Sunday, February 28, 2010

Check out What's Happening at Menagerie Authors!

The ladies over at the Menagerie are running my nifty new book trailer for Learning How to Bend over on their blog today. If you're of a mind to you can stop in tomorrow and say hi to their guest author Leigh Wood. I know I'll be there!

What's the link?

www.menagerieauthors.blogspot.com

I hope to see you there.

Fiona Jayde Stops by the Blog Tomorrow


Available through Samhain Publishing.

One wrong move, and she could be dancing on her grave…

Two years after an injury put her dancing career on hold, Lynnrina Kovaleva is determined to reclaim her place on the stage. On the eve of her comeback production, she takes the edge off her nerves with a one-night stand in the strong arms of celebrity bodyguard Mateo Rivera.

Ex-cop Mateo is celebrating one hell of an anniversary: eight months since he was declared unfit for duty. When a delicate beauty boldly propositions him in a bar, he chooses to lose himself in her body rather than lose his mind to alcohol. This choice comes back to haunt him when he’s hired to protect a prima ballerina who’s been receiving threats.

Despite her shock at seeing him again, Lynn must not allow their intense attraction—or any creepy fan letters—to undermine her performance. Mateo can’t reconcile this coldly focused dancer with the passionate woman who seduced him. Yet he sees fire under the ice, pain hidden by the smooth mask of perfection.

The vivid memory of their entwined bodies wars with the job at hand, but he must keep Lynn safe—regardless of the cost. The most difficult challenge, however, will be keeping his hands to himself.

Warning: Contains jetés, pliés, a chilling touch of danger, and the boiling heat of an unwanted attraction that combusts into passionate sex.


Want to follow her tour? Then go to:
http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2010/02/virtual-book-tour-fiona-jayde-and-
pas.html

Be sure to stop back tomorrow to meet Fiona Jayde!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Giving a Shout Out to My Girl, Megan

My girl Megan has a story for free over at Whipped Cream and I think you oughta check it out. It's a keeper.
Change Me.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

I'm over at Rhonda Lee Carver's blog today!

If you want to see, I'm over at Rhonda's blog and website.

You can visit here:
http://www.rhondaleecarver.blogspot.com/
www.rhondaleecarver.com

Come on over.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Another Fine BOOK TRAILER!



This is my book trailer, made by Goddess Fish, for Learing How to Bend my short story from Total-E-Bound, coming out April 19th!

So What's So Great About True Blood?

Okay, I have a very good friend who convinced me that I needed to watch True Blood. Soooooooo...... I got a copy from the library.

And...

I like the show. It's interesting and has me snagged. I'm not big into the whole New Moon craze. I'm not an Edward or whoever the other guy is. (see? I don't even know their names.) Tara cracks me up. And the sheriff is hysterical. He's got some of the best one-liners. And Jason? Well, I know a few guys just like him and its amusing to see him deal with his...er...issues.

But I don't totally get the whole Eric thing. I mean, so far most everyone I talked to seems to think that Eric is just the unliving end. Bad boys rule.

Um...

I'm more in the Sam camp. I have no idea what he is yet (because I haven't seen ALL the episodes yet). I mean, I'm not super big into shape shifters although I rather like vampires (Can't you tell?). But Sam intrigues me and I want to keep watching because even though I assume he won't end up with the heroine... I still want to see him have his HEA.

So for now, I'm going back to watching the rest of Season One. So far, I can't stop.

Monday, February 22, 2010

BOOK TRAILER TIME!

I got the book trailer for my book, Right Where I Need to Be. I do believe Goddess Fish Productions did a fine job! What do you think?


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

JA Saare - Dead, Undead, or Something in Between - The TOUR!



JA Saare stops by once again to promote her latest release, Dead,Undead, or Something in Between coming from Eternal Press.

Want to follow her tour? Go here:
http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2010/01/virtual-tour-dead-undead-or-something.html

So let's get down to business and meet Jaime!

1. So you write about vampires. Is there a sub-genre of romance you've considered but never tried?

Absolutely – BDSM. I’ve had a couple of stories on the brain and have jotted a few notes down, but so far, I can’t find the time to finish the WIP’s I have. The entire concept of dominance and submission is fascinating. I want to explore the freedom in the power of submission, as well as the dynamics of what it takes to be a Dom (or Domme).

2. Where do you come up with the names of your characters?

Lots of places, actually. *grin* Sometimes they are names that I’ve always loved or names that I’ve read in other stories and they left an impression. I’ve had a couple of circumstances (Eternity and a Day is a notable example) in which I went in search of unique names with specific meanings. I’m not sure about you, but the name has to be perfect. If I don’t have that, I can’t start writing.

3. Quiet time or music when writing?

Music, always. I think there have been a handful of times during hard edits when I’ll turn on M83 and set the volume to background low, but other than that, there is always music playing in the casa or inside the office.


4. Speaking of tunes, which is the favorite (Besides NIN)?

I can’t pick just one (aside from the above!). I’ve been a lover of music all my life, starting when my Dad introduced me to the Eagles, Alabama, Jon Anderson, Kenny Rogers, Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash, George Jones and so on. My Mom was a different cat all together and loved Cool and The Gang, Billy Ocean, and those kinds of tunes. I wasn’t introduced to heavy metal until I was maybe twelve or thirteen. Black Sabbath rocked my little world, and that, as they say, was that!

If you browsed my tunes you’d find all kinds of stuff, including heavy metal, industrial, soft rock, the blues, some country (oldies here, the new stuff just isn’t my thing), musical scores, soundtracks, and just about anything else that catches my ear.

5. You're a polish-addict. So which is the favorite color? Brand? Any color you've never tried and want to?

OPI is my favorite brand, although Finger Paints from Sally’s Beauty Supply runs a close second. My favorite color is a retired OPI classic and is called Vampire State Building. It’s a luscious blood red crème that compliments my pale complexion.

As for trying certain ones and being unable to – there are several rare colors I’d like to try, but honestly, they probably have more than one dupe somewhere. That’s what I learned back when my addiction was at its worst – you can always find a color that matches, and if not, put your hands together and create a frankenpolish that comes darned close!

6. If you could trade places with someone for the day, who would it be and what would you want to do?

I’d trade places with my husband. He works for a company that requires a security clearance, so I’ve never been “inside”. I’d love to see what goes on in there. My brain keeps sifting through images of spy like stuff, although I’m sure I’d discover it was all rather boring one I got inside and got to work.

7. Let's talk titles. Where do you get the titles for your books?

Thus far, all of my titles have come from actual lines in my stories. I never go into a book knowing the title either. They don’t come to me until I’ve written the line and I think – oh yeah, that works! In fact, I teetered on the brink of calling Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between, Rhiannon’s Law, as her nuggets of wisdom (which she refers to as Rhiannon’s Law) are present throughout the book.

8. Has real life ever enhanced or figured into your stories?

Up until Dead, not really. I kept myself away from the characters and chose to write about people very different from myself. However, it should be mentioned that if I’m in a dark point in my life, the writing will shift as a consequence. I think that’s the nature of the beast, right? Writing comes from the soul, and if the soul isn’t happy, the writing can’t possibly be.


9. You have the opportunity to meet a real ghost. What would you ask him/her? Or would you run the other way?

Since I live in ghost central, I’m sure I’ve had the opportunity to meet a few here and there. We have several places in Huntsville that I’m sure are haunted (including the old Huntsville Depot, where Rebel soldiers were captured, housed, and died), and I’ve seen some crazy stuff when visiting some of the local “hot spots”.

I suppose I would ask about the afterlife. Is there a heaven and hell? Do you roam the world for the rest of your existence (if it’s even an existence) as a spirit? I’d love to know what happens next.


10. Speaking as a reader, not a writer, what draws you into a book? Any current faves?

I read all kinds of stuff and I don’t consider myself to be particularly picky, but I would say relatable characters that are spunky and snarky always gain (and keep) my attention. I’m not much for the hero or heroine who whines or laments their life (a bit of it is okay, but not to the point that it becomes draining), but rather, like them to give us a bit of their torment and balancing it with their determination to push forward.

Right now, I’m on a huge Karen Erickson binge. I read her story Forbidden and fell in love. I also am frothing at the mouth for the newest Joey W. Hill stories, and always have her marked on my TBR calendar.

When it comes to urban fantasy, I love Patricia Briggs, Kim Harrison, Charlaine Harris, Jim Butcher, and J.F. Lewis. Anything that features a bit of darkness and a bit of humor will get me every single time.

Thanks for having me on the blog!! It’s wonderful to be here again!

Jaime

So know you read the interview. Want to know about the book? Here's the blurb!

One bad corpse can ruin your whole day. No one knows that better than Rhiannon Murphy.
She’s left behind the flash and sass of Miami for the no-nonsense groove of New York City, eager for a clean slate and a fresh start. A bartender by trade, a loud mouth by choice, and a necromancer by chance; she’s managed to keep her nifty talent hidden from those around her – until now.
The deliciously good-looking vampire Disco knows her secret, and when he strolls into her bar to solicit help investigating the mysterious disappearances of his kind from the city, she discovers he’s not the kind of person that appreciates the significance of the word no.
But in a world where vampires peddle their blood as the latest and greatest drug of choice, it’s only a matter of time before the next big thing hits the market. Someone or something is killing vampires to steal their hearts, and unlike Rhiannon, this isn’t their first stroll around the undead block.

Here's the excerpt for Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between:
My shoulders drooped in defeat. Of all the shitty luck.
The only way my life could get worse is if I got my throat ripped out. Coincidentally, I was due to leave my place of employment and enter into a darkened alley to meet up with a vampire. So the odds weren’t stacked in my favor. Not at all.
My boots squeaked on the linoleum as I strode past the coat rack, walked down the hall, and entered the narrow concrete hallway. The big steel door at the end distorted, appearing too close and then too far, invoking images of The Shining. I finally reached it and limply grasped the knob.
I stood there, fingers loose and flaccid. Once I turned the knob, I was sealing my fate. My pride wouldn’t stand for beating on the door and screaming like a pansy to be allowed back inside. I exerted my backbone, grasped the knob, and twisted. The door opened with a protest of metal against metal.
I scanned the area quickly and then sagged in relief. The alley was empty. Thank you God, hallelujah! The door slammed shut behind me as I rushed down the narrow street. I was dodging a bullet, and I knew it.
The moon wasn’t out but the streetlights lit the way decently enough, the circular swells of white shining bright against the darkened concrete. The air was slightly chilly, sending prickles along my skin. I’d have to break out the jeans and sweaters soon.
I hooked a right, keeping my ecstatic pace, until I glanced up.
Disco was propped casually against the wall, his broad back braced against the red bricks. He was standing beneath a nearby street light that shone off his hair, the pale honey blond intense. Pulling out a cigarette and lighting up, he waited as I approached. I watched the red tip brighten as he took a long puff, lifted his head, and exhaled slowly into the darkened night.
So much for dodging a bullet.
Some girls get to be prom queen, others get a perfect SAT score, but not me. I was the biggest winner on The Price Is Right, and Johnny just told me to come on down.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

JA Saare! She's BA-ACK!



Tomorrow JA Saare stops by the blog with her new release Dead, Undead, or Something in Between.

Want to follow her tour? Go here:
http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2010/01/virtual-tour-dead-undead-or-something.html


Here's the blurb:

One bad corpse can ruin your whole day. No one knows that better than Rhiannon Murphy.

She’s left behind the flash and sass of Miami for the no-nonsense groove of New York City, eager for a clean slate and a fresh start. A bartender by trade, a loud mouth by choice, and a necromancer by chance; she’s managed to keep her nifty talent hidden from those around her – until now.

The deliciously good-looking vampire Disco knows her secret, and when he strolls into her bar to solicit help investigating the mysterious disappearances of his kind from the city, she discovers he’s not the kind of person that appreciates the significance of the word no.

But in a world where vampires peddle their blood as the latest and greatest drug of choice, it’s only a matter of time before the next big thing hits the market. Someone or something is killing vampires to steal their hearts, and unlike Rhiannon, this isn’t their first stroll around the undead block.

Here's an excerpt:

My shoulders drooped in defeat. Of all the shitty luck.
The only way my life could get worse is if I got my throat ripped out. Coincidentally, I was due to leave my place of employment and enter into a darkened alley to meet up with a vampire. So the odds weren’t stacked in my favor. Not at all.
My boots squeaked on the linoleum as I strode past the coat rack, walked down the hall, and entered the narrow concrete hallway. The big steel door at the end distorted, appearing too close and then too far, invoking images of The Shining. I finally reached it and limply grasped the knob.
I stood there, fingers loose and flaccid. Once I turned the knob, I was sealing my fate. My pride wouldn’t stand for beating on the door and screaming like a pansy to be allowed back inside. I exerted my backbone, grasped the knob, and twisted. The door opened with a protest of metal against metal.
I scanned the area quickly and then sagged in relief. The alley was empty. Thank you God, hallelujah! The door slammed shut behind me as I rushed down the narrow street. I was dodging a bullet, and I knew it.
The moon wasn’t out but the streetlights lit the way decently enough, the circular swells of white shining bright against the darkened concrete. The air was slightly chilly, sending prickles along my skin. I’d have to break out the jeans and sweaters soon.
I hooked a right, keeping my ecstatic pace, until I glanced up.
Disco was propped casually against the wall, his broad back braced against the red bricks. He was standing beneath a nearby street light that shone off his hair, the pale honey blond intense. Pulling out a cigarette and lighting up, he waited as I approached. I watched the red tip brighten as he took a long puff, lifted his head, and exhaled slowly into the darkened night.
So much for dodging a bullet.
Some girls get to be prom queen, others get a perfect SAT score, but not me. I was the biggest winner on The Price Is Right, and Johnny just told me to come on down.

Friday, February 12, 2010

GOT MY COVER!

YAY! Snoopy Dancing!

I got my cover for Learning How to Bend coming April 19th from Total E Bound.

What do you think?

Thursday, February 11, 2010

I'm a Free Read!


Well, my story is...

You might all remember my kitty shifters and this time I decided to have one bend the rules a little bit. I'd share more, but this is a free and SHORT read, so disclosing too many details would totally blow the story.

What's it called?
Never, Ever Gone

Where can you find it? Here:
http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/story.htm

You should be able to click on the link or on the cover. If it doesn't work... well, let me know and tell me what you think of Ryan.

14.99 for an ebook?

Okay, I got my first ereader this Christmas (well, not if you count my laptop). As much as I hate to admit this, I want nothing of spending 15 bucks for a digital file. I have an iPod and I refuse to spend a ton of money to download a song when I can put my cd's on the thing for free.

Speaking as a writer who will have stories for sale via digital files, I don't want the authors to get the shaft, but at the same time, I'm still not keen on spending 35 bucks for a hardcover bestseller (sorry, I still won't buy a Stephen King book until its in paperback and he's one of my favorite authors). I just don't have that kind of cash.

But then again, that's why I try to help out my friends and buy titles by those I know. And yes, I still buy the paperback copies of books that are my friends' titles because I know how little the

Want to read the article for yourself? Here's the link. You decide. http://finance.yahoo.com/family-home/article/108818/e-book-price-increase-may-stir-readers-passions?sec=topStories&pos=7&asset=&ccode=

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

So We're About to Get MORE SNOW

Gads. I know, I know, I live in OHIO. We get SNOW.

Nobody said I had to like it. (and trust me, I don't)

Weather man says more is coming today and tomorrow. Maybe that means I'll get some stuff done. More than likely it means I won't. With family home and cooped up, they'll get whiny and cranky.

Oh, and I never mentioned it, but I don't play in the snow much because I don't have snow pants. DS told me to cut daddy's snow pants down so I could go out and play. Um... Dh is over 6 ft tall. He'd be bare from the knees down if I did. But oh well...

So it looks like I might get those reviews written, that synopsis that still isn't done completed, and I might even get a chance to work on that Greek story or that reunion one thats still sitting in my notebook rotting.

Who knows.

What's are you doing? Are you getting snow? I'd love to hear about it.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Megan's Back! Yes, Mistress, Part Deux


Now I will tell you this story isn't for the faint of heart. If you read part one and loved it, well she's back with the next part. It's also on her blog, if you want to check her out.

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Raven built a rhythm, grinding on Gerard’s cock while the band’s music played over the speaker system. She groaned. Each vein, each ripple caressed her inner walls. His girth would be the death of her, but she welcomed him with open arms. The familiar tingle of climax built low in her belly, but she tamped it down. Not yet.

When Gerard’s eyelids drooped, she halted her thrusts. “Not yet, my pet.”

Sweat beaded on his brow. Gerard threaded his hands around the arm rest of the couch. His knuckles turned white under the stress.

She leaned forward. “I’ll reward you in a moment.” Raven snapped her fingers. “Collin, would you like to fuck my ass while I ride Gerard? I think you would.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Bring me the bottle.” Raven stretched across Gerard’s chest. Her palm danced on the ripples and she plucked a nipple between her fingers. Collin’s large hand smoothed along her spine, spreading warmth through her system. She peeked over her shoulder as he slicked his fingers with lube. “Yes.”

Raven kissed Gerard hard on the lips before she backed up against Collin. “Kiss me, pet.”

Collin threaded his fingers into her hair, providing gentle tugs on the delicate strands while the fingers of his other hand toyed with her tiny pink rosette. His lips met hers in a ferocious kiss. Their teeth clashed once or twice. Without breaking the connection, she snapped her fingers again. She cupped her breasts in a silent offering to Stephen and Aidan.

Both men suckled her nipples, sending pinpricks of delicious pleasure pain straight to her core. When Collin slipped his impressive cock into her ass, Raven cried out. “Oh, fuck!”

Collin stilled within her body.

“Too much, too soon, my pet. Continue.” Raven clenched her teeth as Collin nipped her shoulder and began to thrust. The feel of both cocks, moving in their unique rhythm within her body brought her to the edge. Rational though blurred in her mind. She licked her lips. “Aidan, Stephen, stand. I want to taste you.”

While Gerard and Collin impaled her, Raven greedily sucked Stephen’s dick. As she gave him special attention, he tweaked her nipple. When she had him on the edge of climax, Raven switched her attention to Aidan. “I want you to come on my breasts.” She wrapped her fingers around Stephen’s cock, caressing the throbbing flesh.

Having both cocks at her disposal, as well as the other two in her body, sent electricity through Raven's veins at warp speed. A low growl erupted in Gerard’s chest. She nodded. He wanted to come and she knew he held back for her. Another wave of power exploded in her system and sent her over the edge. She threw her head back and whimpered.

Raven wriggled on Gerard’s lap with the second wave of ecstasy. “Come, my pets.” She leaned back into Collin’s arms while Stephen and Aidan spurted seed onto her breasts. “Yes.” The heat of their sperm seared her body. She slid her fingers through the sticky liquid, spreading it over her breasts as she plucked her nipples.

At the same time, Collin and Gerard emptied their seed into her body.

Gerard shivered beneath her. He’d need to feed soon. “I’ll take care of you when we return home.” She slumped against Collin as he withdrew from her ass. “I’ll take care of all of you once we are home and can play all evening.”

After a moment, she snapped her fingers. “Shall we leave?”

Each man nodded.

Raven stood and kissed Stephen and Aidan on the mouth. “Very nice.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

When Collin offered her a towel, she smiled. “Ah, what a thoughtful pet.” As with the others, she kissed him on the mouth.

Once she dried her body, Raven ran the knobby cotton over Gerard’s chest. “You’ve treated me well.” But when she kissed him, he pushed the joining further and tangled his tongue with hers. He swallowed her chuckle. So he wanted punishment for insubordination? She tweaked his nipple. “You will pay.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“Take me home boys.” As Collin produced her silken wrap, Raven opened her arms. “I want to play in our bed.”


Thursday, February 4, 2010

Red Hot Reads for February

Thought I might share some of the reads I enjoyed this past month. You should definitely check them out.

You can find the full reviews here:
http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/index.htm
and here:
http://www.longandshortreviews.com/LASR/index.htm

Cowboy Trouble by Joanne Kennedy
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Genre: Contemporary, Suspense/Mystery
http://www.sourcebooks.com/products/romance/contemporary/9781402236686-cowboy-trouble.html

Sometimes running away from your troubles is the worst thing you can do, but it brings the greatest rewards. What happens when you have more than one man interested in helping you find your happily ever after and you can’t choose? Now throw in a crazy or two for flavoring. You have one heck of a problem. Sound interesting? Then you need to read Cowboy Trouble

Lick of Frost by JA Saare
Publisher: Amira Press
Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Fantasy, Holiday
http://www.amirapress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=249

Ever wanted something so much it hurt? Ever wanted something so much you did get hurt, only to lose out? And when you tried to rectify the issue, you got burnt worse? Then you need to read Lick of Frost. This is one story that stays with you long after the last page.
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Renegade by Catherine Mann
Publisher: Berkley Sensation
Genre: Action/Adventure, Contemporary
http://us.penguingroup.com/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,9781101195109,00.html?Renegade_Catherine_Mann

Ever find that one person who just completes you? You can’t explain the attraction and you don’t want to lose the connection. You just want to be with that person. What happens when you’re in the middle of tracking a killer, and the man of your dreams literally drops into your turf? Read Renegade and find out.

SEALed with a Ring by Mary Margaret Daughtridge
Publisher: Source Books Casablanca
Genre: Contemporary
http://www.amazon.com/SEALed-Ring-Mary-Daughtridge/dp/1402236980/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1265221490&sr=8-1

Sometimes life hands you more than you can handle. When you find out what you’re made of, you realize it was never that hard to deal after all. Such is the story of SEALed with a Ring.

Taming the Beast by Heather Grothaus
Publisher: Zebra Historical
Genre: Action/Adventure, Historical, Paranormal
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/catalog.cfm?dest=itempg&itemid=14996&secid=83&linkon=subsection&linkid=2514

Who can handle a man who is scarred? Who can deal with an independent woman? Add a small child to the mix. What have you got? Taming the Beast.

The Carpenter and the Fairy by Cassandra Gold
Publisher: Phaze
Genre: Contemporary, Holiday
http://www.king-cart.com/Phaze/product=Cassandra+Gold/exact_match=exact

Can opposites attract? If they attract, can they have a sustained relationship? You can wonder no longer. Read The Carpenter and The Fairy and find out.


Enjoy!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Random Musings and a short Rant

Valentine's Day is coming up. I hate buying Valentine gifts. Why? Cause I never get the right thing and Dh ALWAYS says, next time don't bother to buy anything.

ARGH!

As far as I'm concerned, that fact that I got him something should be enough.

But that's not my rant. I went to my local Best Buy to get Dh the new Rob Zombie album that came out today. (I know, it's a Valentine gift, but it's not high on the sexy list... oh well.) Anyway, I'm driving home and I'm minding my own business because, well, I didn't need to rush and I didn't feel like wasting gas by speeding. I did the speed limit and sang along with the radio.

At TWO different stoplights, (yes, stoplights) an older person (little old, blue-haired lady) in a Caddy the size of a yacht zips right through the intersection. It was red at the time! Yes, I realize that you can get distracted and mess up, but I don't think she tapped the brake at all. At the next light, a person in a brand spanking new Ford F-150 decided red meant go. The person sped to the light, slammed the brakes, looked both ways (thank god - but it gets better), flipped me the bird for sitting at the light (cause I knew what she was gonna do next - call it instinct), and sped up to get through the red light. Now maybe she wasn't paying attention, but this person PEELED OUT getting through the intersection as she flipped me off.

COME ON!

Maybe we didn't all go through safety town (I flunked out--long story), but I remember from kindergarten: green means go, yellow means slow, and red means stop and stay put.

Okay, so it sounds like I'm getting old and cranky. I might be. BUt I look at it that I have a small person in the truck with me. I THINK I'm a good driver, but I really worry about what the other guy/gal is or isn't thinking or is doing BESIDES driving. As I tell DS, I can replace the truck, but I can't replace him and heaven help the person who hits me, if DS gets hurt. (Yeah, I have a Momma Bear complex.)

Oh, and don't get me started on PARENTS who TEXT while DROPPING their KIDS off AT SCHOOL. Rolling along, typing out a text, while your child is trying to exit the SUV. I feel bad for the kids. (For the record, I might be a dork and talk on my phone while I drive, but I can say with a clear conscience, I have NEVER texted while driving.)

I'll get off my soapbox now. I don't feel much better, but at least I had an outlet to vent. Thanks for reading.

What do you think? Ever had one of those zanies about ram you or cut you off and they were in the wrong? I'd love to hear about it.