJw/s1600/the%2Bsnow%2Bglobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRoo6IPJajI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ic14fV0ceJw/s200/the%2Bsnow%2Bglobe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555798069423467058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheila Roberts has written a lovely little book in "The Snow Globe". It is a fable of sorts that follows three friends, each with a different issue plaguing her. One has lost her love to her sister, one is too busy to enjoy her life and one has a family from Hell.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylie Gray finds an antique snow globe and though she has no job and no prospects, she has to buy it. The shop keeper tells her the story of the snow globe, that it finds the person who needs a special miracle. And miraculous it is. Each person sees what could be when the globe is shaken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouldn't that be a wonderful thing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course there are happy endings all round, and although it is a little sweet, it is also just what I needed after the craziness of the holidays. I recommend this short, sweet story for anyone who just needs a freakin' break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book for review from Newman PR. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8692303445537473642?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8692303445537473642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-globe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8692303445537473642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8692303445537473642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-globe.html' title='The Snow Globe'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRoo6IPJajI/AAAAAAAABDk/Ic14fV0ceJw/s72-c/the%2Bsnow%2Bglobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-3976894551536086056</id><published>2010-12-26T13:41:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:56:22.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Ask ME about Mary Kay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TReo2sikGWI/AAAAAAAABDc/XtkZXTtkrDU/s1600/ask%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TReo2sikGWI/AAAAAAAABDc/XtkZXTtkrDU/s200/ask%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555094323007330658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the 60's women had few choices. Mary Kay gave them more choice and oppurtunities they had never considered. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selling cosmetics came easily for Jackie Brown. As one of the first sales people, she was able to rise quickly through the company, becoming a second tier director with many salespeople under her. Her income grew immensely, but there was trouble in the pink paradise that was Mary Kay land. It started with the secret spiking of a punchbowl, and ended in lies, danger, law suits and tragedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a former Mary Kay lady (unsuccessful) I found this to be a fascinating and sad story. The lies we were told, we passed on to our customers, and recruits. It seems like they have cleaned up their act and are still hugely successful, but was the lying and cheating really necessary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recommend this book for anyone interested in "true (almost) crime". Who knew?  I was simply stunned !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Bostick Communications for review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-3976894551536086056?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3976894551536086056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/ask-me-about-mary-kay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3976894551536086056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/3976894551536086056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/ask-me-about-mary-kay.html' title='Ask ME about Mary Kay!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TReo2sikGWI/AAAAAAAABDc/XtkZXTtkrDU/s72-c/ask%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4387860331137342865</id><published>2010-12-25T21:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:49:27.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRbJS17tUaI/AAAAAAAABDU/N2Hj37yb-_c/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRbJS17tUaI/AAAAAAAABDU/N2Hj37yb-_c/s200/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554848515960426914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to you all! I hope today finds you full of food, surrounded by family and friends and having fun. I hope all your wishes came true! Bless you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4387860331137342865?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4387860331137342865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4387860331137342865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4387860331137342865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TRbJS17tUaI/AAAAAAAABDU/N2Hj37yb-_c/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6996625419679171210</id><published>2010-12-12T21:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:21:09.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TQWlmZiEdOI/AAAAAAAABCo/pKU5V6oSFDk/s1600/committed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TQWlmZiEdOI/AAAAAAAABCo/pKU5V6oSFDk/s200/committed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550024194911401186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must confess, I loved "Eat, Pray, Love". It was fresh and a wonderful trip. (I still travel through books) I caught the DVD over the weekend, but I thought it was disappointing. Still I was interested in Elizabeth Gilbert and her last relationship in the book, so I downloaded it from the library and started reading.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whining about failure and how resistant to marriage she was got really old, really fast Reading about Gilberts love story was what I was after, a dry history of marriage and how unsure she was to commit is what I got. I have been married for over 35 years and&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;I do not need advice or a history lesson. I have my own history! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wanted to hear more about her romance with "Felipe" She did write about their struggles with immigration, and what seemed like a little about their travels while waiting for his approval, but I longed for the more personal touch she used so deftly in "Eat,Pray,Love".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I found this book whiny and somewhat boring. Maybe she will find her personal voice again. I hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a download from the Library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6996625419679171210?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6996625419679171210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6996625419679171210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6996625419679171210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TQWlmZiEdOI/AAAAAAAABCo/pKU5V6oSFDk/s72-c/committed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2641965163738858377</id><published>2010-12-07T10:47:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T00:06:05.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Confession is good for the Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TP535JTceBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qEALAhNH_RU/s1600/anti%2Bchristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TP535JTceBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qEALAhNH_RU/s200/anti%2Bchristmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548003614600755218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess, I am not a morning person. I do not rise and shine...I rise and thud. There is no amount of coffee that can make me a morning person. I am a creature of the night. No, I am not a vampire, I just love the dark. Getting up at 6 A.M. to get the grandkids off to school is probably the toughest thing I have ever done. When you have insomnia and do't fall asleep until just before the dawn, it makes for a short night. Can you say GRUMPY?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think there is some correlation between my dark loving self and my Christmas not loving self. My next confession is that I am not a Christmas person. I probably have not been since I was 9 or 10. I hate decorating, shopping and wrapping. It just bugs me to try and find the perfect gift that is not too much and not too little. It is enough to make me nuttier than I already am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the girls here for the first time, of course I am putting on my happy face, decorating the house and hitting the online shops. Thank God for the Internet! I ordered gifts and trucks are arriving daily. The Girls spend hours sitting under the tree, softly singing carols, and I am hoping to get some Christmas Spirit before it is too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up a DVD of my MRI and the written report today at the hospital. The office lady asked if I needed a seat. I was drenched with sweat, out of breath and just out of gas. I read the report, but I am afraid to look at the DVD because I probably won't know where to look. Severe Spinal Stenosis of the cervical spine is the latest diagnosis. Crap!! I really needed another problem to make my life complete. (whine, whine, cheese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting some reading done but not enough writing. I will try to do better, because I know someone is out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to take some pain medication and will follow up on some good books I have read soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2641965163738858377?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2641965163738858377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/confession-is-good-for-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2641965163738858377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2641965163738858377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/12/confession-is-good-for-soul.html' title='Confession is good for the Soul'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TP535JTceBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qEALAhNH_RU/s72-c/anti%2Bchristmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7247859544324260822</id><published>2010-11-29T14:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:45:52.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>What the Night Knows- Dean Koontz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TPQf1rTWN1I/AAAAAAAABB4/8AnAV2zaqe0/s1600/WHAT%2BTHE%2BNIGHT%2BKNOWS"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TPQf1rTWN1I/AAAAAAAABB4/8AnAV2zaqe0/s200/WHAT%2BTHE%2BNIGHT%2BKNOWS" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545092048217323346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a sucker for Dean Koontz. His books feature dogs (ghostly or living), the good guys usually win, and he takes me for a thrilling ride along the way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What the Night Knows" is no exception. Years ago a murderous killer, evil incarnate, Alton Turner Blackwood, brutally killed four families, leaving one survivor. That boy grows up to be a cop, with a loving family of his own. When copy cat murders start happening again, John Calvino, the survivor, see a pattern and realizes his own family is in danger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly the back story of Alton Blackwood was very interesting and really caught my attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used to dealing with facts and the physical, John has a problem with what seems like a phantom killer. As he investigates, he finds out that dead and gone may not be the final fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a terrific thriller, and spooky to boot. It was a fairly quick read and I recommend it to anyone who reads Koontz, and anyone who like to get themselves spooked! (double threat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Library Thing Early Reviewers. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7247859544324260822?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7247859544324260822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-night-knows-dean-koontz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7247859544324260822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7247859544324260822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-night-knows-dean-koontz.html' title='What the Night Knows- Dean Koontz'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TPQf1rTWN1I/AAAAAAAABB4/8AnAV2zaqe0/s72-c/WHAT%2BTHE%2BNIGHT%2BKNOWS' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7537192786908323077</id><published>2010-11-21T22:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:44:38.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Drop Dead Divas-Virginia Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOoDGimmlsI/AAAAAAAABBw/Tsxj1MM3kdM/s1600/drop%2Bdead%2Bdivas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOoDGimmlsI/AAAAAAAABBw/Tsxj1MM3kdM/s200/drop%2Bdead%2Bdivas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542245702335633090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently the small town of Holly Springs, Mississippi is not the place to live if you want to live. Bitty Hollandale and Trinket Truevine are members of a crazy group of 12 gals, called the Dixie Divas (or ditsy divas if you prefer) who seem to have a habit of solving murder mysteries. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In this light and fluffy book, the girls get involved in the murder of a race car driver, aptly named Race Champion. His fiancé is the main suspect until she turns up dead too!  Getting themselves into and out of trouble seems to be a full time job for these friends, and the police sure don’t want their help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As the girls and their friends search for a killer, they end up to their necks in martinis and trouble. Throw into the mix a bad dog named Chen Ling, Bitty’s dog, who is aka Chittling, a sex toy shop and  picture of the small dog running down the street with a very large sex toy, and you will find yourself  laughing until you feel the tears running down your cheeks. That scene alone was enough to make this read worthwhile. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once again, this was the second in a series (dang it), so I may need to go to the library and find the first book. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Always remember, what happens in the Divas, stays in the Divas! Fluffy, simple, fun for a cold weekend!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received this book from Net Galley for an honest review.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And more drama…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had a lovely MRI on Saturday. I had forgotten how wonderful it is to be inside a skinny (almost skinnier than me) tube, with ear plugs, trying not to move or cough or spasm. Geeze….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reason for the MRI is that my thumb and forefinger on my left ls hand have been getting more and more numb since my wonderful fall in June. They don’t know if it is from the shoulder and surgery or if I injured my neck as well. My life is turning into a comic strip. All of these people around my house, and I can’t catch a break with a butterfly net. All I want to do is sleep and weep. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am thankful that I have my girls home at last, and that my sweet Man is getting over his cold. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am thankful that The Girls man friend H made us a feast for Sunday dinner, just like his Mother makes in South Africa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am thankful that despite all of my bitching, my family still loves me! And they may help me cook Thanksgiving dinner!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7537192786908323077?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7537192786908323077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/drop-dead-divas-virginia-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7537192786908323077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7537192786908323077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/drop-dead-divas-virginia-brown.html' title='Drop Dead Divas-Virginia Brown'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOoDGimmlsI/AAAAAAAABBw/Tsxj1MM3kdM/s72-c/drop%2Bdead%2Bdivas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1586545911914344739</id><published>2010-11-19T13:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:59:15.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young adult fiction'/><title type='text'>Ark Angel-Anthony Horowitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TObeG8de7mI/AAAAAAAABBg/Ge47vu_SV88/s1600/ark%2Bangel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TObeG8de7mI/AAAAAAAABBg/Ge47vu_SV88/s200/ark%2Bangel" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541360602416344674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last week my granddaughter comes home from 5th grade and says "I got you a book from my school library". I explained that I had a lot to read but thanked her for thinking of me. The look on her face was too much (they sure know what buttons to push) so I said that I thought I could work it in. Bi&lt;i&gt;g print...yes!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of my two granddaughters, she is NOT my big reader, so I was surprised. Maybe they read it in class, but she couldn't or wouldn't say why this particular book. After my comments left on blogs last week about reading a series in order, my cheeks got pink to start in the middle of this series, but not being a prepubescent boy, I had never heard of Alex Rider. Amazingly, this was a really fun book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex Rider is 14 and a British spy. He has all the cool James Bond toys and travels all over the world and beyond. It is not written in a childish way, and is a rousing good mystery/adventure style that would certainly hold the attention of any boy or girl . This book begins with Alex in the hospital recovering from a gunshot wound, when he meets the boy in the next room, Paul Drevon, son if a Russian billionaire. Nikolei Drevon has teamed with the British government to build the first hotel in outer space, but is being plagued by an eco-terrorist  group, Force Three, lead by Kaspar, a freakish, tattooed, evil, killer. Alex finds himself kidnapped by mistake, daringly escapes, and goes on to stay with Paul and his father, attempting to make sense of why and who is trying to stop the project dubbed Ark Angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is violence in this book, but nothing over the top, and I cannot remember one bit of sex, so I think it is recommended for the late elementary age. I was intrigued by the premise and since this was new to me, I may look for other Alex Rider books to  read and discuss with GD2. It was a fast read (one day) and if you have any doubt, you can pre-read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from the Bear Canyon Elementary Library, via GD2. Thanks kiddo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1586545911914344739?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1586545911914344739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/ark-angel-anthony-horowitz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1586545911914344739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1586545911914344739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/ark-angel-anthony-horowitz.html' title='Ark Angel-Anthony Horowitz'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TObeG8de7mI/AAAAAAAABBg/Ge47vu_SV88/s72-c/ark%2Bangel' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5766045047263176314</id><published>2010-11-17T22:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:34:32.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Financial Lives of the Poets (and the rest of us)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOS5ggmW9JI/AAAAAAAABBQ/F2ftnJZ09OM/s1600/poets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOS5ggmW9JI/AAAAAAAABBQ/F2ftnJZ09OM/s200/poets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540757409730327698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jess Walter has written a book that I really, really liked. It had everything..humor, tears,angst, and a look at that edge that so many of us live on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Matt Prior is a newspaperman, a writer of financial news, at a time when the news is not so good. He decides to startup his own web site, dealing with financial news in verse. Okay, so it wasn’t a well planned out idea, but how hard would it be to go back to work for the paper? (papers are dying every day, and it broke my heart when the Rocky Mountain News went under) He was rehired and then laid off in a matter of months. He is days away from losing his house. His wife may be cheating on him, he is caring for his Father who is suffering from dementia, so he goes to 7-11 for milk. He meets some stoner dudes, and hatches a plan to save his life, as he knows it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thought this book was hilarious, but it hit a sensitive place in me towards the end, and made me shed a tear. All in all I highly recommend this book! I just found myself pulled in and twisted around until I finished with a huge loving sigh. This guy can write!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received this book from Erica at Harper Perennial for review. Thank You!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5766045047263176314?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5766045047263176314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/financial-lives-of-poets-and-rest-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5766045047263176314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5766045047263176314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/financial-lives-of-poets-and-rest-of-us.html' title='The Financial Lives of the Poets (and the rest of us)'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TOS5ggmW9JI/AAAAAAAABBQ/F2ftnJZ09OM/s72-c/poets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1130857593383603665</id><published>2010-11-11T17:43:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:03:01.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slump'/><title type='text'>Slumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNyN1pJSGtI/AAAAAAAABAw/_UThidrIvhQ/s1600/slump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNyN1pJSGtI/AAAAAAAABAw/_UThidrIvhQ/s200/slump.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538457594476239570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading the many,many blogs that tend to fill my reader, it seems like many of us are in a reading slump. Is it the weather? Perhaps the onset of the holiday season, that makes it hard to read. I have found myself slumping lately. My review copies are piling up and the guilt is washing over me as I type this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the blogs I follow, and there are so many, that dammit, I can't remember which one, had a very good discussion about this very topic. How we get so excited and then over-commit ourselves, making it a job and not pleasurable to be a reader. I sit and stare at the books I HAVE to read and still hunger for the books I WANT to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been trying to be pickier about what I am accepting, and the evil finish monster makes me read books that I am not enjoying, but can't abandon. I think that this contributes to my slump. It takes me longer and longer to read a book, and my enjoyment is declining. Maybe I need a break, but I still have books that I have committed to read, so .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you handle the slumps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh...it was Jennifer at&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/crazy-for-books/~3/VB96nmCksnE/article-book-blogger-balancing-act.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Crazy for Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;..whew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1130857593383603665?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1130857593383603665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/slumping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1130857593383603665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1130857593383603665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/slumping.html' title='Slumping'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNyN1pJSGtI/AAAAAAAABAw/_UThidrIvhQ/s72-c/slump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-8030665118073328526</id><published>2010-11-06T13:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:30:30.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoir'/><title type='text'>Darkness Visible-William Styron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNiV_rDA5mI/AAAAAAAABAo/2llku1RQGsM/s1600/daRKNESS3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNiV_rDA5mI/AAAAAAAABAo/2llku1RQGsM/s200/daRKNESS3" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537340662971688546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tiny book, but it is one of the most powerful descriptions of depression I have ever read. "A Memoir of Madness" is the perfect subtitle for this book. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In October of 1985, Styron is in Paris to accept an award, when he realizes he is plunging into a deep, dark depression. He ends up hospitalized, and with the help of many professionals, he regains his sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the use of actual suicides, from Randall Jarrett, the poet, to Abbie Hoffman, he examines the causes and the effect it has on the mind. The despair that grows deeper with each hour, until it seems there is no end to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Styron stopped drinking, and blamed his rapid descent into the deep dark hole of depression on this fact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As one who has suffered and battled with depression, I fully understood his despair, and the thoughts that tormented him. I applauded his recovery, and was cheered by the thought that there is a light at  the end of the tunnel (and it's not the oncoming train).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this from Net Galley for review. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-8030665118073328526?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8030665118073328526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/darkness-visible-william-styron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8030665118073328526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/8030665118073328526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/darkness-visible-william-styron.html' title='Darkness Visible-William Styron'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNiV_rDA5mI/AAAAAAAABAo/2llku1RQGsM/s72-c/daRKNESS3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-949763821965215612</id><published>2010-11-03T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:42:19.077-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>OH! I want one…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;                                                              &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNHyDIIZjQI/AAAAAAAABAI/0i2qGpIB5dk/s1600-h/clip_image001%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="clip_image001" border="0" alt="clip_image001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNHyMFd9oVI/AAAAAAAABAM/hPUtdvJiQlo/clip_image001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="217" height="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"The World Made Flesh-Literary Tattoos from Bookworms Worldwide" is so yummy, it made me want to run to my tattoo guy and get more ink! Eva Talmadge and Justin Taylor have assembled some of the neatest tattoos I have seen for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From quotations, author portraits, to actual images from books, this is a really neat look at the bookish among us tattooed folk, some telling stories behind their ink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;                                                        &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNHyMnK9IRI/AAAAAAAABAQ/7nr8LORDWlI/s1600-h/clip_image002%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="clip_image002" border="0" alt="clip_image002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNHyNaL3v9I/AAAAAAAABAU/5x2kaI2tDic/clip_image002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="225" height="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, it hurts, and yes it will be with you forever, and when you get old and wrinkly it might look really weird, but there is something about ink, that draws me.(and on me)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was really inspired by the pictures in this book, and now I have to get one, if only I can decide what to get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received this book for review from Erica at Harper Perennial.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:649cd4c8-12e7-482a-9029-a2fc74ad99de" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/nonfiction" rel="tag"&gt;nonfiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-949763821965215612?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/949763821965215612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-i-want-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/949763821965215612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/949763821965215612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-i-want-one.html' title='OH! I want one…'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TNHyMFd9oVI/AAAAAAAABAM/hPUtdvJiQlo/s72-c/clip_image001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-522277310069298964</id><published>2010-10-30T10:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:14:13.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Just in time ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMxMs30cP5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/dJ1UMZMraZA/s1600/vaca+from+hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMxMs30cP5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/dJ1UMZMraZA/s200/vaca+from+hell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533882375913357202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the spooky night just a few hours away, I felt it was time to catch up on a book that I read for the Read-a-thon.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Vacations from Hell" is a book of short stories that is written for the YA audience, however, I enjoyed it a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought me back to my youth when I poured over Tales of Terror, just to scare myself half to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Libba Bray, Cassandra Clare, Maureen Johnson, Sarah Mlynowski, and Claudia Gray have written fun , lightly scary stories, with vampires, curses, witches, and the like. If your luggage is lost, at least you won't die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, scary, creepy and dark, there is something for everyone in this book. I recommend it for your tweens/teens, since there is something about that age that seems to seek out the macabre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast, light, and fun, this was a perfect read for an all nighter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought and paid for this book at The Tattered Cover Bookstore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-522277310069298964?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/522277310069298964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/522277310069298964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/522277310069298964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-in-time.html' title='Just in time ....'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMxMs30cP5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/dJ1UMZMraZA/s72-c/vaca+from+hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-4293752951295354408</id><published>2010-10-25T17:03:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:17:13.484-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercury falls'/><title type='text'>Mercury Falls Re-Release Tomorrow!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMYOvl5jGaI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VaMcjV-kkiE/s1600/mercury+falls+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMYOvl5jGaI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VaMcjV-kkiE/s200/mercury+falls+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532125403061361058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMYNKRspvxI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-WK_omSOt0k/s1600/mercury+falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMYNKRspvxI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-WK_omSOt0k/s200/mercury+falls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532123662471773970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is a reprint in honor of the re-release of Mercury Falls tomorrow! A new cover and according to Rob, fewer typos. I loved this book and still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;OMG--This is one funny book! You should be warned, however, not to wear white while reading. The coffee you snort and spray out of your nose will stain! Brown t-shirts should be sold at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;Robert Kroese has written about the End of Days, where Mercury, an angel, is supposed to assist with the end of the world, but he is more interested in making Rice Krispy treats, and snowmen. (of course it only snows where he is standing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;Christine Temetri is a reporter for a religious news magazine, tracking down cults and searching for the truth. When she meets Mercury, all HELL breaks loose. They accidentally save the Antichrist, a slacker named Karl, from assassination by a fanatic with a gun, and have to drag his complaining butt all over while they negotiate with angels and demons, and lawyers to save the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;Go to-http://www.amazon.com/Mercury-Falls-Robert-Kroese/dp/1935597159/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the end of time is really this funny, I will not worry about 2012 at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from the author..Thanks Diesel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(24, 24, 24); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-4293752951295354408?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4293752951295354408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/mercury-falls-re-release-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4293752951295354408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/4293752951295354408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/mercury-falls-re-release-tomorrow.html' title='Mercury Falls Re-Release Tomorrow!!!!!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TMYOvl5jGaI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VaMcjV-kkiE/s72-c/mercury+falls+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7133760826752571597</id><published>2010-10-20T10:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T10:47:24.297-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Fate-R. J. Erbacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TL8XlkXN6rI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8Fwya8VyNlc/s1600/coffee+and+fate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TL8XlkXN6rI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8Fwya8VyNlc/s200/coffee+and+fate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530164801617914546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a book that is heartbreakingly beautiful, with unforgettable characters. R. J. Erbacher has written a haunting book, about two very different people, who connect in a very interesting way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this short read, you get so many emotions going that it leaves your head spinning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Val is a college student, who can move things with her mind, Bud is an elderly man, who can see the future and can prevent things from happening (or not). When these two come together in a coffee shop, their fates are melded together. They become great friends, and together their future is set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should you mess with fate, just because you can? This is a recurring theme throughout the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to say too much, but this is a story you will not forget. I do have to tell you, dear readers, there is one little (?) thing that may cause squirmy discomfort, but believe me when I say, there is a good reason for it. The ending is just wrenching, I actually wept. But.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really liked this book! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from the author for review. 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Erbacher'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TL8XlkXN6rI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8Fwya8VyNlc/s72-c/coffee+and+fate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-2983189761572564858</id><published>2010-10-15T07:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T08:22:01.464-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Stretch-The Unlikely Making of a Yoga Dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLheXjRfagI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5YwHhiJiaCU/s1600/stretch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLheXjRfagI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5YwHhiJiaCU/s200/stretch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528272301295888898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the best of intentions, I found myself sick as a dog, after the Readathon. Coughing, sneezing, the whole enchilada! I so badly wanted to be timely with my reviews, but life got in the way. All I wanted to do was sleep, of course, and that I did. I am feeling a little better today but I am so far behind, it is scary.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On with my review-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neal Pollack was a bad boy L.A. writer who was on a path of self destruction.  Drinking too much, after a little success, spreading insults, generally misbehaving, he alienated his friends and colleagues. He was willing to try almost anything to get his life back on track. Enter Yoga-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of shape, and not really motivated yet, Neal struggled as he tried to master the positions. To his great surprise, he actually felt better. He took more and more classes, becoming rather fanatical about his new activity. (His family and friends were not sure where this was leading, but liked the kinder, gentler Neal.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was reading in a Readathon, his story told of a Yogathon, which just cracked me up. I felt his pain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny and touching, Neal writes about his success, and failures, as he finds himself wanting to become a Yoga instructor. (much to his wifes chagrin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really liked this story!! Neal Pollack is a terrific writer and funny as all get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Erica at Harper Perennial for review. Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-2983189761572564858?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2983189761572564858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/stretch-unlikely-making-of-yoga-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2983189761572564858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/2983189761572564858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/stretch-unlikely-making-of-yoga-dude.html' title='Stretch-The Unlikely Making of a Yoga Dude'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLheXjRfagI/AAAAAAAAA_A/5YwHhiJiaCU/s72-c/stretch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7560157152412905697</id><published>2010-10-10T21:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:48:40.545-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>End of a Readathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLJ-MNELbKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/kDzVy093GX0/s1600/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLJ-MNELbKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/kDzVy093GX0/s200/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526618440867736738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;1. Which hour was most daunting for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Hour 21 was a killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Could you list a few high-interest books that you think could keep a Reader engaged for next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Stretch by Neal Pollack, anything by S.M.Stirling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have any suggestions for how to improve the Read-a-thon next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Maybe a few more cheerleaders in the last hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you think worked really well in this year’s Read-a-thon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;It was well organized and it was great having the challenges listed by hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How many books did you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;3 completed plus some pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What were the names of the books you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Vacations from Hell- anthology of short scary stories 280 pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Stretch-Neal Pollack 320 pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The Force is Middling with this one-Diesel (Robert Kroese) 310 pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;100 pages of The Talented Miss Highsmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;75 pages of Off Season-Anne Rivers Siddons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which book did you enjoy most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The Force is Middling with this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which did you enjoy least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I didn't dislike any but the Highsmith Bio is slow going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you were a Cheerleader, do you have any advice for next year’s Cheerleaders?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Didn't cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How likely are you to participate in the Read-a-thon again? What role would you be likely to take next time?I think I would like to try my third time...I might try cheering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7560157152412905697?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7560157152412905697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-readathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7560157152412905697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7560157152412905697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-readathon.html' title='End of a Readathon'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLJ-MNELbKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/kDzVy093GX0/s72-c/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7088027379562012772</id><published>2010-10-10T01:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:22:50.724-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Readathon update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLFox61SKlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TRE1wVc9nSU/s1600/the+force"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLFox61SKlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TRE1wVc9nSU/s200/the+force" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526313424575933010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pee yourself funny! 310 pages. Review to follow readathon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7088027379562012772?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7088027379562012772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7088027379562012772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7088027379562012772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_10.html' title='Readathon update'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLFox61SKlI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TRE1wVc9nSU/s72-c/the+force' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-1062470096680965474</id><published>2010-10-09T15:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T15:56:12.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Readathon update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk5O_JhaI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Bkmgf_hMLsA/s1600/sardine+4"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk5O_JhaI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Bkmgf_hMLsA/s200/sardine+4" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526168414710236578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk41TD2gI/AAAAAAAAA-g/4Vd_JLq0fak/s1600/sardine1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk41TD2gI/AAAAAAAAA-g/4Vd_JLq0fak/s200/sardine1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526168407814429186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk48vjeyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hh7Db6rct8g/s1600/shmoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk48vjeyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/hh7Db6rct8g/s200/shmoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526168409812990754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandaughter is reading also- She has read 3 books so far....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-1062470096680965474?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1062470096680965474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_5648.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1062470096680965474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/1062470096680965474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_5648.html' title='Readathon update'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDk5O_JhaI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Bkmgf_hMLsA/s72-c/sardine+4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7032202936746737624</id><published>2010-10-09T15:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T15:19:52.711-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Readathon update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDcDcuccxI/AAAAAAAAA94/nbBoJlCqd4w/s1600/vaca+from+hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDcDcuccxI/AAAAAAAAA94/nbBoJlCqd4w/s200/vaca+from+hell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526158694592312082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From Harper Teen-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div id="ctl01_ContentPlaceHolder1_divBookDescriptionHeader" class="timesHead" style="color: rgb(175, 58, 41); font-family: Arial; padding-right: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Book Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p id="ctl01_ContentPlaceHolder1_pBookDesc" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Life's a beach . . . and then you're undead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in this must-have collection, five of today's hottest writers—Libba Bray (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A Great and Terrible Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;), Cassandra Clare (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;City of Bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;), Claudia Gray (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Evernight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;), Maureen Johnson (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;13 Little Blue Envelopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;), and Sarah Mlynowski (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bras &amp;amp; Broomsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;)—tell supernatural tales of vacations gone awry. Lost luggage is only mildly unpleasant compared to bunking with a witch who holds a grudge. And a sunburn might be embarrassing and painful, but it doesn't last as long as a curse. Of course, even in the most hellish of situations, love can thrive. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From light and funny to dark and creepy, these stories have something for everyone. You definitely won't want to leave this collection at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Review to follow readathon! 280 pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7032202936746737624?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7032202936746737624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7032202936746737624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7032202936746737624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update_09.html' title='Readathon update'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLDcDcuccxI/AAAAAAAAA94/nbBoJlCqd4w/s72-c/vaca+from+hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-5389022169711013799</id><published>2010-10-09T11:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T12:00:06.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Readathon update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLCs5eQV7XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vt1eRc19xHk/s1600/stretch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLCs5eQV7XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vt1eRc19xHk/s200/stretch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526106846157729138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stretch by Neal Pollack is a funny, thoughtful exploration into the Yoga life. Full review to follow, after the Readathon. 320 pages.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-5389022169711013799?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5389022169711013799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5389022169711013799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/5389022169711013799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/readathon-update.html' title='Readathon update'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TLCs5eQV7XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vt1eRc19xHk/s72-c/stretch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7587382546723539478</id><published>2010-10-08T13:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:34:44.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readathon'/><title type='text'>Getting ready for the READATHON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TK9xHZmZyII/AAAAAAAAA9g/04LKwx2BEbE/s1600/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TK9xHZmZyII/AAAAAAAAA9g/04LKwx2BEbE/s200/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525759639751870594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Collecting my books....still can't decide. SO many heavy ones, I need some fun in there too. I start at 6am but not sure if that's gonna happen. I am not pushing it this year like I did last year. Going to try and have fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7587382546723539478?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7587382546723539478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/getting-ready-for-readathon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7587382546723539478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7587382546723539478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/getting-ready-for-readathon.html' title='Getting ready for the READATHON!'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TK9xHZmZyII/AAAAAAAAA9g/04LKwx2BEbE/s72-c/readathon-button-from-book-addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-6756156986781440138</id><published>2010-10-05T15:16:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:23:31.289-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>The Wonderful Little Giant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKuWEVFhpGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lCnEWQWEt8Q/s1600/little+giant1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKuWEVFhpGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lCnEWQWEt8Q/s200/little+giant1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524674369024009314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With "The Little Giant of Aberdeen County" Tiffany Baker has written a wonderful book, filled with love, magic, sadness, and hope. I really loved this story!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly Plaice is shrinking, which is a good thing since she is huge. Her teacher called her a giant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When her parents died, she went to live with poor relatives, while her beautiful sister, Serena Jane, went to live with a wealthy family (who were not willing to take in the huge, strange girl), who gave her everything she ever wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serena Jane seems to have a perfect life, loads of friends, beautiful new clothes, while Truly has her silent cousin, and a small strange boy in her class, Marcus, for friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they get older, Serena Jane marries the Doctor's son, Marcus goes to war and Truly is still working on the farm with her cousin. Eventually, Truly ends up in the Doctor's house after her sister vanishes, leaving her child behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is full of secrets, (I seem to be reading a lot of secrets lately), magic, and many different kinds of love, all written beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recommend this book to anyone who loves love in all its forms, mixed with a little  magic, and lots of secrets, and heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Bostick Communications for review. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-6756156986781440138?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6756156986781440138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderful-little-giant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6756156986781440138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/6756156986781440138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderful-little-giant.html' title='The Wonderful Little Giant'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKuWEVFhpGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lCnEWQWEt8Q/s72-c/little+giant1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26614603.post-7061815511953715058</id><published>2010-10-04T13:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T13:55:13.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Once Wicked, Always Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKot1EGWY7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Wu4HaLKSKZk/s1600/once+wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKot1EGWY7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Wu4HaLKSKZk/s200/once+wicked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524278282580026290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T. Marie Benchley has written a mystery/love story, kinds chick lit with an edge. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A serial killer is murdering perverts, each in a grisly manner. This killer is very smart and leaves no clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Molly Madison loses her parents in a terrible accident, she inherits a large ranch, in Montana. Her husband is anxious for her to sell and has a plan for the money. When Molly discovers the ultimate betrayal (her husband's affair), she starts divorce proceedings, and returns to her ranch, to rebuild her life. Of course there is a handsome ranch manager, Clayton, the tough cowboy type, and instant attraction hits them both like lightning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone wants her ranch at any cost, and when bad things start to happen, several suspects emerge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family secrets are revealed, and when things come to a head, the result is explosive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This debut novel is a quick read. Although it is a little predictable, it still manages to hold the attention, and entertains the reader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this book from Shirley at Newman Communications, Inc. for review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/185/6F738816B7531CE02EC3DBFF610BE5D6.png" style="border-style: none ! important; border-width: 0pt ! important; background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26614603-7061815511953715058?l=joemmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7061815511953715058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-wicked-always-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7061815511953715058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26614603/posts/default/7061815511953715058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joemmama.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-wicked-always-dead.html' title='Once Wicked, Always Dead'/><author><name>joemmama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290072739308059013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/S9ULzv_2E1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/6qv5r8ionEA/S220/usr29430633137480821193750.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3RzeIld5co/TKot1EGWY7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Wu4HaLKSKZk/s72-c/once+wicked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
