Friday, April 19, 2013


I'm so excited to be a part of this event. 

Today, I am helping two amazing writers reveal their book cover and to introduce you to an amazing story.

I had the privilege to read the first chapter of this book.
When I finished, I was in awe!  I wanted more! I wanted all of it and I wanted it right then. 

Branded (A Sinner's Series)

Written by:
Abi Ketner & Melissa Kalicicki

Twenty years ago the Commander came into power and murdered all who opposed him. In his warped mind, the seven deadly sins were the downfall of society. He created the Hole where sinners are branded according to their sins and might survive a few years. At best. 
Now LUST wraps around my neck like blue fingers strangling me. I’ve been accused of a crime I didn’t commit and now the Hole is my new home.

Darkness. Death. Violence. Pain.

Now every day is a fight for survival. But I won’t die. I won’t let them win.
The Hole can’t keep me. The Hole can’t break me.
I am more than my brand. I’m a fighter.
My name is Lexi Hamilton, and this is my story.

Abi Ketner Is a registered nurse with a passion for novels, the beaches of St. John, and her Philadelphia Phillies. A talented singer, Abi loves to go running and spend lots of time with her family. She currently resides in Lancaster, Pennsylvania with her husband, triplet daughters and two very spoiled dogs.

Melissa Kalicicki received her bachelor’s degree from Millersville University in 2003. She married, had two boys and currently lives in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Aside from reading and writing, her interests include running and mixed martial arts. She also remains an avid Cleveland sports fan. 

Abi and Missy met in the summer of 1999 at college orientation and have been best friends ever since. After college, they added jobs, husbands and kids to their lives, but they still found time for their friendship. Instead of hanging out on weekends, they went to dinner once a month and reviewed books. What started out as an enjoyable hobby has now become an incredible adventure.

The release date is TBD.
If you would like to stalk Missy an Abi please see links below.

I have a surprise for you!  The authors wanted me to share the first chapter of their book with you. Click the link below to start reading.  Enjoy!!

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Letting it all out!

I've decided to write down all my bitchy thoughts and rants throughout the month and make one post.
It really bothers me when I have more than one bitch ass post a month.

Beware, there may be a few that make no sense and will look like I'm going now where with this.
Well, that's because it's not going anywhere!  I want it out of me.

So here it goes...

**Please stop talking!

**No! That one blog post you think was about you was NOT. Let's make this perfectly clear.. I NEVER EVER think about you!

**Where is my wine??

**What the hell are you thinking? Have some fucking self-worth!

**I really need new bras? Where the hell did my boobs go?

**Dammit, I can't write when the kids talk all the damn time. Why don't they beleive me when I tell them there is actually a game called, "The Quiet Game."

**I can't hear the voices in my head when you're so loud!

**Why are people so critical of others? Go get laid!!

**I may be wrong but when someone writes a fiction book it means it's made up. It's someone's imagination. Why do dill-holes have to rip it apart because the author decided to leave out one landmark in a major city?  She/He didn't feel like they had to include it,who the fuck cares! Write your own damn book, shit base it off of that one landmark if you want.  The point of the fiction book is to sit back and enjoy it.  I think some people read just to look for mistakes!!
"Those who can, do; Those who can't; teach criticize"

**I'm doing some serious bra shopping this weekend!

**I think I may delete my Facebook!

**People keep tweeting me and I have no idea how to reply or how to send a tweet. 

**It's so freaking hot here! I know there are tons and tons of people up north who are shoveling their driveways still. Mind you I will NEVER live where there is snow. But, dammit can't we have spring? In Florida, it goes from Winter right to Summer!  Holy shit that's where my boobs went. I sweat those suckers right off!!

**Here's to people who don't like me because I use bad words! Screw you! Crap, that's wasn't a bad word. Let's try this again.. Bite my ASS!!  The name of my blog should clue you in that I actually do say and write bad words. 

Wow! You know what?  I feel better now. 

Thanks for reading, if you have anything you would like to bitch about feel free to comment. 

Sunday, April 14, 2013

How many kids do I have?

For the love of Sweet Potato Fries!!

Why do Dad's think it's funny to torment children?

Okay, maybe torment is a strong word... but hearing the screaming sounds is like torment to me.

I can't blame it all on Chris, my Dad used to do it too.

In my Dad's case..

Commercial just came on, time to tickle, chase or make us giggle uncontrollably.
He actually used to take his false teeth out and chase us with them. Yep, he was an old fart!

Oops.. commercial is over.

"Hush, you two! I can't hear my program."

Chris doesn't really care what's on T.V., If he gets a wild hair up his ass he's gonna share his energy with the little ones.  I love that Chris plays with the kids.  What gets my goose is that Emilie is 9 and do you know what it sounds like when a 9 year old girl screams?  I really believe the neighbors think she is getting murdered.  Really!

For some reason the kids hate when he acts like a robot.  So, he does it over and over.
"Ro-bot  co-ming to get An-drew.. beep, beep."  walking and turning his head like a freak-ass robot you really don't ever want to meet.

"No Daddy, Me not like da rowbot!"  Andrew cries as he making his way up my ass for safety.

All three of them go running down the hallway sounding like freaking bulls fighting each other and the walls.
We live in an apartment, an apartment that has thin walls, I can hear the neighbors I know sure as shit they can hear our drama seeping into their walls. I can see them now, holding on to their valuables so they don't topple over like they are experiencing an earthquake.

"Oh Fred, those youngins' are at it again!"

Thank God, we now have a boy he can rough-house with.  Andrew really can take it pretty well.

Chris used to try to wrestle with Emilie.
That didn't work out too well.

Emilie is one of those people who are even threatened with a tickle she laughs.. and if you do tickle her, her laughter soon will turn to tears and tears turn into rage. She gets up all red faced, drool hanging from her cheeks.
"DADDY, I DON'T LIKE TO BE TICKLED! AHHHHH!!!!"  She runs off to her room, but not before she let's out a scream that will make your eyelashes fall off and slams her door.

It ends the same way.
 "Good God! Can you all please shut the hell up!!"

Everyone scurries to their appropriate areas.

If I could only get them to rough-house, wrestle and play with out the blood curdling screams that come from the kids. And to make sure that freak of a robot impression never makes another appearance.

Thanks for reading.