Sir Poops and Hair Ball: What’s Your Nosh Tuesdays, Author Eve Gaal

SPAL: Tuesdays sure do come around here fast.

HB: They sure do. 

SPAL: Yep. Its time to introduce and support another author. 

HB: And share their work for some really good nosh.

SPAL: Today we have Eve Gaal but she’s real humble and didn’t share her published works with us because she said she wasn’t an Indie. But we’ll give you the link to Kidnapped Writer . She also has some short stories published in anthology books. Mummsy has them on her Kindle.

HB: Why not?

SPAL: ***shrugs*** That’s how she is. You know how sweet and all she is.

HB: Yeah. Her fur-daughter, Fiona sure is purdy. I want a play date.

SPAL: You wanted a play date with E.J.’s fur-daughter, Alex. Besides, Fiona is a child. You’re much to old for her. You’re a senior now.

HB: ***he frowns*** You’re never any fun. You’re such a pansy.

SPAL: Well. you’re stupid. You keep going after children and you’ll end up on mugshots.com. Anyway, here comes Miss Eve now.

SPAL & HB: ***run up to Eve**** We’re so happy to see you. ***they  wag their tales***

HB: Yeah. What’s your nosh when you’re working on your writing?

Eve: Sometimes I like Planter's peanuts because they are a healthy snack that doesn't mess up my computer keyboard too much.

HB: We like peanuts. The ones in the shells. You got any for us? They’re nice and crunchy and salty. Mm…mm…mm…good.

SPAL: ***swats at his brother*** What did I tell you about begging? ***he looks at Eve*** Does it get your creative juices flowing?

Eve: I can't eat when the creative juices are flowing.

HB: Oh. Mummsy eats carrots, celery, and sometimes gluten free pretzels when she writes.

SPAL: Yeah. But Mummsy has to in order to keep her blood sugar normal. Do you have published books besides Kidnapped Writer and some anthologies?

Eve: No. But here's an excerpt from Chapter 5 of Penniless Hearts-my manuscript.

The Excerpt

    Penny hated flying. Looking out over the wing of the jet, she wondered about the gloomy fog silently blanketing the entire airport. How did the pilot navigate his way through the murky chowder to get up above the clouds? As the engines rattled the plane, undesirable thoughts filled her head, creating doubt, where minutes ago she had been oozing confidence.

     She calmed herself by thinking about the last few days. Thinking became rationalization and soon, she realized the past needed to stay in the past. After all, going to Hawaii is a dream and the thought of fun lured her into a semi-relaxed zone aboard the plane. Time to forget the stress related to worrying about her father or that lionized bitch Tina at work and even her darling John who kept trying to please her while annoying the crap out of her. Inhaling deeply, she decided to meditate and soon felt better about leaving everything behind. Why would she owe anyone an explanation? It’s not like she’s married. This week, she’d be busy snorkeling with a cute guy, watching tropical sunsets, drinking fabulously wonderful fruity cocktails, hiking volcanoes and possibly kissing until sunrise. This week, home would be down below--35,000 feet below in the past.

SPAL: Oh Miss Evie, thank you for sharing with us today.

HB: But where are the peanuts?

SPAL: ***elbows his brother*** Say good-bye to Miss Evie, stupid. And stop your begging.

HB: But aren’t you sick of carrots and celery?

SPAL: Say good-bye to Miss Evie.

HB: Bye, by Miss Evie. Next time you come, can you bring us peanuts? The ones in the shell. Daddy-o lets us.

Guest Blogger Day: Eve Gaal

Today, I’m letting this sweetie have the stage. She’s spunky and cute. Warm and fuzzy-the good kind. I also believe she’s more angel than human sent from heaven to spread goodwill and humor.

When you’re done being entertained by her here, you should go visit her over at The Desert Rocks . She’ll entertain you with the occasional limerick, a few recipes, and little stories. Lately, she’s been giving dating advice.***giggle-giggle***

Okay. Before I get carried away here, I give Eve Gaal my blog. Here she is, folks.

Thanks for having me on your blog Shelly. I love the picture you have of the Emerald City which always makes me think of discovering new worlds…. There’s a new world out there we need to discover immediately and I thought I’d share some of my initial research.

Have you seen Pinterest? http://pinterest.com/ I’m not sure how it works, but I’m seeing some nice photography and gorgeous shots of delectable treats.I’m scanning the mountains, lakes the tree houses and book covers while my friends tell me they’re looking at the “Hunk” page. Okay, I’m in. It’s a nice page, and maybe I’ve been married too long, but the cupcakes are seriously more engaging. Pure dope. For one thing, the cupcakes go on and on for several pages and you can narrow down your search or expand it, depending on the flavor you’re looking for. Besides, I saw Brad on a magazine at the dentist. Old news and Angelina has her nails…well forgetaboutit.

Anyway, I was considering lemon cupcakes, and got sidetracked by a filled gingerbread and some sort of banana Nutella creation. Of course, by the time I finished my drooling, it was too late to start baking. OMG, there’s a recipe in there for a cookie/brownie bar with a layer of crushed Oreos and well it looked amazing, in fact it kind of gave me a hot flash.

Occasionally, I click through to see the blog attached to the photos and sometimes I get an “oops” type remark that the picture is no longer connected to what I’m looking for. This is extremely frustrating when you feel that you absolutely have to read or see a certain recipe, but otherwise I think it’s a cool place to hang out. I’ve made a few comments but I don’t really understand the “Pinning” process for those who have their own page full of favorites. This doesn’t mean I’m not going to go back to figure it out. I’m stubborn that way, and I love a challenge.

The most disturbing photos were on the book pages where people are actually making furniture out of books. Sorry, but even though I love the idea of recycling, I know those who won’t even turn down a page to harm a book.

I’ll go as far as writing in a margin, but Sacre Bleu, these people are making countertops and sofas out of them! What’s next, a home built from books?  

Anyway, check it out and hopefully you’ll have fun browsing all the cool stuff without getting distracted by…Brad.

Hey Eve! Who’s Brad? 

Anyway, thanks for dropping in today, Eve. I’ll see you around in the blog field and Facebook.

And to everyone else have a great day!

Later in the ink all,

Shelly

Slacker-Shelly Answers Two More Tag Questions, The Fly, and Why She’s Not Around Today

Slacker-Shelly was really hoping these other tag questions would disappear. But since Slackers file nothing, they’ve been sitting on her kitchen table staring at her, and whimpering, “Answer me. Answer me.” She can totally hear it in the fly voice from the movie “The Fly.” The Vincent Price version. Oh that was the best.

 

Wasn’t that the bestest fly scene ever?

Let’s move on….(What happened to Robb Logger? Anyone?)

So Eve Gaal over at The Desert Rocks tagged Slacker-Shelly. I really, really love, love her. She’s the best. Go check her out.

The Rules

Since Shelly-Slacker is a Slacker, she’s not going to repeat the rules.

The Questions

A couple posts ago Shelly-Slacker wrote she’d answer three more but she’s only going to answer two. She lied. The answers will be short and to the point. She likes questions that give her only two one worded options. Slackers like her love stuff like this.

6. What’s your favorite flower? Sunflower.

7. Do you have a distaste for cookbooks? No.

Shelly-Slacker must go now. She’s visiting with Baby Ho-Ho and Baby Glowstick today. She’s also visiting with her Dad. So Shelly-Slacker will be slacking from the internet today. She won’t be around but does wish all her bloggy-buddies a great day! And maybe Tuesday, she’ll be armed with baby pictures.

Later in the ink all,

Shelly-Slacker

Announcing the Hot Man, Shelly the Slacker, and Playing Tag

I’m late posting this today. Sorry, guys. I had to visit the doctor for my follow up, had to buy food, run other errands, and do some spot cleaning around the house. My family is rather helpless when it comes to certain things—food shopping and toilet scrubbing to name a few. I couldn’t possibly imagine what would happen if I were to die. What would the house end up looking like? Would Sir Poops and Hair Ball die of either dehydration or malnutrition? Would mold be the normal consumption for them (Sweetman and No-No) when I’m gone? Oh my….

So today, I name the next Hot Man of Blogs for this month. He reminds me of this guy.

Oh God! What was his name? I can’t remember. Holy schmolly! Guacamole!

Anyway, this month’s Hot Man is a teacher. A husband. And a father. I believe when he started his blog it was for the purpose of chronicling his baby son’s experiences. Poor little guy had some difficulties when he arrived into the world but he seems to be doing well now.

What I love about this is guy is his love for GOOD music and his uncanny honesty in all things.Yup. He’s truly in touch with his feelings. If he’s having a deplorable day, he’ll write about it. If he doesn’t like a book, he’ll let you know why he thought it sucked. I love this guy.

He also loves his wife and his son. He loves teaching. These are a few of the things that make him HOT!

So who is this Hottie? Brent Scott. You can find his blog at Building Castles . I hope you all go visit him. Tell him I sent you over.

Okay. On to my next issue….

SHELLY’S A SLACKER! No, really I am. I’m not much for these tag games and all the overwhelming rules that come with them. But my friend Eve Gaal over at The Desert Rocks tagged me. The only reason I can think of is because she’s trying to exercise me eye-brains.

Yup. She tagged me, and I’m it.

Since I’m a SLACKER and don’t like doing these things I’m doing it my way.

So here are my rules:

Shelly directed all her bloggy-peeps over to Eve Gaal’s blog.

Shelly will only answer five of the tag questions today saving another five for another day.

Shelly will more than likely drag this out over several blogs because she is a SLACKER and she really hates doing this stuff but she really, really loves Eve Gaal. She ‘s a sweetie-pie and it shines so in her writing.

Shelly will come up with her own questions for other tag-ees but will not name them or give her questions away yet. More than likely, Shelly will drag this one out over several blogs as well. I’m doing this kicking and screaming in a nice kind of way because I love Eve.

Eve’s Questions

1. Have you written a book? Yes. Dag-nabbit. Like three. Secondhand Shoes will soon be out. Just don’t pin me to a date yet.  My other two are patiently waiting for my return. I’ll be back. That’s what I told them.

2. Were you a participant in the famous underwear challenge of 2011? Dog-gonnit. You betcha. Well, SLACKER-SHELLY had Sir Poops and Hair Ball do it since underwear is more their thing. Especially if they can eat them. Not to mention, there’s a lot of pervs out in the world that visit this particular blog daily. I do believe I did a blog on that, titled Panty Fetishes.

3. What is your favorite children’s book? Ummmmmmmm…Pokey Little Puppy and Hansel and Gretel.

4.Tell us the last time you went to the library. Alone or with someone else? Ummmmm…like the last week in Janurary…no wait….maybe the first week in Feburary all by little lonesome.

5. Do you prefer the internet to research? What else would a slacker like me like? Right? I can sit on me arse and find whatever I need without having to get all dressed up and out of bed.

SLACKER SHELLY has had enough of this game. We will continue this at a later date.

Saturday, Sir Poops and Hair Ball will be on a cruise headed towards Mexico to seek out those thieves they saw on the news yesterday. They are in need of a vacation and I really need to post another book review. Norma Beishir’s, Chasing the Wind.

See you all later in the ink,

Shelly a/k/a SLACKER-SHELLY