tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83604977600164260402024-03-04T23:35:29.578-08:00Monroe With A TwistMonroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.comBlogger181125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-12949978095456573642010-11-29T18:04:00.000-08:002010-11-29T18:29:17.294-08:00I'll be moving on...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRmGMulPIqbV3miI7VBW-t0mFE6qVOLq8-oal8x-kJmla9U1KW1sNjGfXJk27oeRVAS591q0Z41MuzdFHRkYzMUSSBwuzTpqrfVpkvwGCBboCDnFIweuTeU3D18zaDgYNUWpo_rY-Sh2-x/s1600/bags-are-packed.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRmGMulPIqbV3miI7VBW-t0mFE6qVOLq8-oal8x-kJmla9U1KW1sNjGfXJk27oeRVAS591q0Z41MuzdFHRkYzMUSSBwuzTpqrfVpkvwGCBboCDnFIweuTeU3D18zaDgYNUWpo_rY-Sh2-x/s320/bags-are-packed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545160002896911842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hey guys! I just wanted to let yall know I think within the next week or so Ill just be reviewing from <a href="http://breezingthroughbooks.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Breezing Through</a> or on my Good Reads account. <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/4512330">http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/4512330</a> Blogging is getting to be a bit much for me lately and as my life starts to get more busy I think me being in my group will help me get my book fix rather than staying on here...and barely blogging. So please follow me over because I shall miss you if you dont! ;) You know my email...you know my name...don't forget me out there! ;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-61766719733974709662010-10-03T17:33:00.000-07:002010-10-03T17:57:13.718-07:00Once and Always - Judith McNaught<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmfTIpjSs8HRazLI0A6tuQDRrdK6jUXi2d2ZmJMI-Rw4UcLulC8IhazNHJCk5QhQnwpyzlppOU297PpH_LWvpM4IVnV9tTQl3Q6MdQKayNkjlCVrW2pNH3zuRB5VdFCj4zmdsbtPeTTaI/s1600/Once+and+Always+Judith+McNaught.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmfTIpjSs8HRazLI0A6tuQDRrdK6jUXi2d2ZmJMI-Rw4UcLulC8IhazNHJCk5QhQnwpyzlppOU297PpH_LWvpM4IVnV9tTQl3Q6MdQKayNkjlCVrW2pNH3zuRB5VdFCj4zmdsbtPeTTaI/s320/Once+and+Always+Judith+McNaught.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523988068777644978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Suddenly orphaned and alone, Victoria Seaton sails the vast ocean, eager to reclaim her heritage at Wakefield, the sumptuous English estate of a distant cousin, the notorious Lord Jason Fielding. Bewildered by his arrogance yet drawn to his panther-like grace, she senses the painful memories that smolder in his eyes. When he gathers her at last into his arms, arousing a sweet, insistent hunger, they wed and are embraced by fierce, consuming joy — free from the past's cruel grasp. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Then, in a moment of anguish, Victoria discovers the treachery at the heart of their love . . . a love she had dreamed would triumph not just once, but always.</span><br /></span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrWgM4--7GA?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrWgM4--7GA?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><br /></p><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-63219451415071037852010-09-29T18:06:00.000-07:002010-09-29T18:22:09.983-07:00Evermore - Alyson Noel<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wf6LozjT7vUCz6A5uUuTXmyzq851qGG4Gz2k3rheP-rzK5H44xvjuLQUMTsWxAJlokx8kbBT4MMyIG1ueIWUj4aj1xxKY9J-Tu4E2jTiq9m2Pe8B0TPd4tmVDmDczWTXc3ljqJbfM_eI/s1600/Evermore+Alyson+Noel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wf6LozjT7vUCz6A5uUuTXmyzq851qGG4Gz2k3rheP-rzK5H44xvjuLQUMTsWxAJlokx8kbBT4MMyIG1ueIWUj4aj1xxKY9J-Tu4E2jTiq9m2Pe8B0TPd4tmVDmDczWTXc3ljqJbfM_eI/s320/Evermore+Alyson+Noel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522509281886320130" border="0" /></a>Blurb~<br /><i><span style=";font-family:Georgia,";color:black;" >Losing your loved ones can sometimes bring about the best or worst changes in your life… depending on how you look at things.</span></i><br /><p><strong>Since a horrible accident claimed the lives of her family, sixteen-year-old Ever can see auras, hear people’s thoughts, and know a person’s life story by touch. Going out of her way to shield herself from human contact to suppress her abilities has branded her as a freak at her new high school—but everything changes when she meets Damen Auguste…</strong></p> <p><strong>Ever sees Damen and feels an instant recognition. He is gorgeous, exotic and wealthy, and he holds many secrets. Damen is able to make things appear and disappear, he always seems to know what she’s thinking—and he’s the only one who can silence the noise and the random energy in her head. She doesn’t know who he really is—or what he is. Damen equal parts light and darkness, and he belongs to an enchanted new world where no one ever dies.</strong></p><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o8bFWC11-Ek?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o8bFWC11-Ek?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />I give this books a total of...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpWbeSc47M-G6-BgS10ZtI4dufoL9bcVmf3gOYDi0AoLihGMIJxvR-YTVTsYPcrTMD8YMoqI9XHmfZlh2oy5OUAQ7LYAc0sCu4M4KtLmvCLhLks04g0iQRmtCvRSoMO0XAbOAyRTEim3q/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpWbeSc47M-G6-BgS10ZtI4dufoL9bcVmf3gOYDi0AoLihGMIJxvR-YTVTsYPcrTMD8YMoqI9XHmfZlh2oy5OUAQ7LYAc0sCu4M4KtLmvCLhLks04g0iQRmtCvRSoMO0XAbOAyRTEim3q/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8731589026496913492010-09-19T17:46:00.001-07:002010-09-19T17:54:54.339-07:00Catching Fire (The Hunger Games, Book 2) - Suzanne Collins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPl1eInsUJXShBD0S6BqqlnXnh4GSGOLbVrt71XNOXEjH2Qimo6PyB-FPev2Q_Oia-vi09lJDSguOmX0fkfYaFyS5GQu59SZuubP0Db28nZoUxi3HjPT7yXI_2yWLnS27KJkt513SSdy6/s1600/Catching+Fire+Suzanne+Collins.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPl1eInsUJXShBD0S6BqqlnXnh4GSGOLbVrt71XNOXEjH2Qimo6PyB-FPev2Q_Oia-vi09lJDSguOmX0fkfYaFyS5GQu59SZuubP0Db28nZoUxi3HjPT7yXI_2yWLnS27KJkt513SSdy6/s320/Catching+Fire+Suzanne+Collins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518791929639773362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Blurb~</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Much to her shock, Katniss has fueled an unrest she's afraid she cannot stop. And what scares her more is that she's not entirely convinced she should try. As time draws near for Katniss and Peeta to visit the districts on the Capitol's cruel Victory Tour, the stakes are higher than ever. If they can't prove, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are lost in their love for each other, the consequences will be horrifying.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7OmlFzwzw?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7OmlFzwzw?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZDjywmLg2LjKguhmd6gV-WfwV-fsuWT9XuUAdflXVxDxM_kA-IuyBZXfAq2MD6LdJR05eSG2VpgaAwiMl7_bJpPt6YOVfI0nxKm4kNq7u2gi08E1BIzrV9WLgMMEMS1StmPlw8VLv1RG/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZDjywmLg2LjKguhmd6gV-WfwV-fsuWT9XuUAdflXVxDxM_kA-IuyBZXfAq2MD6LdJR05eSG2VpgaAwiMl7_bJpPt6YOVfI0nxKm4kNq7u2gi08E1BIzrV9WLgMMEMS1StmPlw8VLv1RG/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /></a><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-32543006818159332922010-09-16T17:49:00.001-07:002010-09-16T17:54:59.242-07:00How to Marry a Millionaire Vampire - Kerrelyn Sparks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFbmDANTuJ9A6JQie6UrgMcDYZ2PsKc__22JH2wv0APkG2wCsijdQyvma1N_XQlLgMjqil9tLLtjnDkZKefCIN-YYxX5UgkbCltwP-OUgcgzzEmrN7Nts7IaW9VXq-I3Jac4XGaGOaGqG/s1600/How+to+Marry+a+Millionaire+Vampire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFbmDANTuJ9A6JQie6UrgMcDYZ2PsKc__22JH2wv0APkG2wCsijdQyvma1N_XQlLgMjqil9tLLtjnDkZKefCIN-YYxX5UgkbCltwP-OUgcgzzEmrN7Nts7IaW9VXq-I3Jac4XGaGOaGqG/s320/How+to+Marry+a+Millionaire+Vampire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517678682845774802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br />So what if he's a bit older and usually regards a human female as dinner, not a dinner date? Yes, Roman Draganesti is a vampire, but a vampire who lost one of his fangs sinking his teeth into something he shouldn't have. Now he has one night to find a dentist before his natural healing abilities close the wound, leaving him a lop–sided eater for all eternity.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Things aren't going well for Shanna Whelan either...After witnessing a gruesome murder by the Russian mafia, she's next on their hit list. And her career as a dentist appears to be on a downward spiral because she's afraid of blood. When Roman rescues her from an assassination attempt, she wonders if she's found the one man who can keep her alive. Though the attraction between them is immediate and hot, can Shanna conquer her fear of blood to fix Roman's fang? And if she does, what will prevent Roman from using his fangs on her...</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZK4CaTHLNQ?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZK4CaTHLNQ?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />I give this book a total of...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PySXS0dpqos57ClFEOQv63aZAY3lHTysPV_c_3jc0U1LTi0pccf-7zRqChbZ_8mJYEy8DRz_DZ17Yf7N-WmPnA_YMajl5CDIAXeFwlYjlkZ_Gi3IaKPGgzoLwtAfChYkkd8U2hzWh3Wm/s1600-h/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 34px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PySXS0dpqos57ClFEOQv63aZAY3lHTysPV_c_3jc0U1LTi0pccf-7zRqChbZ_8mJYEy8DRz_DZ17Yf7N-WmPnA_YMajl5CDIAXeFwlYjlkZ_Gi3IaKPGgzoLwtAfChYkkd8U2hzWh3Wm/s320/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304611785619346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-579295944986365272010-09-14T16:49:00.000-07:002010-09-14T16:57:42.151-07:00The Stranger I Married - Sylvia Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodDKw6W18-5RXTi30dlU_7s9tngJ634r29iv7NXi-ATtzv1c-kyPSjbPpnpEJ5GEWJHXmektY-c3RhRpaUVEV655aux7A5GhC8gVhh_Wzzg0A0SkWjJVI5MakMv1qUkPGADXVnYmFCUCZ/s1600/The+Stranger+I+Married+Sylvia+Day.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodDKw6W18-5RXTi30dlU_7s9tngJ634r29iv7NXi-ATtzv1c-kyPSjbPpnpEJ5GEWJHXmektY-c3RhRpaUVEV655aux7A5GhC8gVhh_Wzzg0A0SkWjJVI5MakMv1qUkPGADXVnYmFCUCZ/s320/The+Stranger+I+Married+Sylvia+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516921809499396354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">They Were Together For All The Wrong Reasons...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">They are London's most scandalous couple. Isabel, Lady Pelham, and Gerard Faulkner, Marquess of Grayson, are well matched in all things--their lusty appetites, constant paramours, wicked wits, provocative reputations, and their absolute refusal ever to ruin their marriage of convenience by falling in love with one another. Isabel knows such a charming rake will never appeal to her guarded heart, nor will she sway his philandering one. It is a most agreeable sham...until a shocking turn of events sends Gerard from her side.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Now, four years later, Gerard has come home to Isabel. But the carefree, boyish rogue who left has been replaced by a brooding, powerful, irresistible man who is determined to seduce his way into her affections. Gone is the devil-may-care companion who shared her friendship and nothing more, and in his place is temptation itself...a husband who desires Isabel body and soul and who will stop at nothing to win her love. No, this is not at all the man she had married. But he is the man who might finally steal her heart...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMjxy1d3HOY?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMjxy1d3HOY?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I give these books a total of...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUEk78p_slvDVU9IqwbRWU3yBY_FFYiQ46fpZ4uRx_1FfhuB8YZcCPgDJXxZwud9yt0hnIXPeGkxco3hR17PfSEz0-HUAT5Qv0wNC7re4fnrRs1KtPC3EBxz876l-spsQf5EbVQuWwnZI/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUEk78p_slvDVU9IqwbRWU3yBY_FFYiQ46fpZ4uRx_1FfhuB8YZcCPgDJXxZwud9yt0hnIXPeGkxco3hR17PfSEz0-HUAT5Qv0wNC7re4fnrRs1KtPC3EBxz876l-spsQf5EbVQuWwnZI/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-12584596771596595492010-09-07T15:58:00.000-07:002010-09-19T17:48:02.198-07:00The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games, Book 1) - Suzanne Collins<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUokfC2minL0lpMA8Jx8g0Q3R5RsvISxIZRp1-yOECLsyrpSHqCvhyIFf1eE72eO3YOT_ptsz5Pkl6LDA3BIhHxh6GgQvCNeDH32X8p-YSM_itO7dCsZ2KwiV_4avIHNVr5KEn3NFX2zdf/s1600/hunger-games.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUokfC2minL0lpMA8Jx8g0Q3R5RsvISxIZRp1-yOECLsyrpSHqCvhyIFf1eE72eO3YOT_ptsz5Pkl6LDA3BIhHxh6GgQvCNeDH32X8p-YSM_itO7dCsZ2KwiV_4avIHNVr5KEn3NFX2zdf/s320/hunger-games.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514310184455704290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />Blurb~</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Katniss is a 16-year-old girl living with her mother and younger sister in the poorest district of Panem, the remains of what used be the United States. Long ago the districts waged war on the Capitol and were defeated. As part of the surrender terms, each district agreed to send one boy and one girl to appear in an annual televised event called, "The Hunger Games." The terrain, rules, and level of audience participation may change but one thing is constant: kill or be killed. When Kat's sister is chosen by lottery, Kat steps up to go in her place.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHz38v33-LE?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHz38v33-LE?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZDjywmLg2LjKguhmd6gV-WfwV-fsuWT9XuUAdflXVxDxM_kA-IuyBZXfAq2MD6LdJR05eSG2VpgaAwiMl7_bJpPt6YOVfI0nxKm4kNq7u2gi08E1BIzrV9WLgMMEMS1StmPlw8VLv1RG/s1600-h/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718596860456898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 181px; height: 30px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZDjywmLg2LjKguhmd6gV-WfwV-fsuWT9XuUAdflXVxDxM_kA-IuyBZXfAq2MD6LdJR05eSG2VpgaAwiMl7_bJpPt6YOVfI0nxKm4kNq7u2gi08E1BIzrV9WLgMMEMS1StmPlw8VLv1RG/s200/5+Stars+for+ratings%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-58153710127818854802010-08-31T16:12:00.000-07:002010-09-01T17:01:27.303-07:00I'll Be Slaying You (Night Watch Book 2) - Cynthia Eden<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO3G23C3itCJeH_aD_F_y28aM0hh-cvU1BZWvRjHslLcYLoQ8DBzzKAM2BD2IS7V0EBmB7s3jzcjR_8gqBfyXjYc9Xit8T57HsrMcXsT89Ds3AY2cgTTbUNIODWgJ1ZsRiOr3Guibrd0pG/s1600/ill-be-slaying-you.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO3G23C3itCJeH_aD_F_y28aM0hh-cvU1BZWvRjHslLcYLoQ8DBzzKAM2BD2IS7V0EBmB7s3jzcjR_8gqBfyXjYc9Xit8T57HsrMcXsT89Ds3AY2cgTTbUNIODWgJ1ZsRiOr3Guibrd0pG/s320/ill-be-slaying-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511700494268676498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span> <p style="font-style: italic;">Sandra “Dee” Daniels is a vampire’s worst nightmare. Sure, she couldn’t get up to five-six in the highest heels money can buy—not that she ever wears heels. But the monsters in her past and the stake in her boot are enough to keep most bloodsuckers interested in staying undead out of Baton Rouge.</p> <p style="font-style: italic;">But there are changes afoot on her turf. Rumors of a Born Master in town—a vampire so powerful he can make the streets run with blood. And a new face in Dee’s dive bars and alleyways—Simon Chase, a strong, sexy shadow with a haunted past of his own. Simon knows a lot about the dark side of Dee’s work. He knows even more about how to make her body spark with desire. But the hot lust shimmering between them is only the beginning. Because Simon also knows a secret that will change Dee’s life—if she can live long enough to uncover it.</p><p><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZy07rGUwwM?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZy07rGUwwM?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-59229502809328094622010-08-30T12:43:00.000-07:002010-08-30T14:28:10.967-07:00Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAl11C9fSf09G8KnqEOKNFlI_EeIUxCVBZDVazS493y5efQ3gnVc8HHP6hPgvr60QOVb5hg0u78uvYhJfm90g3WqFaWeYtgxnxRcCQnlWt7lrpfHSEQE6tNzbjnZnxF1vAxW4m0rS3aYm/s1600/SomethingBorrowed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAl11C9fSf09G8KnqEOKNFlI_EeIUxCVBZDVazS493y5efQ3gnVc8HHP6hPgvr60QOVb5hg0u78uvYhJfm90g3WqFaWeYtgxnxRcCQnlWt7lrpfHSEQE6tNzbjnZnxF1vAxW4m0rS3aYm/s320/SomethingBorrowed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511299454846719570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span><br /><p style="font-style: italic;"><em>Something Borrowed</em> tells the story of Rachel, a young attorney living and working in Manhattan. Rachel has always been the consummate good girl---until her thirtieth birthday, when her best friend, Darcy, throws her a party. That night, after too many drinks, Rachel ends up in bed with Darcy's fiancé.</p><span style="font-style: italic;"> Although she wakes up determined to put the one-night fling behind her, Rachel is horrified to discover that she has genuine feelings for the one guy she should run from. As the September wedding date nears, Rachel knows she has to make a choice. In doing so, she discovers that the lines between right and wrong can be blurry, endings aren't always neat, and sometimes you have to risk all to win true happiness.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />Hey guys...I know Ive been MIA but honestly Ive had SO MUCH going on...from family members in the hospital to my bro-in-law getting held up and almost murdered! NO JOKE! Ok anyways I wanted to start something new since IMMMM BAAAACK! lol Try it out...let me know what you think! I was nervous and SERIOUSLY sweating! lol So don't laugh at me! ;) LOVE YOU ALL!!!!<br /><br />Btw...sorry the voice and the video is a bit off...Im still figuring it all out! lol and make sure you follow me on my You Tube channel!<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/user/Monroewithatwist?feature=mhum<br /><br /><br /><br /><object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/s0wxClqFAdA/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0wxClqFAdA?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0wxClqFAdA?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />I give this books a total of...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpWbeSc47M-G6-BgS10ZtI4dufoL9bcVmf3gOYDi0AoLihGMIJxvR-YTVTsYPcrTMD8YMoqI9XHmfZlh2oy5OUAQ7LYAc0sCu4M4KtLmvCLhLks04g0iQRmtCvRSoMO0XAbOAyRTEim3q/s1600-h/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 35px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpWbeSc47M-G6-BgS10ZtI4dufoL9bcVmf3gOYDi0AoLihGMIJxvR-YTVTsYPcrTMD8YMoqI9XHmfZlh2oy5OUAQ7LYAc0sCu4M4KtLmvCLhLks04g0iQRmtCvRSoMO0XAbOAyRTEim3q/s320/3.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366290606605062066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-68864487737061949892010-07-20T18:49:00.000-07:002010-07-21T03:43:48.714-07:00Oh By The Way...You may have seen her on So You Think You Can Dance...Christina Perri! She's my latest obsession! The first song of hers was Jar of Hearts...<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Soon after listening to this little piece of heaven I jumped on You Tube to get an ear full...I think this is one of my other fav's!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbKMmv-J6T4&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gbKMmv-J6T4&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Enjoy and have a great Hump Day! =)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-61375878585525091682010-07-18T18:15:00.000-07:002010-07-19T08:46:11.733-07:00Blaze of Memory (Psy-Changelings, Book 7) - Nalini Singh<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kGLzCKD2cZFyI4af1mqX1-2n3Km4jC6msNB7rWNBLnNZWkOpziSCYr3ODC234R4nSgwbKDxcDXdzJU3k8rpU_K0iWiTTbqoZ_LxdjrJaDF71NHCTg3is67d2X__lt1YI27lrNTLXuVFu/s1600/Nalini+Singh+Blaze+of+Memory.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kGLzCKD2cZFyI4af1mqX1-2n3Km4jC6msNB7rWNBLnNZWkOpziSCYr3ODC234R4nSgwbKDxcDXdzJU3k8rpU_K0iWiTTbqoZ_LxdjrJaDF71NHCTg3is67d2X__lt1YI27lrNTLXuVFu/s320/Nalini+Singh+Blaze+of+Memory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495421038405339202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Blurb~</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Dev Santos discovers her unconscious and battered, with no memory of who she is. All she knows is that she’s dangerous. Charged with protecting his people’s most vulnerable secrets, Dev is duty-bound to eliminate all threats. It’s a task he’s never hesitated to complete…until he finds himself drawn to a woman who might yet prove the enemy’s most insidious weapon.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Stripped of her memories by a shadowy oppressor, and programmed to carry out cold-blooded murder, Katya Haas is fighting desperately for her sanity itself. Her only hope is Dev. But how can she expect to gain the trust of a man who could very well be her next target? For in this game, one must die…</span><br /><br />Nalini Singh...who could ask for more?!?!? Blaze of Memory is the 7th book in the Psy/Changeling Series and boy this woman does NOT let down ;)<br /><br />Dev Santos is the head of the Shine Foundation. The foundation helps human kids that have a touch of Psy abilities. Dev works hard for these kids knowing what they are going through b/c he is one of them. At the foundation, Dev has no time for play or women...until one gets dropped off unconscious in his front yard.<br /><br />Katya wakes up to Dev asking her questions she can't answer...even forgets who she is. Scared and alone Katya is very different from the Psy we've all met before. She seems not to mind feelings or touch as much as her fellow Psy. Although Katya is scared and frightened she is a strong woman wanting to fight against the dreaded Ming LeBon. LeBon has been torturing Katya and she fears she was sent to Dev for a certain purpose...what that purpose is...she can't remember. As feelings strengthen Katya's memories grow strong and she soon realizes she basically living out a death sentence. Knowing Katya can finish her mission and die at any second scares Dev! This turns into a race of time! Can Dev save Katya before she finishes out her mission that very well could be to bring down the Shine Foundation or even worse...kill Dev?<br /><br />I loved this book! Like many Psy/Changeling books it jumps right in with the action and romance! Dev and Katya are such a special couple and I found myself rooting for them from start to finish! I read around and seen that some people didn't care for this couple but for me it was perfect! Dev isn't a changeling (and normally I prefer my hero's in this series to be) but boy is he just as fierce as any animal out there! He protect Katya and every cost! An this just didn't happen once they became more acquainted...it was from the start! =) I loved it!<br /><br />And like all the other books in this series we go deeper into the world that is the Psy! I never find myself bored reading about Psy b/c they are ruthless killers that keep your attention! Ming LeBon is among one of the few I've wanted to get his and let me tell you...if you've been waiting for him to get his snotty butt kicked...well you wait no longer! Punk totally got served in this book! lol I was happy with the ending (even though some may object).<br /><br />Lastly I have to say (once again) that I love how NS keeps you "part of the pack" by letting you back into the lives of all the past couples. I always love visiting my favs from past books and seeing where they are in their lives. Oh and I wont say b/c it would be a spoiler BUT for those of you that have read it...how about the surprise at the end...->highlight this spoiler-><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> I loved the kids bringing her back! I was totally excited b/c I feel like this is digging even deeper and opening doors for us to figure out new things with the Changelings and Psy that they weren't even aware of!</span><br /><br />Over all this book was wonderful and I'm seriously counting down the days for the next drop of some Psy/Changeling goodness! ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Snippet~</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">“Tell me.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">She swallowed the blood on her tongue. “I’ve told you everything. You’ve taken everything.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Eyes as black as night with a bare few flecks of white stared down at her as mental fingers spread in her mind, thrusting, clawing, destroying. She swallowed a scream, bit another line in her tongue.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">“Yes,” her torturer said. “It does seem as if I’ve stripped you of all your secrets.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">She didn’t respond, didn’t relax. He’d done this before. So many times. But the next minute, the questions would begin again. She didn’t know what he wanted, didn’t know what he searched for. All she knew was that she’d broken. There was nothing left in her now. She was cracked, shattered, gone.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">“Now,” he said, in that same, always-patient voice. “Tell me about the experiments.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">She opened her mouth and repeated what she’d already confessed over and over again. “We doctored the results.” He’d known that from the start; that was no betrayal. “We never gave you the actual data.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">“Tell me the truth. Tell me what you found.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Those fingers gouged mercilessly at her brain, shooting red fire that threatened to obliterate her very self. She couldn’t hold on, couldn’t protect them, couldn’t even protect herself—because through it all he sat, a large black spider within her mind, watching, learning, knowing. In the end, he took her secrets, her honor, her loyalty, and when he was done, the only thing she remembered was the rich copper scent of blood.</span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-88325108685515916072010-07-16T07:37:00.000-07:002010-07-16T07:49:16.708-07:00Random Excitement FridayFirst off <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">HAPPY FRIDAY</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">!</span></span> I'm at home today with my Staph infection! lol I can't be around people for 48 hours!!! O-well...anyways I just wanted to share a few pix that have been making me excited lately....and since its Friday...and I'm "sick"...and I love you ladies I thought Id share! ;) Enjoy and have a great weekend!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Nbp9yovF03cHRL7j1a_UgTINqNqQVA2yuHSS5dNX4mzj-SxBnJeLnjxd8Hc759QRfF6NROthfjOC2WZntBkvUAbgQlicUPfaBCcagNoR8TPlWggsbuSKR6vqZApvbq1O2F5G6z0h9rm3/s1600/Hot3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Nbp9yovF03cHRL7j1a_UgTINqNqQVA2yuHSS5dNX4mzj-SxBnJeLnjxd8Hc759QRfF6NROthfjOC2WZntBkvUAbgQlicUPfaBCcagNoR8TPlWggsbuSKR6vqZApvbq1O2F5G6z0h9rm3/s400/Hot3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514428704230018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAk5TzBLreUlcomtf83lKwSERN8qK1KLWPG3WzkslSZBp0g818C9506kPD4k7lkgQRe47z07wMtetycUznfeUUQ0GtqsNtcCZq8cwcnsi-XzX4GqiBCfJOUE7p9VHs9nB1xuRI571zLwwV/s1600/Hot4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAk5TzBLreUlcomtf83lKwSERN8qK1KLWPG3WzkslSZBp0g818C9506kPD4k7lkgQRe47z07wMtetycUznfeUUQ0GtqsNtcCZq8cwcnsi-XzX4GqiBCfJOUE7p9VHs9nB1xuRI571zLwwV/s400/Hot4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514603357994754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU4h-6Tl8yBxoCceIUkG2qMcBZnK2ymqMy0fv7ButuHws95uUXO7pviOf5XbJYAkvbSiILEaXBCeFvRTocL9QK3GhorBEbl3fQUvaLOjxeWzS32Fwpn33XtXopw2_cBHC3Wq9iAq1U4MVs/s1600/Hot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU4h-6Tl8yBxoCceIUkG2qMcBZnK2ymqMy0fv7ButuHws95uUXO7pviOf5XbJYAkvbSiILEaXBCeFvRTocL9QK3GhorBEbl3fQUvaLOjxeWzS32Fwpn33XtXopw2_cBHC3Wq9iAq1U4MVs/s400/Hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514342431381938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOvChnBiXRVJLyrj9TxOqzFudwiojIxBMwZK1xEo-YLd_c2k6OOnWRNi8jZOAGD5SzWS8xLvD-6gJx5gq_ZkbQFNW77IJXbMwrFUrfJWPxNr5cE0yvfEIg733Vxy8mTYz8uuDIwCVpdW8/s1600/Hot5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOvChnBiXRVJLyrj9TxOqzFudwiojIxBMwZK1xEo-YLd_c2k6OOnWRNi8jZOAGD5SzWS8xLvD-6gJx5gq_ZkbQFNW77IJXbMwrFUrfJWPxNr5cE0yvfEIg733Vxy8mTYz8uuDIwCVpdW8/s400/Hot5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514853636956338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEkyF9Hdw3bifU192ydmhmfkvyVB0jlRESo6zAA_recpO3D14zgtk73TxtnckBDS3KRRZx9HvejdzH2BtdqaOvOK7Xp6h1PRLzqVnftIAfY67BwRkU1hbYsubWhyphenhyphen3_eHFCA6nA1dSYi0ys/s1600/Hot+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEkyF9Hdw3bifU192ydmhmfkvyVB0jlRESo6zAA_recpO3D14zgtk73TxtnckBDS3KRRZx9HvejdzH2BtdqaOvOK7Xp6h1PRLzqVnftIAfY67BwRkU1hbYsubWhyphenhyphen3_eHFCA6nA1dSYi0ys/s400/Hot+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494514169206004722" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-37451389960669107582010-07-14T18:56:00.000-07:002010-07-14T19:18:46.563-07:00Oh By The Way...Ok...you know it seems that I complain a lot on my blog! lol You know what I HAVE REASON!!! ;) Monday...I was out sick because every time I ate I got horrible headaches...ok not so bad Im thinking it had to do with allergies because I took allergy meds and it went away...<br /><br />TODAY however has been a day from HELL...my effing car got hit by a coworker! I KNOW they were probably txting or emailing or talking on their phone! WHATEVER! Here's a pic!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEges1xeNYwxQ3t2BCSHeyooRNcm5khj7R8fP2ttaku31Y8_gLCu6EkTe6xJYjJk9Wg-T35g2OqOMBYaBWrXfdBKyAUcQZRC1NFnlXwEw6m5MUoW7PIX65hYnE9GWEeGg4uOEKph0HCKDdJA/s1600/Car.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEges1xeNYwxQ3t2BCSHeyooRNcm5khj7R8fP2ttaku31Y8_gLCu6EkTe6xJYjJk9Wg-T35g2OqOMBYaBWrXfdBKyAUcQZRC1NFnlXwEw6m5MUoW7PIX65hYnE9GWEeGg4uOEKph0HCKDdJA/s320/Car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493948735160339714" border="0" /></a><br />Who knows how long it'll take to fix...UGH! I mean they will fix it but still how annying! =*(<br /><br />Now the kicker...about 3 weeks ago I thought I had a a bug bite on the inside of my thigh...it never went away...now its hurting...doctor says...effin STAFF INFECTION...WHAT?!??!?!?! How does one get that?!?!? Seriously...week from HELL! Now Im gonna have to stuff my mouth full of meds and HOPE I don't end up in the hospital! DONT think Im dirty lol and I looked up pictures of staff infection and mine isnt NEARLY as nasty as those...it really looks like a spider bite in the middle with a dark spot and its red all around it! lol It feels like a tight muscle...very sore! =/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38TN2NNAPYtSpbK-9v05GGcP-LEcGTZlzwKiqJIAof_xaHPfu4CWu1tB69fVehSx7CzGW6Aw3OPpnJVxmc8lZHNBiOqMikjXnSMXa9WBRxxaZthFMLuqMKuhszwr0idIy3wjqWnhIZlMu/s1600/sick.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38TN2NNAPYtSpbK-9v05GGcP-LEcGTZlzwKiqJIAof_xaHPfu4CWu1tB69fVehSx7CzGW6Aw3OPpnJVxmc8lZHNBiOqMikjXnSMXa9WBRxxaZthFMLuqMKuhszwr0idIy3wjqWnhIZlMu/s320/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493951347261236802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I need hugs...GIVE ME HUGS! lol ;)<br /><br />On a up side Im reading Cynthia Eden's Midnight's Master and its WONDERFUL! *sigh...she rocks! Ok no more complaining from me this week...promise! ;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-200980716844249002010-07-13T19:01:00.000-07:002010-07-13T19:31:21.839-07:00Dying to Please - Linda Howard<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUmrXZW0gkI99KvPDzGaqjImzD1YRIRr6J4iXoQf5x6tcReffpTmWWNRknNW2oYLsCG_C-qd0_piWL8nX_XkmWMt2cVqOnRAjV5nnbiNcf21Rntn9KX0egULPakLILeIWAJuN4fXLu9PO/s1600/Linda+Howard+Dying+to+Please.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUmrXZW0gkI99KvPDzGaqjImzD1YRIRr6J4iXoQf5x6tcReffpTmWWNRknNW2oYLsCG_C-qd0_piWL8nX_XkmWMt2cVqOnRAjV5nnbiNcf21Rntn9KX0egULPakLILeIWAJuN4fXLu9PO/s320/Linda+Howard+Dying+to+Please.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493577024846481730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />When Sarah Stevens, butler and bodyguard extraordinaire, foils a robbery, she could not have predicted either the tragic chain of events that would be set in motion or detective Thomas Cahill, who responded to the first crime scene. Sarah intrigued, attracted, and aroused him, but his first marriage had dissolved in livid disgust, making him all too wary. Sarah is equally frightened of her feelings for him; she had never before felt so deeply. It might have been bliss had Sarah's employers not developed a habit of dying by murder. </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />This story, aided by Howard's descriptive narrative, translates well to audio, with evocative visual images cascading through every scene. The author also writes the most erotic lovemaking in the business, which Susan Ericksen handles with aplomb.</span><br /><br /><br />*giggles like a little girl...ok ok Ive had it. I dont know if I can do audio books anymore!!! The voices are NEVER right and they simply CRACK ME UP! So furthermore I wont judge the book by its reader (Im not hating on her I just think Im better off making the voices up in my head as I read) but by its content! ;)<br /><br />Sarah Stevens is a bodyguard/butler for a old geezer that she adores to no end. She likes her simple life and has a plan to one day travel the world! Sarah makes good money, has one day off a week, her own living quarters and a nice fat paycheck...one thing she doesn't have (and doesn't really want) is love. But that's ok with her...things are going swimmingly...until there's a break in and Sarah meets the hothead detective Thomas Cahill.<br /><br />Cahill can tell Sarah isn't the usual butler...heck she's a WOMAN butler...that right there proves her to be one of a kind. He reluctantly keeps his paws to himself after questioning her but little did he know their paths are soon to meet again. One day Sarah comes home to kind her employers and dear friend shot in the head! She frantically calls Cahill and the investigation starts.<br /><br />Cahill can't help but wonder if Sarah had anything to do with this murder...even more so when her NEW employer and his wife end up dead! But once Cahill and Sarah get close there's trust that should shine through...right...??? Does Cahill REALLY think Sarah could have anything to do with her employers bodies showing up with holes in their heads? Do the murders have anything to do with the mysterious and expensive gift Sarah received in the mail???<br /><br />This story was a hoot! The characters pissed you off, lit you on fire, then drenched you with water to cool you off!!!! Oh and btw those are all good things here! ;) This story if jam packed with action, murder, romance...and you even get a glimpse of a killers mind. Don't pass over this book b/c it seems all mystery/murder b/c you'll be sorry! This IS Linda Howard after all and shes one hot romance writer! So go out and get this one!<br /><br />Hopefully this review left you DYING to buy the book! lol (<- cheesy I know...but I just had to ;p) <p><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-54834993329780863122010-07-08T06:12:00.000-07:002010-07-08T19:43:10.613-07:00Random Excitement Friday<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Maybe This Time</span><br />"In stores on August 31, 2010"<br /><br />Previously titled Always Kiss Me Goodnight, this is Jenny’s version of Henry James’ The Turn of the Screw. <span style="font-size:85%;">(The Turn of the Screw is a novella (short novel) written by Henry James. Originally published in 1898, it is ostensibly a ghost story. Due to its ambiguous content, it became a favorite text of New Criticism.<br /><br />The novella has had many differing interpretations, often mutually exclusive, including those of a Freudian nature. Many critics have tried to determine the exact nature of the evil that is spoken of in the story.<br /><br />The Turn of the Screw has lent itself well to operatic and film adaptation.)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4EyjMUUANLzIyJfPprEs-nyNKLG2TyjmUpLH8Wlw5vbKbWVdMCbdvsMS1WOYtzb8BdoMbujvA2xT37I1GRXWt-J1w1fGz8zVeQvtjfCZFdsD7CR_CG5hL96PPgf6iiL-n4o1peM8mao6Q/s1600/Maybe.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4EyjMUUANLzIyJfPprEs-nyNKLG2TyjmUpLH8Wlw5vbKbWVdMCbdvsMS1WOYtzb8BdoMbujvA2xT37I1GRXWt-J1w1fGz8zVeQvtjfCZFdsD7CR_CG5hL96PPgf6iiL-n4o1peM8mao6Q/s400/Maybe.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491525161598873106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Andie Miller is ready to move on in life. She wants to marry her fiancé and leave behind everything in her past, especially her ex-husband, North Archer. But when Andie tries to gain closure with him, he asks one fi</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">nal favor of her before they go their separate ways forever. A very distant cousin of his has died and left North as the guardian of two orphans who have driven out three nannies already, and things are getting worse. He needs a very special person to take care of the situation and he knows Andie can handle anything.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">When Andie meets the two children she quickly realizes things are much worse than she feared. The place is a mess, the children, Carter and Alice, aren’t your average delinquents, and the creepy old house where they live is being run by the worst housekeeper since Mrs. Danvers. What’s worse, Andie’s fiancé thinks this is all a plan by North to get Andie back, and he may be right. Andie’s dreams have been haunted by North since she arrived at the old house. And that’s not the only haunting.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">What follows is a hilarious adventure in exorcism, including a self-doubting parapsychologist, an annoyed medium, her Tarot-card reading mother, an avenging ex-mother-inlaw, and, of course, her jealous fiancé. And just when she thinks things couldn’t get more complicated, North shows up on the doorstep making her wonder if maybe this time things could be different between them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">If Andie can just get rid of all the guests and ghosts, she’s pretty sure she can save the kids, and herself, from the past. But fate might just have another thing in mind…</span><br /><br />I love Jenny Crusie and I've been craving one of her funny/love/mystery type books here for a while. I think we can all agree that Jenny has her own voice out there and every time you read one of her books you can't help but smile! So come August Ill be elbowing in the book stores to grab this one! =)<br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-59963686565630041982010-07-07T18:15:00.000-07:002010-07-07T19:06:17.022-07:00Strange Bedpersons - Jennifer Crusie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNCJW3HPfZ7N5TTtkOhVuxmVRVLuny2VBlUehOtgpHHagGlZCud7f9hY_3z0qF94Zf4fK14F30LJBEOithaXhRCc5_dhzLGxLfDE4pWueTECl9dJkpu3d_PzVfYN6xTqHDYLTRdEeHdWb/s1600/Jennifer+Crusie+Strange+Bedpersons.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLNCJW3HPfZ7N5TTtkOhVuxmVRVLuny2VBlUehOtgpHHagGlZCud7f9hY_3z0qF94Zf4fK14F30LJBEOithaXhRCc5_dhzLGxLfDE4pWueTECl9dJkpu3d_PzVfYN6xTqHDYLTRdEeHdWb/s320/Jennifer+Crusie+Strange+Bedpersons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491339525744122146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Tess Newhart knows her ex-boyfriend Nick Jamieson isn't the right guy for her. He's caviar and champagne; she's take-out Chinese pot stickers. He's an uptight Republican lawyer; she was raised in a commune. He wants to get ahead in business; she just wants…him. But there's no way Tess will play second fiddle to his job.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yet somehow she finds herself agreeing to play his fiancée on a weekend business trip that could make or break Nick's career. And while he's trying to convince Tess that he needs her in his respectable world, Tess is doing her best to keep her opinions to herself and her hands off Nick.</span><br /><br />Everyone knows I LOVE LOVE LOVE Jennifer Crusie...but to me this book was a bit of a hiccup. =/ I must say the biggest thing I have to complain about...to me its like a low budget Cinderella Deal. If you read my review of<span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://monroewithatwist.blogspot.com/2010/03/cinderella-deal-jennifer-crusie.html"> The Cinderella Deal</a></span> you'll see that I thoroughly enjoyed it. Strange Bedpersons however is just short of enjoyment in my eyes!<br /><br />So like I said these two stories are VERY similar...Originally brought together by quirky similarities one weekend things quickly took a turn for the worse when Tess noticed Nick being solely driven by his need to make partner with his law firm. Tess broke things off yet a very persistent Nick needs her help.<br /><br />Nick needs Tess...Tess has a heart too big for her britches and decides to help her ex impress his boss by playing the fiance. Obviously things unfold...Nick is uptight, Tess is outgoing yet they fall for each other. But can Nick let go of the drive to be MORE? Will Tess let her heart fall again for a man that could very well want to change everything she is and stands for???<br /><br />Was this book good...well ya, it was ok to me. I mean it's Jenny Crusie after all. BUT BUT BUT bc I read The Cinderella Deal FIRST I have to say that this wasn't Jenny's best. HOWEVER I adore/worship this woman! *bows before the Goddess<br /><br /><br />I give this book a total of...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PySXS0dpqos57ClFEOQv63aZAY3lHTysPV_c_3jc0U1LTi0pccf-7zRqChbZ_8mJYEy8DRz_DZ17Yf7N-WmPnA_YMajl5CDIAXeFwlYjlkZ_Gi3IaKPGgzoLwtAfChYkkd8U2hzWh3Wm/s1600-h/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 34px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PySXS0dpqos57ClFEOQv63aZAY3lHTysPV_c_3jc0U1LTi0pccf-7zRqChbZ_8mJYEy8DRz_DZ17Yf7N-WmPnA_YMajl5CDIAXeFwlYjlkZ_Gi3IaKPGgzoLwtAfChYkkd8U2hzWh3Wm/s320/2.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347304611785619346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-11353430012306343172010-07-05T18:08:00.000-07:002010-07-05T19:01:04.294-07:00The Vampire's Kiss - Cynthia Eden<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2KdCzgmZ7EV4frLZaBg5CjKVDz01i2viXpBa5-HxBHUhFdd2Qu9ae92d_2OzGVddX6WGn6OPqvVLLKtWdExYt5VvNnryWlffinmwJ8g8Sz6QOf7Oh3JwNreG6LlD07zRZ-sxAjxW9zPP2/s1600/Cynthia+Eden+The+Vampires+Kiss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2KdCzgmZ7EV4frLZaBg5CjKVDz01i2viXpBa5-HxBHUhFdd2Qu9ae92d_2OzGVddX6WGn6OPqvVLLKtWdExYt5VvNnryWlffinmwJ8g8Sz6QOf7Oh3JwNreG6LlD07zRZ-sxAjxW9zPP2/s320/Cynthia+Eden+The+Vampires+Kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594794419956290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />William Dark is a monster. He is a vampire, a dark creature that feeds on blood and fear. He is exactly what Savannah Daniels needs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A year ago, her twin brother and his wife were brutally murdered. Savannah swore a vow of vengeance against the man, the beast, that killed him. A beast that is now after her.<br /><br />Savannah needs William’s help in order to keep her vow. She must convince him to transform her, to give her the kiss of the vampire, so that she will be strong enough to defeat the killer that is on her trail.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Savannah and William enter into an unholy alliance: He will transform her and see that she receives her justice. In return, she must be his companion, his mate, for eternity.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />But, Savannah soon realizes that there is more at stake than just her life. Because once she tastes William’s kiss, she knows that she may be in jeopardy of losing her heart, as well. And she will have to put all of her trust, all of her faith, into the hands of a man who lost his soul centuries ago…</span><br /><br />Another great one from Cynthia Eden! One think CE is great for giving you is action right away! You don't get any fooling around with this woman. This book is fast paced and keeps you on your toes! =)<br /><br />Meet Savannah! Her main objective within the past few years is to avenge her brother and sister in laws gruesome death from a vampire. She knows being a human that she would be no match for a century old vampires strength but when her brothers killer starts to stalk her she knows she must find an answer somewhere. So what to do...what to do...AH HA! BECOME the monster that killed them! ;) Savannah decides to hunt down one of the most legendary vampires around, William Dark.<br /><br />In enters William. William opens his door to a frail human woman but falls deeply at first sight. How to protect her? Send her away. This woman needs no part of his dark life! But whemn she asks the unthinkable...to kill her he can''t help but not let her go. Thats why he finally excepts to give her the kiss (being bitten 3 times then fed your sires blood will bring on the change) if and only if she stays with him forever as his companion.<br /><br />Can Savannah really turn over the rest of her life to the type of monster who killed her brother? And if she does can she really beat a century old vampire as a new born???<br /><br />Like I said CE really give you everything you want in a story! Hot lovin', GREAT fighting action and a romance to make you sigh! =) Savannah and Williams love was something special. I don't want to ruin all their steps in coming together but lets just say that once each of them open up to each other a beautiful relationship unfolds! Go ahead and grab this book (heck ANY of Cynthia's books in fact) b/c you wont be sorry!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Snippet~</span> <div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="excerpt"> <div> <p><em>You want this, don’t you, little one?</em> His voice purred seductively, although his lips did not move. <em>You came here for this, didn’t you?</em> He began to gently suckle on her neck.</p> <p>“Yes,” she whispered, as her arms lifted to clutch his shoulders and pull him closer to her body. Her eyes were tightly closed.</p> <p>William drew back slowly, wondering about her motives, about her willingness to surrender to a monster.Then he remembered what she’d said. “You wanted me to kill someone for you.” It was a statement. What he had taken as a jest before suddenly seemed very serious. Who was this woman? And why did she seek the Angel of Death?</p> <p>“Yes,” she whispered again, refusing to open her eyes.</p> <p><em>Look at me.</em> The command came unbidden. The full force of his will was behind the order. He would know what the woman in his arms wanted, what dangers she presented to him. Then he would deal with her. “Who do you want me to kill?”</p> <p>Her lashes lifted slowly, languorously. Her breathing was ragged. Her chest rose and fell jerkily. “Me. I want you to kill me.” </p></div> </div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I give these books a total of...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUEk78p_slvDVU9IqwbRWU3yBY_FFYiQ46fpZ4uRx_1FfhuB8YZcCPgDJXxZwud9yt0hnIXPeGkxco3hR17PfSEz0-HUAT5Qv0wNC7re4fnrRs1KtPC3EBxz876l-spsQf5EbVQuWwnZI/s1600-h/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095382331901298" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 172px; cursor: pointer; height: 34px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJUEk78p_slvDVU9IqwbRWU3yBY_FFYiQ46fpZ4uRx_1FfhuB8YZcCPgDJXxZwud9yt0hnIXPeGkxco3hR17PfSEz0-HUAT5Qv0wNC7re4fnrRs1KtPC3EBxz876l-spsQf5EbVQuWwnZI/s320/4.5+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-69145254546136454972010-07-04T15:31:00.000-07:002010-07-04T15:35:19.269-07:00Oh By The Way...Hope everyone has a wonderful 4th of July! Thank you to all the men and women who fight or have fought for our freedom! We are forever grateful! =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxIK9DoXdUn4zzxqHRk9bKsQPWqOyYQ9OrlE1B3dVuNCUgbYPmyqFC5zfWEeft-vtkyoeJtgkDak02mvrFc0ridGOPGqzHi3zT0W8fjfCgBv4bDUwmzwVjV9KHETx85dfDo3a5nn1VplpO/s1600/04.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 362px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxIK9DoXdUn4zzxqHRk9bKsQPWqOyYQ9OrlE1B3dVuNCUgbYPmyqFC5zfWEeft-vtkyoeJtgkDak02mvrFc0ridGOPGqzHi3zT0W8fjfCgBv4bDUwmzwVjV9KHETx85dfDo3a5nn1VplpO/s400/04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490183185398709522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-8467679847046452552010-07-02T05:33:00.000-07:002010-07-02T06:08:49.964-07:00Oh By The Way...So...first off HAPPY FRIDAY! We are going home for the 4th of July and Im SO excited to be in the beautiful sun with my family!!! YAY! Second off I had to share this with yall b/c it cracked me up!!! I think I gave my hubby a heart attack with my hair color...look and see my change! ;)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Before (I have a HORRIBLE cold so excuse my...hazed look lol and yes that is a glass of wine with a STRAW! I have issues about drinking things with color on my teeth ;p)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL0U1qjAvuIL8E8x3wUKyS-eSJlnEYupVvcO9qp9fzk_t6HIvRKamsn7ki-R4dvty225vasE__LWiNTQ2vYLQHZvzl0HTPXcxXHE6horF3jXTy0BXMVyGTJNf9xr0tjKqYpiwKqAFbRAAf/s1600/Me2"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL0U1qjAvuIL8E8x3wUKyS-eSJlnEYupVvcO9qp9fzk_t6HIvRKamsn7ki-R4dvty225vasE__LWiNTQ2vYLQHZvzl0HTPXcxXHE6horF3jXTy0BXMVyGTJNf9xr0tjKqYpiwKqAFbRAAf/s400/Me2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489289278611325122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">AFTER!!!! lol I feel...I feel...have you ever had a hair style that made you feel saucy or spunky...or naughty?!?!?! lol that's me! ;) Its in the LEAST more edgy! HA!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zg7Sk3XsXxEDjQ413FPK22W1nqVgG5kMl8tMwwaZb_71anhqNdAtt9aQZ0nxY0cnhvnXMLBpg_SlpQwDHkGtg7dz9Dd4g6V7pJ_MtSqbdzJKJIAPcAN_EQ7BwTLzW3I5_bGryaEvAReg/s1600/Me"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zg7Sk3XsXxEDjQ413FPK22W1nqVgG5kMl8tMwwaZb_71anhqNdAtt9aQZ0nxY0cnhvnXMLBpg_SlpQwDHkGtg7dz9Dd4g6V7pJ_MtSqbdzJKJIAPcAN_EQ7BwTLzW3I5_bGryaEvAReg/s400/Me" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489289780208559282" border="0" /></a><br />Mike should be used to me changing it up! He said I looked like a stranger...shouldn't that be adventurous for him?!?! ;) Ok well so that's my news! I'm a edgy girl now *giggle like a school girl...ya I know I cant fool yall! ;p<br /><br />Ok so yall have a delicious Friday and here's a treat I leave with you my #1...HENRY CAVILL!!! *sigh...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA_7djW8de6Nv0ZxneBJWT_aZgr8S0Z7SvkT-5HW4S3Er6CSGaGUfld1z5V5lTq49VJAqXt6c3ScvZr06ksLaOhxHy7EKpv3ciOqraULMmYB1KXQ_v47flqHkyguX5PA4wUGr6DD_qpidC/s1600/Henry.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 359px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA_7djW8de6Nv0ZxneBJWT_aZgr8S0Z7SvkT-5HW4S3Er6CSGaGUfld1z5V5lTq49VJAqXt6c3ScvZr06ksLaOhxHy7EKpv3ciOqraULMmYB1KXQ_v47flqHkyguX5PA4wUGr6DD_qpidC/s400/Henry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489294701079401234" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-43689514403702129262010-07-01T03:49:00.001-07:002010-07-01T03:50:58.211-07:00Oh By The Way...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgti8qLAs8XX42f5tGBgnobQhpl-wOy6GeocezlmqD_7iRSN8YQqLpAZamW7cQ6lwwk63yvgzDKyLrxMIzCVSocjO8d4SOZyiBFR9QeTL-XpV2iRZ4-JcKnX3lCkFnnGBPISubzeIq15Y5j/s1600/Canada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgti8qLAs8XX42f5tGBgnobQhpl-wOy6GeocezlmqD_7iRSN8YQqLpAZamW7cQ6lwwk63yvgzDKyLrxMIzCVSocjO8d4SOZyiBFR9QeTL-XpV2iRZ4-JcKnX3lCkFnnGBPISubzeIq15Y5j/s400/Canada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488888228580536530" border="0" /></a>Happy Canada Day to all my Canadian babes out there! Have a wodnerful day sweeties!!! =)<br /><br />PS~ I TOTALLY fell asleep at 8 pm last night due to my late night of watching Eclipse! lol ;p<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-44019171621791011082010-06-30T05:41:00.001-07:002010-06-30T06:16:42.688-07:00Oh By The Way...OMG IT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME!!!! It was the best Twilight film yet! It stayed VERY VERY close to the book which was awesome! Jacob...YUM...Edward...YUM! *sigh I cant get enough of this movie!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgap77ys8pYvHHlhfkhHzdRSHl4uSL5M07koHCis4_ypcIMc7hdu6cV95B-6C4ba9Kr2Y-QKvgnaabYETqhR_qEW2SPUe469rs96KkZbIDPQeSxQsTZ8t-Nl4ickJS7pgj4bGbHigzSgbao/s1600/Eclipse.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgap77ys8pYvHHlhfkhHzdRSHl4uSL5M07koHCis4_ypcIMc7hdu6cV95B-6C4ba9Kr2Y-QKvgnaabYETqhR_qEW2SPUe469rs96KkZbIDPQeSxQsTZ8t-Nl4ickJS7pgj4bGbHigzSgbao/s400/Eclipse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488546122531627138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I went with a huge group of girls and we all watched New Moon and ate snack at my house before the midnight showing!!! Im running on three hours of sleep! lol Was it worth it...HECK YA!!!! Oh and they played trivia games at our movie and I totally won the Eclipse board game!!! lol WOOHOO!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk2TMGwlRc8-bgLnw3krnjmJMSeMqmQq3Ss5y_e5HERgofHw_9u0N65XyUAXf0o-ioB-XXYTYEtjut3eYL5QTP5ZKg6BHIJHbW9hgli4-llf4RhQqd7erJNoAOOEKp0PTYFE5jEZC_liZJ/s1600/IMAG0432.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk2TMGwlRc8-bgLnw3krnjmJMSeMqmQq3Ss5y_e5HERgofHw_9u0N65XyUAXf0o-ioB-XXYTYEtjut3eYL5QTP5ZKg6BHIJHbW9hgli4-llf4RhQqd7erJNoAOOEKp0PTYFE5jEZC_liZJ/s400/IMAG0432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488547330910167522" border="0" /></a><br />So have you seen it yet...you going to see it???<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-33814204404061862822010-06-28T17:46:00.000-07:002010-06-28T18:50:50.842-07:00The Pleasure Slave - Gena Showalter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg75Qcp59tXhtjsyjb2WV3sCld2dsPB7KjwuFLGcN6FclVZg9AUxYLgDC83wyIZyjxxnRd4rfYuMayo-RSrQvQfzenC6w4ARderwzPOO0do8mDry7pYxnrClXXlgV7jMiRhXbqHAtmrClKD/s1600/The+Pleasure+Slave+Gena+Showalter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg75Qcp59tXhtjsyjb2WV3sCld2dsPB7KjwuFLGcN6FclVZg9AUxYLgDC83wyIZyjxxnRd4rfYuMayo-RSrQvQfzenC6w4ARderwzPOO0do8mDry7pYxnrClXXlgV7jMiRhXbqHAtmrClKD/s320/The+Pleasure+Slave+Gena+Showalter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487991701000391250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Blurb~</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />When Santa Fe antique dealer Julie Anderson was curiously drawn to purchase a battered jewelry box, she never expected it to contain her own personal love slave. Especially not tall, dark and sinfully handsome Tristan-a man hard to resist, and determined to fulfill her every desire.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Though Tristan was a rogue of the battlefield and the boudoir, making love with Julia was like nothing he'd ever known. Yet revealing his true heart would break the centuries-old spell and separate them forever. And Tristan would do anything to go on loving Julia. . .even remain a slave through all eternity. . . </span><br /><br />Alright...Ive seen this lady around and heard TONS of great things! So when I had a friend send me one of her books I jumped at the chance to see what all the hubbub was about!<br /><br />This book was adorable! It made me giggle, gave me surprises, and made me a bit hot under the collar! ;) I can see why Gena gets all the attention!<br /><br />Here we have plain Jane Julie Anderson. Julie finds a jewelry box at a flea market and once she gets home tries to pry the old dusty things open...and like Genie with Aladdin POOF! Her enters Julian.<br /><br />Tristan lived in Imperia long long ago. He was a great lover to many but one day a woman took things too far and cursed him by making him a pleasure (love) slave. He was doomed to live in his jewelry box for eternity moving from master to master as a sex slave.<br /><br />Once Julie and Tristan meet and Tristian tries to tell himself shes just like every other master hes had but deep down he knows shes VERY different. She doesn't command, doesn't take advantage of his body and treats him like the man he wishes he could be. If only he could lover her...but if he did the curse would eb broken and he would return to Imperia to forever be without his heart.<br /><br />So like I said I can truly see why Gena is so popular! This book was great! Not only was it hot to trot but it made me laugh! I just loved how Tristan wasn't used to Julies time...making nasty coffee, "killing" the phone, and ripping up his underwear to make a sheath for his knife! lol This is only a few ways that Tristan kept me entertained! lol<br /><br />Julie...oh poor Julie is the classic case of plain girl with no self confidence! She's been burned before and ever since then has shied away from men. When she meets Tristan shes totally intimidated but he soon teaches her that she is a diamond in the rough (hey...whats with all my Aladdin references??? lol Well I did just get back from Disney ;). Anyways...she soon finds that she is a woman that is sexy in her own skin (which is something I always love in my heroins revelations).<br /><br />This book overall was a really light, amusing and sexy to no end! There is another side story between Tristan's old master and a man that wants her that catches your attention as well. I think Gena juggles both story lines and intertwines them perfectly! =) Im SO glad I picked this book and and will be venturing even further into Gena's books ASAP!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Yummy Quote~</span> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">He was a exquisite specimen of manhood. So exquisite, in fact, she wouldn’t be surprised if he had “Grade A one-hundred-percent pure beef” stamped on his butt.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Tristan: “My tongue burns for the taste of you. My hands itch for the feel of you. And my shaft screams for the core of you. Let me have you.”</span><br /><br /><br />SO GO GET IT ALREADY!!! ;)<br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;">I give this book a total of...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s1600-h/4+Stars+for+ratings.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355555162916590514" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 128px; cursor: pointer; height: 33px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIC4vjMEfLQYbhMI5j-cQZY-pFDm0VpLUr54W2Kn6lPUdb7-gMLekMm2ksfXznIz7YKEz_xTxELyDurM12S-gfrOlbe15-k-ro923D1bALRrNKPaK8qXjbhWLktj8CNjT0K8nQAJzaw6PG/s400/4+Stars+for+ratings.png" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-59945111619585905292010-06-28T07:59:00.001-07:002010-06-28T08:16:11.874-07:00Oh By The Way...IMMMMMM BACCCCCKKKKKKK! ;) My vacation was AWESOME! We went to all four parks at Disney World and had a blast! But BOY WAS IT HOT!!! Here are a few pictures of me and the hubby! Enjoy!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2BKIpo9x83alWhtfOgTxGQOywku4soS3IcwPIrF9wni1NY0-brV2VGpB0nQ7KinblgTymVcDKEyMuBM1Eiy2qMlcdw5-WVp92_BN0L13gkPBandihiZ0m4b2lVZB2SaGKDY8P8WjfeFT/s1600/DSC00509%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2BKIpo9x83alWhtfOgTxGQOywku4soS3IcwPIrF9wni1NY0-brV2VGpB0nQ7KinblgTymVcDKEyMuBM1Eiy2qMlcdw5-WVp92_BN0L13gkPBandihiZ0m4b2lVZB2SaGKDY8P8WjfeFT/s400/DSC00509%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487841478948147362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwi6I29_Wyq1I90N2r1X1_4ozJkUXA5zgQXZZGozKDebC9qOk01WeayX5IQ-ENppdwQFptjAwe-6dXNP_4gFmZLnXEXnEYLLPyC9mRuyVQYADsZIBCjMolAt5_XJAOlRF74ibWcMlV4gj5/s1600/DSC00703%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwi6I29_Wyq1I90N2r1X1_4ozJkUXA5zgQXZZGozKDebC9qOk01WeayX5IQ-ENppdwQFptjAwe-6dXNP_4gFmZLnXEXnEYLLPyC9mRuyVQYADsZIBCjMolAt5_XJAOlRF74ibWcMlV4gj5/s400/DSC00703%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840869376559202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE_7PFyC2zDHrDCXb2I3JtWApS_rkYB8EiP_bG1WEAtgJeTXGYjIFv1wEXA8adJHLCycI0MK186GDvX-YvqxHYwZIIb6wbeqjAujYPEGb2iIQbSBFYDVTvbRcYC7jOq9qFe8k_8_Ta5AJz/s1600/IMAG0230%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE_7PFyC2zDHrDCXb2I3JtWApS_rkYB8EiP_bG1WEAtgJeTXGYjIFv1wEXA8adJHLCycI0MK186GDvX-YvqxHYwZIIb6wbeqjAujYPEGb2iIQbSBFYDVTvbRcYC7jOq9qFe8k_8_Ta5AJz/s400/IMAG0230%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840653367736818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHrOwfr3rtMtcdep8ZDxWOFvGHeo92WSYthpilyrvVydTi3x3uVTEZ2NIri33oYhX8k8wgtgJkuW_o_cg2dEC_rmAiZ4Yq-LeOBb3gY-_A1b2btP7ZH3-1EShKeb_5B7iN1GY0PYO-Lz2/s1600/DSC00513%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsHrOwfr3rtMtcdep8ZDxWOFvGHeo92WSYthpilyrvVydTi3x3uVTEZ2NIri33oYhX8k8wgtgJkuW_o_cg2dEC_rmAiZ4Yq-LeOBb3gY-_A1b2btP7ZH3-1EShKeb_5B7iN1GY0PYO-Lz2/s400/DSC00513%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487840401637663714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And b/c I LOVE my Canadian babes!!!! lol! And yes that is my lunch in my hand! ;)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLH45Zhtu5O2yrIQovUrjdOUtgBIQXT1-EbE-66lcvq6evPKzXuSG0_CrEOUUDg3DMH7VSNIGvLSx850Ch0KXiwnJlRT68F6jN027Lyx-HVLhPhS3bghbIljmWkNvzaOc0kC9jo0U4G8dW/s1600/downloadfile%232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLH45Zhtu5O2yrIQovUrjdOUtgBIQXT1-EbE-66lcvq6evPKzXuSG0_CrEOUUDg3DMH7VSNIGvLSx850Ch0KXiwnJlRT68F6jN027Lyx-HVLhPhS3bghbIljmWkNvzaOc0kC9jo0U4G8dW/s400/downloadfile%232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487842827689579554" border="0" /></a>Normal reviews to resume tonight! So dont forget about little ol' me! ;)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-69028686384251946112010-06-21T09:02:00.001-07:002010-06-21T09:04:20.055-07:00Oh By The Way...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhej_FuHfUYHapSUAE-faKrrbIFRTZgPTK4s2T9AtMbI49e3XbumPPMMw9NfKkn2y7qCYeBGhh6448Dsn6pyJM3eV529HFsQQ_YR-oUAXFss-ineM1EbcnLBxlwQCzo9fZfKf4v3xiZvU00/s1600/dis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhej_FuHfUYHapSUAE-faKrrbIFRTZgPTK4s2T9AtMbI49e3XbumPPMMw9NfKkn2y7qCYeBGhh6448Dsn6pyJM3eV529HFsQQ_YR-oUAXFss-ineM1EbcnLBxlwQCzo9fZfKf4v3xiZvU00/s400/dis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485258149067082962" border="0" /></a>Off for our vacation to Disney!!! I'll try to post some pictures ASAP! I'll miss yall though! See you next week (if not before with pix)!<br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRIST%7E1.HAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHRIST%7E1.HAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360497760016426040.post-75349771634006292072010-06-17T06:27:00.000-07:002010-06-17T06:34:49.700-07:00Oh By The Way...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >Thursday Thin</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >king</span><br /></div><br /><br />My anniversary is coming up and I was thinking back on all the guys I had dated when I was younger…its so funny to me b/c my husband is the very opposite of me in every way! He’s uber smart, calm, a bit quite at times…and NERDY TO NO END! I’m talking Star Wars, any electronics, science, Xbox, PS3…NERD! Lol But I love him and honestly all this sorta stuff gets me going! ;) There’s nothing like a smart and sexy man being at your side!<br /><br />But this begs the question…which one is better…which do you prefer???<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nerdy hotness</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQv6Mt_e4QsRgYcgsQSlwm-fNELYd2lnIa0jkE8uip2ZQOFO4H3NqPcN5byZyUtg6k9gfYMX3Zv_g7M5GyLOSDVaZ_KXvC6ietwuWhL2ncB8-d-PgeniagMNUp34RMWkCPz6drAI-DsI1/s1600/zachary_quinto_20090503.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQv6Mt_e4QsRgYcgsQSlwm-fNELYd2lnIa0jkE8uip2ZQOFO4H3NqPcN5byZyUtg6k9gfYMX3Zv_g7M5GyLOSDVaZ_KXvC6ietwuWhL2ncB8-d-PgeniagMNUp34RMWkCPz6drAI-DsI1/s320/zachary_quinto_20090503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483734574487519986" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br />or typical hotne</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">ss?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpRR_r8_j56_8hc5uDWVG7qEG3pH6P0_95Wp3gfoXwMdAHxBJ4oDbUyl8_RWd6YuCPHDcTzQONDxWFx4xXWE4qThLlVmgVf1zPZv8jaFQXE0eJSLrNyLmqq_uu024Uxa4yASJb6yzqPkH/s1600/102922_res1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpRR_r8_j56_8hc5uDWVG7qEG3pH6P0_95Wp3gfoXwMdAHxBJ4oDbUyl8_RWd6YuCPHDcTzQONDxWFx4xXWE4qThLlVmgVf1zPZv8jaFQXE0eJSLrNyLmqq_uu024Uxa4yASJb6yzqPkH/s320/102922_res1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483735011462451330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Let's put our pretty little heads together and figure this one out!!! =) Pick which one you prefer and tell me why!<br /></div><br /></div><a href="http://s130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/?action=view&current=monroe1.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/amynmax/monroe1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Monroe Dawsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298179199203735910noreply@blogger.com7