Posted by Jeanne Adams Jan 12 2015, 1:15 am in hot chocolate, Jeanne Adams, Snow Day, snowmen
Well, January is starting off with a wet, white promise of the kids having LOTS of snow days again this year.
Already, we’ve had one snow day off, plus a second day with a 2 hour start-time delay. Today (Monday) promises to be another snow day. Which means Tuesday will probably be another 2 hour delay day. The streets still aren’t fully cleared from last week’s snow “event” and now we’re getting an icy snowy mix on top of it.
ARRRGH!! It’s only January 12th!!
So, for those of you who aren’t parents, a school snow delay, or full snow day isn’t just a day off for everyone. Oh, if it only were that easy! It means is that the work plan you had for today is now screwed. Anything you expected to get done before noon – or worse, HAD to get done for work – is now pushed into the afternoon if you’re lucky. If you’re not, and schools close for the whole day, you’re stuck trying to do your regular work from home, while you deal with your hyped up, wow-its-a-snow-day, kids. EEEK!!!
Before I had kids, when I was working for the city, if we had a snow day or an “adjusted telework day” – I’d put on my snuggly sweater, jeans and wooly socks, settle into a big comfy chair with a quilt and get a ton of work done in the peaceful quiet of my house. Ahhhh. No phones ringing. No one popping into your office “just to chat.” No meetings. Just pure productivity.
I used to love those fabulous, productive, snuggly snow days. I love, love, love snow and cold as you all know, and the quiet and the warmth of a fire and a blanket? Oh. Yeah. Mmmm, snuggly! I couldn’t understand why some people in the office (the parents) didn’t like those extra days where we got to work from home. Ha!
When I was little, I used to plan for what I would do if we were lucky enough to GET a snow day. Where I lived, in the mountains of North Carolina, there was snow plowing equipment and they got the plows moving and plowing at the first flake-fall. If they could clear by 6 am, we went to school no matter how high the snow total might be. If it was too high, or the snow was still falling hard at 6 am and they didn’t think they could clear it? SNOW DAY! But they were few and far between.
For my kids, it’s amazing how many they’ve gotten in recent years. Not so much when my Eldest was young, but since 2010 and Snowmaggedon, snow days have been a lot more frequent.
My kids, just as I did, plan this out. I heard them doing it tonight.
“If it’s just a delay, we can’t do anything. No sledding.”
“But we can sleep in!”
“But if its the whole day, we could go sledding.”
“Better find your snow pants now.”
There was a whole lot more, but you get the gist. My Eldest figured out how to make snow creme a couple of years ago, on a snowy three-or-four-day-off school session. Now it’s de rigeur when it snows. I’ve got to get more condensed milk. Better go put it on the grocery list!
Last year was a record for snow days for us. We had to get special dispensation from the board of education not to extend school all the way till July. Yes, July. That’s how many snow days we had last year. In fact, as I was doing my 2015 planning, I was trying to figure out why I’d been SO unproductive in the first quarter.
Then I realized that there was only ONE WEEK in the first ten weeks of 2014 where my kids were in school for 5 full days at a stretch. One week. We kept having these snowstorms that would come in on a Sunday. The kids would be out for 2 days, then back to school, then the following Sunday, here would come another snow “event.” Ugh.
The kids loved it, but let me tell you, for the parents, it got old.
However, that said, the kids could use a sleep in tomorrow. They had a busy weekend and didn’t get to sleep in or laze around. If we have a two-hour delay, well, then the boys will sleep in. I might even indulge in that myself, at least for a little bit longer than my usual 7 am.
Did you have snow days where you lived when you were a kid? I know our Aus pals probably didn’t, but what about the rest of you Bandits and Buddies?
What did you do on snow days when you were little?
If you have them now, as an adult, do you work? Do you play? Or do you get frustrated?
If you got snowed in and absolutley HAD to take a snow-day-off, what would you do? Bake? Plan? Knit?
Would you build a fire in the fireplace and read all day or go out and play in the snow?
Have you ever built a snowman? What about a snow fort for snow ball fights?
If you’re a snow lover, do you prefer a sled, a saucer, or a toboggan?
And for when you come in from the cold…soup, hot chocolate, tea, coffee or chili? I’ll tell Sven to have some ready….
Posted by Jeanne Adams Jan 7 2015, 12:08 am in fitbit, January, Jeanne Adams, Workout
Seriously, does EVERYONE want to lose weight in January? I know I do. Here it is another year’s beginning and my gym is jammed to the rafters with new members. I went all through December and the place was steady, but not packed. Some days it was downright empty.
OMGosh. I tried to go today and it was chock-a-block with people sweatin’ on the machines. Yikers!
I think that’s great, even as I know most won’t keep it up past February 1. They’ll make it through January, then a snow will hit (like today – worst commute EVER!). That sort of thing sidelines everyone’s routine. They’ll come back…or not…and then….quiet in the gym once more. Ahhhh!
But some? Some will stay. They’ll get into the joy of moving again, and making those not-quite-so-flexible muscles do what they were meant to do once more. How wonderful is that?
I’ve come to really enjoy the gym. I didn’t start out there, though. No gym for me. I started getting back in shape with a little device called a FitBit.
I’d read about it in an article in Good Housekeeping. This is five or six years ago, maybe more like ten, now. It was a cool new gadget on the market, and I like gadgets. It sync-ed to your computer and let you track not only your steps, but your sleep. It told you how many calories you’d burned in those steps you took, and if you went online and entered what you’d eaten that day, you could see if you were over or under your target ratio of calories burned (steps taken) to food consumed. Pretty cool.
Several of the Bandits have them, and like me, are still aficionados after a number of years.
I got one for my husband within a year of getting one for myself. Being a numbers guy, he took to this like a duck to water. He’s on his second FitBit now. I’m on my third. I’d still have my original, and it’s replacement, but the clip broke, and, since I started carrying it in my pocket, I inadvertently washed it. Eeek!
(I wish I could show you his first FitBit. He used it until it was just done in. Had to be held together with a rubber band. Never let it be said that the man didn’t get value for his money!)
The original FitBit tracker has a clip and numbers and all sorts of things it shows on its face as you can see in the two examples above. The new, sleek version, just shows dots for progress and you have to go online to see your actual number of steps, etc. After living with the new sleek one for two years, as you can see on my wrist below, I’ve decided I like the old one. Ha! I like the readout rather than the dots.
However, I’m not ready to replace it. When it dies, I’ll go back to the original or maybe to the wonderful NEW FitBit Surge once the price comes down a bit. That one does everything but make you lunch and order groceries.
That’s not really the point, though, having it do stuff. The thing about the FitBit is that it’s really a simple weight-loss concept that can be summed up in two words:
How much are you moving? What are you eating? How much are you eating? Are you moving enough to call it a draw between moving and calories consumed? If so, you’re staying where you are. If you move MORE calories, burn them, then take in less calories in food, you’ll start losing weight.
Simple. Mindful. Easy.
Okay, so nothing about taking off the pounds is EASY. Especially when you sit to work all day as writers do.
This – using the FitBit – is just easier than most. Why do I say that? Well, if I realize at 5 pm that I’ve taken in a whole lot more in calories than I’ve burned on a given day, I lace up my shoes and go take a walk. I go to the gym and get on the treadmill. I take a book and get on a bike or do some time on the elliptical.
Better yet, I take the dog out and go for a jog.
If the FitBit isn’t your thing, there’s an iFit and a Nike and a cool one called VivoFit from Garmin. That one actually has a signal on it to remind you to move after two hours in one position! Love that!!
Of course, like most any kind of new program, all you have to do is set a goal and go for it.
“I’m going to do 5,000 steps every day this week. I’m taking the stairs, and parking further from the building. Then next week, I’m going to up that to 7,000 steps a day.” It’s both hard and easy. My motto has always been “Start with One” – one pushup, properly done. One lunge. One 10 minute session on the treadmill. One turn around the block. Next time, do two. Then three.
Don’t workout till you hurt or you won’t go back to it. The whole “no pain, no gain” is for gym rats and masochist. Grins.
But that mindfulness thing is step one for all of it. Over the last two or three years, I’ve lost about 25 pounds. I’m taking them off the same way I put them on – one pound at a time. I fluctuate, yes, but one step at a time, one pound at a time, I’m going down to the right weight, the healthy weight. The weight where my clothes fit and I feel good.
I’m always looking for new ways to challenge myself and/or make it fun. Maybe I should get one of these workout desks. What do you think? Think it would work? Anybody have one??
I frankly don’t give a damn (channeling Rhett) about the actual NUMBER I weigh. All those charts and things the insurance companies have that say you’re obese at 156 or underweight at 185, or whatever? Mine says I should weigh 136- 146 lbs. That’s a size six and that is flat out Nonsense. My BONES aren’t a size six, nor will they ever be. If I weigh 136 – that target weight for someone 5’7″ with my small wrists – I look like a concentration camp victim. I’ve BEEN 136. I look terrrrrrrible. I have a friend who’s petite. The weight to height thing for her is equally ridiculous going the other way. Another friend, who’s tall, should be well over 200 lbs, according to the charts. Again, stuff and nonsense.
What I care about is feeling good and being able to move and groove and play the way I want to play. I want to feel good when I run down the block after the kids. I want to feel good when I shoot some hoops with my son, or chase the dog around the yard. I don’t want to need two days rest and 1/2 a bottle of Advil if I go dancing with my hubby. And I don’t want to have to resort to the SalonPas or ThermaCare patches and more Advil just to get my garden in shape this spring.
This year, with my gym, and my running shoes, and my FitBit, I’m going to lose the last ten. Then we’ll see. If I need to lose more, so be it, but with 10 more pounds down, I’m going to evaluate how I feel. From there, as I said, we’ll see!
Really, isn’t it ALL about how you feel, good or bad?
So what about you Bandits and Buddies?
Do you have weight loss goals for 2015?
Do you have a new exercise plan?
Do you have a dog to walk, or a walking buddy? If a dog, what kind and how far do you walk?
Do you do something else for fitness?
And last but not least, do you too, have a FitBit or a gadget?
(Photos are mine, or Yahoo Photos. No copyright infringement is intended in any way)
Posted by Jeanne Adams Dec 26 2014, 11:30 pm in Bandit Booty, Barbara Devlin, Cassondra's blogs, dianna Love, Enter the Brethren, Jeanne Adams, prizes
Hey everyone! Here’s some backlogged Booty from Jeanne And Cassondra!
Oct 23 – The Winner of DEMON STORM from Dianna Love is..
– You’ve won a copy of DEMON STORM from Dianna Love. Suzette, if you’re in the Continental US, you’ll receive a print copy of DEMON STORM. If you’re international, you’ll get an e-book from either Amazon or Barnes & Noble.
Dec 3 – From Jeanne’s December 3 Blog about cookies – The winner is…
Beth, you win a copy of the Christmas Anthology, A Jewel in Time, featuring Jeanne Adams, Barbara Devlin and Caitlenn T Ainnsley; a copy of Barbara Devlin’s Enter the Brethren, and a copy of Jeanne’s Deadly Delivery!
Dec 12 – From the blog featuring Debut Author Louisa Cornell, the Winner is…
December 17 – The first day of the epic Donut Food Fight – the winner of the DC Mug and $10 Starbucks card from Jeanne “Cake Donuts Rule” Adams is…
and the Two Grab Bag Books and Conference Swag from Cassondra “Glazed Yeast Donuts Are ALL!” Murray is..
December 18 – The second day of the epic Donut Food Fight – the winner of the Two Grab Bag Books and Conference Swag from Cassondra “I Love Peppermint” Murray is…
and the winnner of the Starbucks DC Mug and $10 Starbucks card from Jeanne “No Additives” Adams, is…
Y’all contact us at jpagryphon AT aol.com or Cassondrawrites AT gmail.com with your snail mail addy so we can ship your loot!
Posted by Cassondra Murray Dec 18 2014, 12:42 am in 12 Bandita Days of Christmas, Cake Donuts, Cassondra Murray, Cassondra's blogs, donuts, Doughnuts, Dunkin Donuts, Glazed Donuts, holiday meals, holiday shortcuts, Jeanne Adams, Krispy Kreme, Yeast Donuts, Yeast doughnuts vs cake doughnuts
Jeanne: So, Cassondra, were you surprised by yesterday’s food fight results? I know I was! So many people like Krispy Kremes! And I think you won the total overall vote for glazed donuts. (Pardon me while I roll my eyes, okay?)
Cassondra: Well, they’re popular for a reason.
Jeanne: Yeah, yeah. Okay. So moving right along…what about dipping? Do you dip your donut in coffee or tea?
Cassondra: Neither. I dip in milk. I like milk with my donuts. Ha! Bet ya didn’t see THAT coming. *grin* Do you dip?
Jeanne: I’ve done it on occasion, in my coffee. *looks smug*
Cassondra: *wrinkles nose* Speaking of coffee. How do you like yours? Do you go for the holiday specialties at the coffee shop?
Jeanne: Ew. I’d like to avoid it, but you know how it is this time of year. EVERYTHING has a “special holiday flavor” – I know that makes me sound like the Grinch,
Cassondra: *interrupts* You’re a MEAN one, Jeeeeeeanne Grinch…
Jeanne: Snork! Great, now I’ll have the song stuck in my head all day….Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Griiiinch!
Anyway, I really hate flavored coffees or teas. I like my Starbucks Mocha, or plain coffee with cream. No caramel. No hazelnut. No vanilla, and for heaven’s sake NO PEPPERMINT!!
Okay y’all, you might as well know. I could order for Jeanne at Starbucks. I’ve seen her do it often enough. In fact, I HAVE ordered for her. That’s it over there on the right. “I’d like a Venti non-fat, extra-whip Mocha.” *tries to look taller as she bats eyelashes, pretending to be Jeanne*
Jeanne: Snork! You do that far too well!
Cassondra: If only I could look blonde.
Okay, okay. Now when it comes to the fancy coffee drinks from Starbucks or Peet’s or Seattle’s Best–and Jeanne’s mocha definitely qualifies as one of those–or when it comes to a plain old cup of coffee, I don’t like many flavors. I like flavored coffee ONLY in certain circumstances, and only certain flavors.
But hey! This is one of those circumstances! It’s that time of year, right? Peppermint things are dancing around Christmas trees for cripes sake.
Jeanne: *shocked*: You mean you DO like peppermint coffee?? How could I not know this about you?
Cassondra: *gesticulates wildly* How can you not like peppermint?
Jeanne: Oh, I like all those flavors on their own. I just don’t like them in coffee. Or tea. OMGosh, I despise flavored teas. Give me good old Earl Gray, or a hearty black leaf tea like Orange Pekoe. Twinings. Constant Comment. Hearty tea. And if its gonna be hot – perfect for this time of year – there’s to be no milk. No lemon. None of this foo-foo flavoring. Bleech.
Cassondra: I really, REALLY hate to break it to you, but darlin’, Earl Grey Is. A. Flavor! So is MOCHA in coffee, for that matter. I like the idea of mocha, but honestly? It’s the texture. Mocha is chocolate flavored but it’s thick. It makes the coffee “thick.” So now I really want a peppermint mocha from Starbucks, but I can’t stand the texture so instead I get a peppermint latte with whipped cream and fancy fixins. That’s it over there on the left. Cuz I don’t want…you know…THICK coffee.
Jeanne: Snork! You are so picky.
Cassondra: YOU like thick coffee. Admit it.
Jeanne: Absolutely. Chocolate in coffee, and whipped cream, are naturally occurring additives. They’re fitting. They’re companion flavors. Adding other things, like the new Starbucks Roasted Chestnut Latte, are just icky. And seriously, they made a mistake the other day and made me a peppermint mocha instead of my usual mocha.
Cassondra: Yum! (except for the thick mocha part)
Jeanne: Hey! I’ve been going to “my” Starbucks since it opened – more than 15 years! – and they’ve never made it with peppermint. I took a big ‘ol drink as I walked out the door. Nearly choked. Turned right back in and handed it to the barista. Poor thing, he was the new guy. He blushed.
“What?” he asked as all the other baristas gathered around. They know me.
“It’s Peppermint,” I said, handing it to him. “Icky. No peppermint. Ever.”
Laughter from the other baristas.
“Just a mocha,” they chorused. “Not white mocha, not peppermint, nothing but mocha .”
“And extra whip!” the longest-serving barista added.
See? They know me. No foo-foo flavors.
Cassondra: WAIT just a minute. YOU get to pick WHICH flavors are foo foo and which are not just cuz you like some and not others? *waggles finger* I don’t think so. And they aren’t saying anything about the CHOCOLATE flavor—and the THICK coffee.
Here’s the deal. I don’t like ANY pre-flavored coffees—like those pre-flavored beans you get at the grocery store? I know, I know, lots of people like those. But me? Blech. Gross me out the door.
Jeanne: Whew! I’m glad we agree there, I was beginning to worry!
Cassondra: Yes, but if I go to a coffee shop, and it’s the right time of year, I’ll get a peppermint flavored coffee. It just seems fitting.
And here’s a secret–once again—just a plain cup of coffee, with no fancy steamed milk or froth and no espresso. At home, during these long, dark days of winter, I’ve been known to pull the cinnamon out of my spice cabinet and put a tablespoon of ground cinnamon in the coffeemaker on top of the ground coffee. *slurp* I learned this trick from one of my favorite little restaurants in Nashville, Calypso Café. They serve fabulous cinnamon coffee year-round, and they’re known for it. Just the right hint of cinnamon. And it’s REAL cinnamon. You know—bark from a tree–nothing fake. It’s an antidepressant.
Jeanne: Okay yeah. I’ve had that coffee. It was decent. But I wouldn’t want it very often.
Cassondra: Oh! And y’all…..there’s this whole other thing. I happen to know that Duchesse Jeanne has drunk the Keurig Koolaid. *pauses for effect* Yep, that’s right. She’s gone to the “pod” coffee. Which to me, is kind of like having a pod person replace your husband, but whatever.
Jeanne: I LOVE my Keurig! I don’t make a whole pot and have to throw it out!
Cassondra: I make a whole pot, and I don’t throw it out. Just sayin.
Jeanne: That must be what puts the famous sarcastic bite in your humor. And seriously, if I drank the pot? *Boing! Bing! Smash! Crash! Boing!* That would be me, barreling off the walls for the rest of the day.
Cassondra: Hey. I own that sarcastic bite. But seriously. A pod-brewed cup, while a VAST improvement over sorry single-serving hotel packages, does not taste the same as a POT of brewed coffee.
Jeanne: Oh, yes it does. What do you think is different?
Cassondra: A pot has time to sit there and mingle. It has time for all the coffee molecules to dance around each other and become something fabulous. Coffee from a pod can never escape its humble beginnings. It just can’t.
Jeanne: *rolls eyes* I love my Keurig. Serious Keurig love. A hot cup anytime, always a great taste. And look at all those gorgeous colors you can get if you buy a mini Keurig! That’s like the desktop model!
Cassondra: So it’s a Keurig of mini colors!
Hey, looky there. I made a joke.
Jeanne: Snork! Always a comedian in the bunch. Coffee from a Keurig is damn close to as good as a pot –as in 99% close. And hey…NO PEPPERMINT in sight! How about that? Besides, as the only one who drinks coffee in the household…yeah, like I said, I’d drink the whooole pot… so really, by brewing only a cup at a time, I’m doing the world a biiiig favor.
Cassondra: Okay, I’ll give you that. Nobody wants to face either one of us on too much caffeine.
Jeanne: Which brings up an important point. You ALL need to know that, while flavorings are at issue here, and definitely worth a fight, my evil twin and I are akin in one MAJOR thing.
We drink coffee for YOUR protection!! (Bwahahahaha!!)
Cassondra: Alas, it’s true. You don’t want to talk to me between the time I’ve gotten up and the time I’ve had the first cup of coffee. Word to the wise.
Oh and speaking of tea–Earl Grey or English Breakfast. Herbal tea at night.
Jeanne: *raises eyebrows*
Cassondra: Hey, I’m not a complete throwback. *raises pinky finger in the air, sips mock cup of tea*
Cassondra: And although I’ve weaned myself off of sugar in coffee. I use cream. Lots of it. Real half and Half. No fake creamers allowed.
Jeanne: On THAT, my evil twin, we agree. Lots of cream
So…How about it Banditas and Buddies? Coffee or tea in the morning?
With cream? Sugar? Or black and strong?
Do you like any additions? Peppermint? (BLECH!)
Cassondra: Hey! So do y’all like peppermint? Especially at the holidays? Caramel? Chocolate? Chestnut flavoring? Hazelnut? Pumpkin pie spice? Cinnamon?
Do you go for the special holiday drinks at coffee shops? Like the Pumpkin Spice latte or the Peppermint Mocha?
Or do you shuffle in, caffeine deprived, and say, “tall dark roast coffee please”?
Jeanne: Do you have a favorite coffee vendor? Are you a coffee snob and like Starbucks, Peets, Seattle’s Best and their ilk? Or do you refuse to get into all that…
Cassondra: *interrupts*… Like my mom–she buys her coffee at the grocery store. If that’s what you do, is it Folger’s? Maxwell House? Store brand?Generic? Special roast or the plain old original?
Jeanne: Or do you have a substitute like Bandita Donna? She carries a sleeve of Diet Coke wherever she goes. While we’re waiting for the coffeemaker to get going, she’s on her way with a *pop..fffffffizzzz…ahhhhh!*
And just for the sake of a survey….do you use a Keurig? Or do you brew your coffee in a pot?
Cassondra: We’re doing the same giveaway again today… in honor of the 12 days of Bandita Christmas, Jeanne is giving away ANOTHER Washington, DC, Starbucks mug and a $10 Starbucks card so you can have YUMMY coffee with your Christmas Donuts.
And I’m doing another grab bag of two random novels plus one piece of fun swag from my leftover box of conference swag. (Both giveaways are Continental US only.)
Posted by Jeanne Adams Dec 17 2014, 12:08 am in 12 Bandita Days of Christmas, Cake Donuts, Cassondra Murray, donuts, Doughnuts, Dunkin Donuts, Glazed Donuts, holiday meals, holiday shortcuts, Jeanne Adams, Krispy Kreme, Yeast Donuts, Yeast doughnuts vs cake doughnuts
Cassondra: A really, really bad thing has happened.
Jeanne: Oh no!
Cassondra: That’s a picture of the bad thing down there on the left. See it?
Jeanne: *squints* Is that a donut shop?
Cassondra: Oh, heck yeah. That’s a brand new Krispy Kreme donut shop. It opened this week in MY town.
Jeanne: Ew. Yes. That is a bad thing.
Cassondra: *takes a moment* Wait. You’re serious? *takes another moment* Are? You? Kidding? Me?
Jeanne: Nope. Don’t like ‘em.
Cassondra: You are my evil twin! HOW can you not like Krispy Kreme? OMG. They’re from your home state! Wait…don’t say it. Just DON’T.
Don’t say you like cake donuts.
Jeanne: Yup! Grins. Love ‘em.
Cassondra: Okay buddies, I think the busy season has fried my evil twin’s brain. And I can understand why.
It’s that time of year, after all. It’s the time of year when we all get so harried and rushed that we’ll break rules. Rules like “I don’t eat that.” Not because it’s just so yummy it’s irresistible—though that may well be the case—but because we’re too darn busy to fix real food. It’s cuz of all those relatives visiting.
Jeanne: All those presents to buy.
Cassondra: All those presents to WRAP.
Jeanne: The house to clean.
Cassondra: The fridge to stock. The meals to plan.
Jeanne: And the travel. Don’t forget the travel. Up early and on the road at the crack of dawn.
Cassondra: What’s that? I’m not familiar with this crack-of-dawn thing.
Jeanne: Snork! Wish I wasn’t familiar with it… Anyway, it’s true. When everyone lands at your house on the holidays, what’s the fallback for breakfast?
Jeanne: Yep. A great big box of ‘em. Who can resist a donut?
Cassondra: I can. If they’re cake donuts. Or if they have gross filling.
Jeanne: *heavy sigh*
Cassondra: Hey. Sue me. I like plain, old-fashioned glazed donuts. YEAST donuts. Hot and fresh out of the oven. *closes eyes, imagines yeasty, sugary donut smell* See that box over there on the right? You bring me THAT at your theoretical crack of dawn, all hot and yeasty-yummy from the oven, and I might become familiar with the concept of morning.
Jeanne: *looks skeptical* Seriously? All that fat and sugar just dripping off of that round, air-filled fluff of a thing? Where’s the substance? Where’s the OOMPH! That’s what can get you going in the morning. I mean, really, if you haven’t got time for the serious eggs, grits, bacon, biscuit breakfast, this at least has heft to it!
Cassondra: Blech. Heft like an anchor. If I’m going to eat cake, I’ll eat real CAKE. Leftover homemade. German chocolate or red velvet with homemade icing. Not some thick, smarmy, heavy thing that’s been coated and deep fried.
Jeanne: You NEVER buy cake donuts?
Cassondra: Not for me. I have to buy apple fritters sometimes for Steve. And he likes those disgusting French Crullers.
I mean, really. French Cruller? Sounds like a fishing vessel.
Jeanne: Snork! LMAO
Cassondra: See that box down on the left? The one with the cake donuts? I could have missed all three meals in one day, and that would still gross me out. What is that pink thing anyway?
Jeanne: That’s a donut. With strawberry icing.
Cassondra: Can somebody open a window? I need air. Or maybe alcohol. Or both.
Jeanne: *fans Cassondra* Oh, come on.
Cassondra: I like my donuts to have YEAST in them. It’s fried bread, okay? It’s slurpy good. Simple. Yeasty fried bread with simple sugar glaze on it.
Jeanne: Cake is bread.
Cassondra: See that photo down there on the right—the one of the Boston Crème donut in the box? There’s a reason that’s the last donut in the box! Not only does it have icky icing, but it has disgusting gooey…filling…stuff. Ew.
Jeanne: Okay, okay. I don’t care for the fillings either, but don’t talk about the filled donuts in front of my oldest son. He loves those.
Cassondra: He’s a teenage boy. Need I say more?
Jeanne: Nope. He can eat his weight in donuts, no matter what kind, but really likes those icky filled ones.
Cassondra: I feel faint. The gladiators might have to resuscitate me.
Jeanne: *Grins* Yeah, nothing like a good gladiator for resuscitation! And you’ll probably need a second go at it when I tell you that my husband likes the Boston Cremes, and will fight my son for them. Do you think it’s because his family is originally from Boston?
Cassondra: *rolls eyes and tries to ignore the cake donuts* Maybe. It just proves, once again, that men will eat virtually anything.
Jeanne: As a caveat, I have to say that my younger son, like you and I, eschews (so to speak) anything with filling unless it’s a corn dog.
Cassondra: That’s a different food fight – things on sticks. Let’s–*grin*–stick–to the point here. Glazed donuts are the only REAL donuts.
I mean, c’mon, Buddies and Banditas, look at that yummy goodness over there on the left. It’s a glazed YEAST donut. The ooooonly donut. Don’t you agree?
Jeanne: *Scoffing* I beg to differ, oh, my evil twin. CAKE donuts are the original. Like those on the right.
Cassondra: Blech! But just so we can preserve our evil twin status on SOMETHING, I know you agree that none of this gooey-center glop should grace the box, especially if you have company.
Jeanne: Absolutely. But….What do YOU think, Banditas and Buddies?
Cake donuts? Yeast donuts?
Plain or covered in anything?
And please, really, tell us you don’t eat those filled things?
Cassondra: Or if you do like the filling, what kind?
And French crullers? Apple fritters? Bear claws?
*Cassondra hesitates* What the heck is the point of making a pastry with toes, anyway?
Cassondra: OMG! Look at that red blob on the left! What the heck is THAT?
Jeanne: That’s a star-shaped Christmas donut.
Cassondra: Is it alive? OMG! Buddies, run! Run for your lives!
Jeanne: *facepalms* Okay, in honor of the 12 days of Bandita Christmas, we’re giving away goodies! I’m giving away a Washington, DC, Starbucks mug and a $10 Starbucks card so you can have coffee with your Christmas Donuts.
Cassondra: And on top of that, I have a HUGE box of books. I’m going to do a grab bag. I’ll reach in and grab two random novels plus one piece of fun swag from my leftover box of conference swag, and I’ll ship it all to you if you’re in the continental US.
Tell us, Bandits and Buddies…how do you like your donuts?
Posted by Jeanne Adams Nov 13 2014, 12:30 am in anthology, Barbara Devlin, Boston, Caitlenn T. Ainnsley, Historical Fiction, Hot Reads, Jeanne Adams, WWII
Do you have a Best Friend? Most of us have more than one. And most of us have a circle of acquaintances who we call for lunch, or a movie, or even a night out on the town.
But that best friend? She’s the one you call when your boss just made a pass and you don’t know what to do. Or he’s the one you call when you need to write a breakup letter to your boyfriend. Or the guy-friend or girlfriend you call to be your “date” for a wedding you don’t want to go to, but have to, and you know your ex-boyfriend/husband/lover will be there.
Besties are all that. They’re moral support. They help you talk things through – whatever those “things” may be. They’ll laugh with you till you both nearly wet your pants. They’ll help you pack when you have to move, and share the box of tissue that you both need to have because you’re moving. They’ll be there till the last box is packed.
Besties are just that…the best.
They answer the phone at 2 am, when they see your number come up on the screen. They tiptoe out to the driveway in their PJs at nearly 4 in the morning to give you your spare keys, when you’ve been at a party and you’ve lost your house keys.
They tell you the truth when shopping – “Yes, it DOES make you look fat. Here, try this one!” And when you talk about that guy you met on Friday who drives the Mercedes? “No, I don’t think he’s divine. I think he’s a moron!”
When you’re a writer, your Besties take on a new set of challenges. You MAKE them read your stuff and tell them to be honest. Put on the spot, they have to tell you what they think. Ohhhhh, that is a minefield! It’s worse than the dress thing or the boyfriend-is-a-moron-thing.
It’s dangerous to the friendship. It’s like callin’ the baby ugly, as we say down home.
But your REAL Besties won’t let you down. They’ll still be sweet. They’ll tell you it’s a good first draft (even when you and they both know it’s the 12th draft.) They’ll tell you they like the story, but honey, you SO need to work on your spelling! (“OMG! Didn’t we both have Mrs. Jones for English in 9th grade? Did you SLEEP through that class?”)
And when you get past THAT stage, and maybe a few more, they’ll say, “HEY! Let’s write a book together!”
Nothing is more fun.
I have the privilege of introducing two of my absolute Besties today. We met at the Denver RWA Conference in 2001 and have been laughing all the way ever since.
And yes, we wrote a book…TOGETHER!! WOOT!!!
Y’all have had fun with my friend Barbara Devlin several times before, here in the Lair, starting all the way back to her first novel in this series, ENTER THE BRETHREN. Welcome Barb!!
And Bandits and Banditas, may I introduce debut author Caitlenn T. Ainnsley!!
WOOT!! SVEN!! We need drinks!! Snacks! Canapes, streamers, and yes, more cabana boys!
We’re celebrating because, Barbara, Caitlenn and I are, collectively, The Sultry Sisters. And we’re the proud authors of a holiday anthology called A JEWEL IN TIME (Isn’t that cover – above – lovely!? Thanks Lyndsey Lewellen! You can click on it and it’ll take you to Amazon if you’d like take a look!) The anthology stories follow a magical, gold and gem-studded glory of a brooch through the centuries, as it passes from mother to daughter. The beautiful gem is a master jeweler’s work, and it’s key to each young woman’s fate. The jewel is passed down in the Douglas-Gascoigne-Lake family (whom we first meet in ENTER THE BRETHREN), and it passes each generation to the eldest daughter.
Here, in brief, are the three storylines:
Three incomparable women, one incredible jewel…
It is the Age of Sail, and First Lieutenant Mark Douglas of the Royal Navy has set his sights on a fiery society miss with a spirit to match his own. What happens when Lady Amanda Gascoigne-Lake’s father rejects the sailor’s suit, and an ancient brooch with mystical power portends doom?
In WWII Europe, Lady Grace Corvedale flees Paris as the Germans approach, but Hitler has learned her brooch may have mystical powers, and he vows to possess it -at any cost. Lt Robert “Dix” Dixon, an unofficial attaché to the British Embassy, is dispatched to rescue her, but can he outwit The Führer to save Grace?
When a series of tragic events leaves Olivia DuBois stranded in Boston during a blizzard, a handsome Brit rides to her rescue, and the California girl falls hard. Emerson Gascoigne-Lake manifests the quintessential knight in shining armor, but does a family heirloom foretell true love or destroy it?
Jeanne: Barb, most of our Bandits and Buddies are familiar with your Brethren of the Coast books.
Book FIVE, CAPTAIN OF HER HEART launches on FRIDAY, right alongside the novella! Tell us a little about it!
(Oh, and by the way, join the facebook Launch Party today…’cause we’re shutting the doors and having the throw-down party Friday night!! https://www.facebook.com/events/596338027155028 )
Barbara: As for CAPTAIN OF HER HEART, it’s Book 5, as you mentioned. It tells the story of Lady Alexandra Seymour and newly commissioned Nautionnier Knight Jason Collingwood. We got to know Jason and Alex in book 4, ONE-KNIGHT STAND, when they conspired to help Lance and Cara to the altar.
And as for my novella in our anthology, “Loving Lieutenant Douglas,” it goes back in time, 27 years, to 1785, when then Lieutenant Mark Douglas romanced Lady Amanda Gascoigne-Lake.
Jeanne: And Caitlenn, my friend, you’ve been writing for a long time as well, but gave fiction a rest for a few years as you worked on non-fiction. What made you come out of “retirement” to write this story?
Caitlenn: The easy answer is my friends–you and Barb–made me do it! LOL It came about when we had a girl’s weekend at Barb’s house in January this year and we celebrated her success as a self-published author and your decision, Jeanne, to go Indie. I guess it finally occurred to us how fun it would be to do a project together. Following pedicures and rolling enchiladas we birthed the theme and the element that would tie all the stories together.
Jeanne: That was SO fun!!
Barbara: It was wonderful to have you both here to celebrate!!
Jeanne: Yes, we got to REALLY celebrate too, because Barbara’s books hit the Amazon Bestseller lists and we were there to witness it! WOOT!!!
Caitlenn: It was fun, and so special too, because of the bestseller “win”!! For me, it was also especially touching that you wanted me to be a part of A Jewel in Time since I had put my fiction writing on the shelf while I ran my coaching and training business and wrote non-fiction. But, I guess that’s that what besties are for. They don’t let you give up on your dream.
Writing fiction is in my DNA and this project and your unwavering support has jumpstarted my fiction career. In 2015 I’ll be introducing an amazingly fun, kind of crazy, heroine who’ll be the star of my series the CONSCIOUS GYPSY CHRONICLES.
I am excited that my debut is alongside two of my close friends. And I’m looking forward to making friends with my readers and giving them sneak peeks at what’s to come through my newsletter, Love Notes, that’s available from my website www.caitlenn.com.
So, today, Bandits and Buddies, let’s talk about Besties!
Do you have a BFF? The kind who would bail you out of jail? (Or better yet, one who’d be in the cell with you, saying, “DAMN, that was fun!”)
What’s the craziest situation you and your BFF have gotten into? Did it involve the police?
Do you believe in fate or destiny when it comes to love?
If you could go back in time, to WWII, the Regency, when Barb’s other books are set, or even further, what time would you pick?
Have you ever been caught in a blizzard? Would you like to be?
If you get snow where you are, what’s the most you’ve ever seen?
Comment today for a chance to win! To kick off the release of the anthology, we’ll be giving away FIVE copies of A JEWEL IN TIME!
AND…for MORE chances to win, come to Facebook tomorrow night from 7-10 so remember to join the group today so you can be in on the fun at our HUGE CELEBRATION!! We’ll be giving away books, prize packages, and a Kindle!!
To celebrate the dual release, Barb is also giving away Enter the Brethren and My Lady, the Spy, books 1 & 2, for the first time, ever, from Nov. 14-18 free via Amazon!
Go to Amazon NOW and get them!! And Captain of Her Heart is currently available for only 99-cents, through Nov. 21.
Posted by Jeanne Adams Oct 31 2014, 12:30 am in Bonnie Taub-Dix, Deadly Delivery, Fall, Happy Halloween, Jeanne Adams, Oatmeal, Pumpkin Spice Latte, Ratatouille, trick or treat
Trick or treat!!! Are you ready for, or already having a fabulous Halloween?
I hope so! I hope your day’s been wonderful so far and continues to be so. I hope it’s a “treat” for the Halloween day. Grins.
Speaking of Treats…I was reading an interesting post on the web yesterday. It was from a food blogger. She was talking about comfort food. (Bonnie Taub-Dix, ( http://bit.ly/1wLZyWG )
Of all things, the post is about oatmeal and all the health benefits of a daily bowl of oatmeal. My husband ADORES oatmeal.
I? I do not. It’s kinda like the whole Green Eggs and Ham thing….I will not eat it in the rain, I will not eat it on a plane, I will not eat it here or there – not even at the Starbucks! – I will not eat it anywhere.
What Bonnie Taub-Dix did at the end of the post, however, was talk about comfort. About…well, Treats. The surprising, sometimes amazing, but often just simple treats that come in life. Things we appreciate, but don’t always celebrate.
Ms. Taub-Dix called that appreciative moment a “Ratatouille Moment” I LOVE that concept and I totally get it. A Ratatouille Moment according to Bonnie is that moment, as in the animated movie Ratatouille, when you sit down to a meal or have a bite of something that takes you back, that gives you that “Oh! Yum! Ah!” feeling of comfort, of familiarity. Whether from childhood or a great moment in your adult life, or as you feed your own kids, where you feel comforted, fed both physically and spiritually, just by having THAT food.
And those moments–those treats–are just wonderful.
I forwarded Ms. Taub-Dix’s tweet yesterday and enjoyed a brief back and forth with the author herself. Why? Because I totally identified with that idea, that Ratatouille Moment, JUST as I did when I watched the movie. I got it. I recognized it.
For me, it was one of those “family memories” that just hits you. It hits you emotionally and, when it involves food, physically, in just the right way.
Whenever I came home from college or whenever there was a celebration of something I was involved in, my mother made my favorite meal. Ham with pineapple slices. Sweet potatoes. Green beans with ham in them for flavoring. Fruit salad. Homemade biscuits. Sweet iced tea.
I have three words for this: Nom. Nom. Nom.
Now THAT is comfort food. Grins.
It was a treat, for me, the way candy is a treat for some. If I ate ham like that all the time, it would pall…wait, what am I saying? No it wouldn’t. Like some of those who eat oatmeal every day, I could probably eat ham every day. Hahaha!!
Still, it was a treat. I love treats. And I love ham. My DH joked the other night that I would want ham in my trick or treat bag. Grins. He’s probably right. Ham! Ham! Ham!
I sure wouldn’t want oatmeal. I’ve TRIED to like it, I really have. Bandita Cassondra likes it. I know other Banditas like it. Heck, like I said, my DH adores the stuff. Sigh.
Nope. I wouldn’t want it in my Trick or Treat bag. Sweet potatoes? Oh heck yeah. Asparagus even. Grins.
KitKats, Tim Tams and pretty much anything chocolate? I’m so there.
Now, my sons are going to be dressing up tonight and going trick or treating. They are ALL about the candy. In some ways, its more about the hunt – how much can they get – rather than the quality or type. Ha! Some people are like that about treats. They want lots and lots of them (quantity) rather than a select few that are really outstanding. The general rats in the movie Ratatouille are like that too. Trash? Cheese? Scraps? Bring it on.
But not Ratatouille, the rat. He wants to create food. He wants the joy of creating meals and events and experiences all around dishes that just make you feel comfort. Home-iness.
Reading is kind of like that too, don’t you think?
Some books are treats – the ones you savor after you’ve worked, the treat for finishing a project, or your own book-work, or the delicious novella you get to devour on the train home from the dreaded day job’s work-work. (BTW, my Deadly Delivery – a short Thanksgiving suspense novella –coming out in the next few days, if you need some reading on the train….)
Alas, some are tricks – they promise a great story, but they don’t deliver. Got a couple of those recently. Had some BIG ones of those in my time…the 1100 page monster of a book that had such great writing and such wonderful detail…and never ended. No conclusions drawn, no resolution for the main characters, no solving of the mystery. Just a sort of Gallic shrug and the “conclusion” that life is a mystery and we are never truly satisfied…
Bullfeathers. Gotta admit that was one of the few books I’ve ever actually THROWN. I threw it across the room. It made a heck of a dent in the wall too, as you can imagine. But I felt tricked. Terribly tricked. I’d given those 1100 pages my attention, my brain power, and a LOT of my hours. I felt cheated and tricked.
I so despise it when authors do that. I hope no reader of mine ever feels that way, although I know it’s impossible to please every reader. I hope that for most, my stories bring entertainment, excitement, laughter, and the comfort of a story well told to its HEA conclusion.
Good books, and great books, no matter how simple or complex, if they’re crafted well, with genuine skill, are treats to savor just like a fine wine or a great bowl of well-cooked, happily adulterated oatmeal. They’re comfort food. Just like great food, (perhaps a well-prepared Ratatouille?) is a treat, no matter how common the ingredients.
To those of us who are avid readers, we’ll take comfort food over the flash of a celebrity chef (or her bio), the brief flaming fame of an actor or books of that ilk, and we go for the solid, delicious comfort food. We go for the stories of family and friendship, of the bonds of the brothers of war, like Bandita Tawny’s SEALS. We go for the families, no matter how quirky, from Bandita Caren’s Cross Springs, or the mother and daughter bond, as in Bandita Trish’s Living in Color.
We go for the treats like the final Nora Roberts O’Dwyer Cousins book (Just out!!). Or the treatsy-tricksy-thrill of Hank Phillipi Ryan’s Jane Ryland series (Third book just out!). We go for the deep, soul searching of our own Bandita Anna Campbell, or the fun of Susan Sey, or the edge of your seat thrills of Jo Robertson, Suz Ferrell or Nancy Northcott. (All three of whom have great books out!)
Like Ratatouille, we want to give you an adventure, as well as comfort and cheer. We want to transport you to OUR corners of the world and show you that no matter how many Grimms and ghosties and ghoulies and goblins there might be out there, there’s always the sweet – even if it’s only oatmeal in our heroine’s bowl when she sits down to breakfast and the story begins.
Now, I know this was one of my wandering posts, wrapping from one stepping stone to another, slightly different one. Grins. I guess it’s my version of Trick or Treat for Bandits and Bandit Buddies!! Hahahaha!! (So, I guess that makes my forthcoming novella a Treat too, right? Grins.)
So what about y’all? What’s your comfort food?
Have you ever had a Ratatouille Moment when eating a great meal? A moment that takes you back to childhood, or a favorite event?
Is there a book you’ve thrown across the room, that you felt was a trick at the end?? (Don’t name names, okay? Let’s not diss anyone…but if you want to give the general outline, okay)
What’s the best treat you’ve had this October? Have you treated yourself, or someone else this month? What kind of treats???
What’s your comfort “go-to” treat? Pumpkin Pie? (A personal fav) Mini sized Kit-Kats? Pumpkin Spice Latte at Starbucks?
Do you like to play pranks/tricks?
What are you dressing up as this Halloween? If you have young kids, what are they going trick-or-treating as?
(All photos are either mine or from Wikimedia Commons or Yahoo Open Source)
Posted by Jeanne Adams Oct 17 2014, 12:31 am in A Fish Called Wanda, Black Adder, Bob Hope, Dawn French, Ellen DeGeneres, Hugh Laurie, humor, Jeanne Adams, Jolene Roxbury, Richard Armitage, Robin Williams, Rowan Atkinson, Vicar of Dibley
Some days, you just need a laugh. I mean, seriously. Have you had one of those weeks? I have. It’s been gloomy and rainy, and it SHOULD be bright, blue-sky October!! My favorite month! Instead, its been raining so much here in DC that I haven’t set up my usual amusing paranomral extravaganza in my front yard for the Halloween season. Hasn’t been a day that I could! Yikers!
So, I was a weeee bit glum. Heavy sigh. I decided I needed some cheering. Whenever I really need a laugh, I have friends that I call who can invariably make me laugh, or snork, or snigger about SOMETHING. I made some calls. No one home.
Harrrrumph!! Whadday mean being out of pocket when I need a laugh? Harrrrumph, I say!!!
I had to turn to the internet for help. It’s okay, they know me there. I have some seriously fun “go to” places for humor when I need it. My first visit is almost always to YouTube and Jeff Dunham. If you have NOT seen Jeff Dunham, please, stop right now and go here, to YouTube and see the man. Warning: go to the bathroom first. He will make you pee your pants laughing. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppwETopHZwI
Second Warning: Jeff Dunham, Achmed, and Walter are equal opportunity offenders. Absolutely NOTHING is safe from their pointy, pointy humor. Not Klondike Bars, not the Washington Monument, not even eco-friendly Priuses. You could spend several hours watching Jeff and his band of merry puppets and your face, ribs and back will HURT from laughing long before you stop watching.
Now sometimes, my son comes up with stuff to make me laugh. His latest attempt – very, very successful, I might add – is to introduce me to a comedy duo named Key and Peele. Now Eldest Son is very well aware that I am a HUGE football fan. He’s lived with this since birth, so hey, he knows. So he says, “Mom!” he says…”You gotta watch these guys!!” And thus the immese chucklefest that ensued over “The East-West Bowl”
As Comedian Larry the Cable Guy would say, “I don’t keer who you are, that’s funny!”
So if I’m not on YouTube, and have more time than www.DamnYouAutocorrect.com takes (though I highly recommend that as well!), then I go for a movie.
There are some memorable movies that have made me laugh so hard I’ve actually pulled a muscle. Yes, I’m serious.
Young Frankenstein. (When Terri Garr says, “OH, he would have an enormous scwhanschtuker!” I lose it. Every time.)
Blazing Saddles. (“The Sheriff is Near!” “Let’s us read from the gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and…DUCK!” “The name is HEADLY Lamar.” “Somebody go back to town and get a shitload of dimes.”)
Reaching WAAAAAAY back, I’ll cite Private Eyes, with two of my favorite comedians, Tim Conway and Don Knotts. Frankly, just saying either of thier names makes me grin. They are SO FUNNY. In Private Eyes, Lord Morley is murdered and missing. Two hapless American detectives come to Scotland yard, for no apparent reason, and are given the case.
They do solve the “murders” but there are two running gags through the movie that have stuck with me. When Winship (Knotts) and Tart (Conway) head for the manor, they get into an argument about “Wookalars” – legendary creatures which are abnormally strong, and man-like but with a pig face. Supposedly this scene is entirely an ad-lib between Don and Tim.
The other running gag, is that as they find each successive member of Lord Morley’s staff dead, the bodies have a note containing a poem which rhymes all the way until the last line. The “Whaaaaa…?” of each poem gets successivly funnier with each body. And yes, boys…there are Wookalars! SNORK!!!
Of course, you can’t think about Conway and Knotts without thinking about other great, fabulous comedians.
Carol Burnett, Vickie Lawrence, Tim Conway and Harvey Korman in the Carol Burnett show. OMG. Just THINKING about them can brighten my day. The “Mama’s Family” skits. The infamous Went With The Wind skit. Lyle Waggoner trying to keep a straight face as Carol and Tim riffed on the politics of the day. Oh, dear heavens, I can laugh about it right now. Ha!
And what about the fabulous cast antics of Saturday Night Live? OMGosh!! When I can, I still tune in and ROFLMAO with the whole crew. Some of the funniest though were the joys of John Belushi and Elliot Gould and the Killer Bees. http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/the-killer-bees/n8622 Weekend Update with Jane Curtin and Chevy Chase. Weekend update with Seth Myers. Tina Fey doing Sarah Palin. The Land Shark. Cheri Oteri and Will Ferrell as The Spartans. Weekend Update where Barbara Walters roasted herself.
Then there’s the infamous late-night muppets…King Ploobis and Scred… SNORK!!!!
Speaking of Muppets. That word, right there, can make me laugh. Muppets. Muppets. Muppets. (Kind of like the Sanderson Sister’s Amok! Amok! Amok!)
What a great concept! What a great show! What great movies and specials!! From Muppet Christmas Carol to Muppets Take Manhattan to the original Muppet Movie and Rainbow Connection. Grins. It’s ALLLLLL funny. Sly, witty, funny and clean.
Now there’s another twist on the topic. Clean humor. There is NOTHING funnier than a good stand-up comedy routine. If you need a laugh, go on YouTube and call up any of these guys and gals and you are SURE to have a laugh. It’ll be good CLEAN fun!
Bill Cosby (G-rated)
Ellen DeGeneres (PG-13)
Bob Hope (G-rated)
Jonathan Winters (G-rated)
Jolene Roxbury (PG-13)
The Fluffy Guy (PG-13)
And then there’s the not so clean, but wickedly funny humorists…
George Carlin (R-Rated) (1o things you can’t say on television)
Michael McIntyre (PG-13 with flashes of R) (Parenting is actually clean….)
Steve Harvey (R – Rated)
Robin Williams (R-Rated)
Chris Rock (R-Rated)
There is a comedian for every taste. Go on, have a laugh! Now, for those of you who’ve see Hugh Laurie in House, or the Stewart Little movies, if you REALLY want your head to spin around, catch him in the British comedy, Black Adder. Black Adder, by the way, is played by none other than Rowan Atkinson. (AKA Mr. Bean – YouTube HIM and you’ll just die laughing!!) Y’all have heard me mention this one before, but it’s never far from my list of Laugh-a-Minute stops.
If you prefer a female comedian and you’re going British, check out Dawn French in The Vicar of Dibley. Virtually every episode is on YouTube. And again, you will laugh SO FREAKIN HARD!! If you go for this option….make sure you wait through the credits for the funny bit at the end of every show. Grins.
I found this one when I was searching for what other things the delicious Richard Armitage had been in.
See, one day I was procrastinating (imagine that!) and was toodling round on IMDB because I had realized dear Richard was in Captain America. I decided to see what else he’d been in that I didn’t know about.
Imagine my surprise when I found comedy! What do you mean our darling, brooding bon-bon of sexiness has done comedy??? I was shocked, I tell you!
Richard is so brooding as Guy of Gisbourne in Robin Hood. So flinty, solitary and stiff in North and South. But yes, dear friends! He’s deeply funny as the straight man to Dawn French’s fabulously bouncy, mercilessly funny Vicar in The Vicar of Dibley. After glomming all over this and laughing fit to bust a gut, I went on to YouTube Dawn French’s other work to get yet more good yuks.
So darling Bandits and Bandit Buddies, I could go on and on, but I won’t. Grins.
When you’re down, what makes you laugh?
What’s your “go to” for changing your mood with humor? YouTube? Facebook? Pinterest? The movies?
What’s the funniest movie you ever saw? (Have to say, Fish Called Wanda, may be the funniest I’ve ever seen…)
Who is the funniest comedian you’ve ever seen?
Did you ever see the Bob Hope Specials when you were growing up?
Despite the recent sad news of Robin Williams’s passing, I found him to be terrifically funnny. Did you ever see Mork and Mindy, or one of his stand up routines?
Have you seen Billy Crystal’s recent 700 Sundays stand up show on HBO?
Let’s have a laugh!!
Posted by Jeanne Adams Sep 27 2014, 1:48 am in Barqs Root Beer, Coca-Cola, Geoffrey Holder, Jeanne Adams, NeHi, Seven UP, Soda, Vernors
Do you remember that slogan? Coca-Cola drags it out now and again in an ad campaign here and there, just to remind us that they have it. Of course, they have so many clever ad slogans at Coke that they’re beating pretty much everyone at the soft-drink-selling game.
They happen to be my favorite – in Diet Coke form – so I’m a bit partial. And yes, I CAN tell the difference between Coke, Pepsi and a store-bought-cola brand. Now I have friends who sweat by Pepsi. Won’t drink a Coke unless forced. I feel that way about my Coke to a certain degree and prefer it to Pepsi, but hey, if Pepsi’s all you’ve got? I’ll go there.
The only Pepsi product I’ll really seek out though is Mountain Dew.
Ohhhhh….Mountain Dew. The original slogan, when Mountain Dew was released in 1940 was “Yahoo! Mountain Dew will really tickle yore innards!” I looooovvvvve that stuff.
Alas I don’t drink it much anymore since it has a near-nuclear amount of caffeine and unless it’s Diet, which tastes funny to me, it’s got enough sugar to send you immediately into insulin shock.
And speaking of insulin shock… When I was growing up, visiting the general store in my very, very small hometown of Boomer, NC, it was RC Cola.
OMGosh the whole “RC Cola and a Moonpie” was total sugar overload, even for a kid who could burn it off in about two seconds. Ha! And to tell you the truth, I preferred Coke even then. But I drank RC and ate Moonpies. That’s a Moonpie, over there in the picture. Cookies with marshmallow filling, all wrapped in chocolate-y goodness.
I also drank what most considered the most awful softdrink invented, Tab, which my beloved Uncle adored. He would share with me on the sly, so hey, I had to drink it and even semi-acquired a taste for it. It was forbidden fruit, in some ways, and since Beloved Uncle was sharing it on the sly….yeah. I liked it in spite of not liking it.
Now, don’t get me wrong. This blog is probably making it sound as though I drank this stuff all the time. Au Contraire! My mother restricted soft drinks to a couple a week. This whole bit of more-than-one-soft-drink-a-day is a recent, adult development.
My mother is probably spinning in her grave at my soda consumption, to tell you the truth. Then again, under her rule it was water, tea, milk, coffee or maybe, possibly, a soft drink. In that order.
Her addiction was coffee, so hey…pot/kettle. However, they still have yet to accuse coffee of the multitude of sins they’ve heaped on soft drinks so she’d probably tell me that, glare at me and tell me to not drink quite SO much Diet Coke. :>
As I got a wee bit older and began visiting other relatives and friends, I was introduced to an odd assortment of other people’s favorites, some of which I’d never even seen or heard of. At all. Soft-drink adventures!
Take Barqs, for instance. This was a root beer – still is a root beer – but it used to be that Barqs was also a famous maker of creme soda. I’d never had a creme soda. There was a local soda producer, long gone now, who made Birch Beer, and we had that.
The first time I had a root beer from Barqs or A&W? Wow! I still don’t like the creme soda much but, again, wow! Different!
And then there was Ne-Hi. Grape, Orange, Strawberry, and NeHi Wild Red (which tasted like cough syrup to me). Oh….the flavors! Orange soda was such an odd concept, but I liked it! I particularly liked it when I had the flu and Mama would give me one over crushed ice as I was recovering. It served to get sugar and hydration back in my system, so she’d let me have a LOT of Orange NeHi when I was sick.
I still can’t taste or smell orange soda without thinking about being sick with the flu.
Now, as a cure-all for whatever ailed you, my mother believed in Vernors Ginger Ale. This was issued at the first complaint of a tummy ache.
Trust me, this ginger ale is so sharp, so “stout” if you will, that you got better in pure self-defense.
Vernors is actually the oldest surviving original ginger ale brand in the US, (dating to 1866) and was created in Detroit by a pharmacist. Thank you, sir, may I have another? Every now and again, I get a craving for Vernors. It’s hard to find in DC, but…I have my sources. Grins.
I’ve always thought of it as the Guiness of Ginger Ales. Tall, Dark, Brooding, Spicy. Yum.
As I said, thought, I’m a Coca-cola girl. LOVE me some Coke. It was born in Atlanta in 1886 and was a supposed recipe for a soothing tonic for the nerves. Ha! Still, it’s good to this day and it’s crisp, refreshing taste is something I truly enjoy.
As to Pepsi, “The Taste Born in the Carolinas” – New Bern, North Carolina, to be exact – I don’t like it very much, as I said. It too was originally a digestive aide, and is and has always been a fierce competitor for the Cola Business.
I have a dear friend – and Kathryn Anderson, you know who you are – who swears by Pepsi as much as I swear by Coke. Ha! I accused her once, on a road trip, of trying to lure me to the Dark Side by only having Pepsi in the car. Bwahahahah! It didn’t work!!
Last but not least – and right there with Vernors, Orange NeHi and Coke in little glass bottles – was the miracle “medicine” of Seven-UP.
My mother stocked this, right along with the Vernors, as a surefire remedy for post-flu-malaise, for upset stomach, and for anything that might need a little boost of sugar and/or carbonation. Like the Orange NeHi, I can hardly drink a Seven-UP without remembering being sick.
Kinda ruins the moment, you know?
I did go through a Seven-UP phase, however, back in the late seventies, when the divine Geoffrey Holder became the spokesperson for Seven-UP and did the famous “Cola Nut, or UnCola Nut” commercials. Do you remember those, or have you seen them on YouTube? OMGosh, I had SUCH a crush on Geoffrey Holder. First of all, that VOICE. I could listen to that man read the phone book. Twice. LOVE his voice. Plus, it was just so entertaining to see him waving around cola nuts and uncola nuts. Cracked me up.
And now, gentle readers….I’ll admit it…yes, I DO give my kids Seven-UP or Orange soda over crushed ice if they’ve been sick. I do resort to Ginger Ale as a tummy tonic. I don’t restrict the soda as much as my mother did, but I do restrict it – my boys are still growing and building bone and muscle, so it’s kinda the same list my mom had, in a different order: Milk, water, tea, lemonade (not something of which my mom was fond, so it didn’t appear on her list!), with soda and coffee coming in dead last as possible beverages for the boys.
Hypocritcal of me, since I drink soda? Yes. But…healthier.
For you healthy ones, I HAVE cut down on my soda consumption. I also no longer have a six-can-a-day Mountain Dew habit. I had to give that up when Eldest Son was on the way. Faaaaar tooooo much caffeine! Lord-d-dee, one of those and neither I nor the baby would sleep, so I gave it up.
That was a while ago, and I’ve not taken the habit back up, which is probably why I’m not doing the “Orange is the new Black” bit. I’m really energetic anyway. Hopped up on caffeine? Whoa, baby. Grins. Also, I decided since I was restricting the kids, I had to set a better example than to always have coffee or a soda in my hand. Sigh.
I do still drink a LOT of iced tea though.
What about you, Banditas and Buddies?
Soda or no soda?
Coke or Pepsi?
Store brand or Name Brand?
Do you have any odd brands that are totally “IT” in your part of the country or world?
YES THERE IS A REASON I DIDN’T MENTION DR. PEPPER. I am deeply distasteful of anything with an artificial Chery Flavor. (I hear Bandita Nancy laughing now….)
But if your preference runs that way….Dr. Pepper, Mr. Pibb, or Cherry Coke?
Have you ever had a Vernors?
Did your Mama or Grandmama use soft drinks as a cure/medicine? Or did they have some other “cure-all”? (Don’t even get me started on the joys and pains of Vicks Vapo-Rub!)
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