Stupid Cupid

Feb 12, 2008

You’d think being a romance writer I’d love Valentine’s Day. You’d think wrong. Red roses and heart-shaped boxes of candy kind of bore me. Of course, once my husband got creative and gave me a table for the cellar so I could fold laundry. That wasn’t a great Valentine’s present either. He’s since been instructed that anything practical or electrical is verboten.

I still get flashbacks from elementary school Valentine’s parties. We’d decorate our own boxes and then count up how many cards we got. It was the end of the world if you didn’t get the right number, or a card from your crush. Nowadays I’m sure kids are instructed to hand out Valentines to every single person in the class, if they are permitted to celebrate at all. I worked in an elementary school where the principal said you couldn’t have a party unless you made a rubric showing what you expected the kids to learn from it. Seriously. Uh—arranged plate with precision? Didn’t spill punch? Laughed when appropriate?

For some unromantic Valentine’s fun, visit this anagram site. You too can wish someone a Happy Valentine’s Day is a unique way. Heavenly Tipsy Panda! Nipple Savant Heyday! Dainty Heavens Apply! And my favorite: Apathy and Pensively.

Do you have any sweet Valentine stories? I’ll take sour ones, too. Any fun anagrams?

Congratulations to my Virtual 100th Blog Party guest Marnee Jo! E-mail me your address (maggierobinson8@yahoo.com) to get your party favor! Thank you 100 times to each of you for gracing me with your presence and not spilling your punch. You all get an A+.

100!

Feb 4, 2008

One hundred bottles of beer on the wall—no, wait. This is my 100th blog, so let’s go with bottles of champagne. I’ve worked in elementary schools where they celebrate the hundredth day of school. Kids bring in 100 pennies, 100 pieces of macaroni, 100 Legos. You get the idea. What are you bringing to my Virtual 100th Blog Party? Note the capital letters. This is a big deal to me, considering I was so clueless about blogs I named this one completely by mistake and I’m stuck with it now.

Remember, a hundred bucks just doesn’t buy what it used to. A hundred heroes would be excessive and probably put my back out (and John wouldn’t like it). Of course, you may bring me 100 somethings and 100 somethingelses. The more presents I receive, the better your chances to win a fabulous, or at least free, prize! I want Pandora to be jealous. She only got one box.

A hundred hearts would be too few

To carry all my love for you.~Author Unknown

Thanks for sticking with me one hundred times! Check back February 12 to see who wins and for some early Valentine fun. Don’t miss the official ascension into the blogosphere of Vauxhall Vixens on February 5 and my own debut post there on February 7.

Let Us Entertain You

Feb 2, 2008

Once upon a time, Vauxhall Gardens was the place to go for music, wafer-thin ham…and stolen kisses along the Dark Walk. Vauxhall and its entertainment are front and center in many historical novels. And now, some new history is being made! The Vauxhall Vixens have arrived to share our variety of voices with you. We’re a group of writers determined to find pleasure and publication. Come join us in our journey. We’re still getting dressed backstage, but we’d love to have you stop by.

And because I am certainly certifiable, you will still find me blogging here at MRMR and on Sundays at Romantic Inks. Because I’m blog-bewitched, my next post here will be the 100th! Who knew I had 100 ideas? Please come to my virtual party. You know there will be fun and prizes. See you soon!