C is for cartoons

Posted on by July 21, 2012

Is there anybody out there who didn’t spend Saturday mornings as a kid in front of the TV watching cartoons? I know I did. Even on black and white TV (yes, I’m that old ), cartoons were a staple, and the weekend didn’t really start until after the last “th-th-that’s all, folks” from Porky Pig.

But how good is your memory of those cartoons? I thought today it might be fun to have a cartoon quiz. How many of you know who spoke these famous lines?
1. “Yabba dabba doo”
2. “What’s up, Doc?”
3. “I tawt I taw a puddy tat”
4. “Exit, stage left”
5. “Boy, Ah say, boy”
6. “Andale! Arriba!”
7. “Beep beep!”
8. “”Don’t have a cow, man!”
9. “Sufferin’ succotash!”
10. “Be vewy vewy quiet, I’m hunting wabbits.”

So, how did you do? Get them all? If not, go here for the answers.

Cartoons have changed immensely in the past few years and every once in a while, I’ll watch a few minutes of Spongebob or Dora or one of the more “adult” animated shows on TV. But to me, none of them come close to those I grew up with. What about you? What was your favorite cartoon show?

 

B is for Books

Posted on by April 2, 2012

It’s spring cleaning time again. Time to deal with the mountains of books that have somehow overtaken my office. I’m sure they must be breeding, because I couldn’t possibly have bought them all. And the worst of it is, I haven’t even read most of them yet.

It’s painful for me to dispose of books, but my office is getting to the point where there’s no room left for me. This is the first pile to go. Trouble is, nobody wants them. The library won’t take them, the local hospital doesn’t want them, even the senior citizens’ building where my parents used to live and who used to love to see me show up with bags of books – they said “no thanks.” So what to do with them? Goodwill? If they don’t want them, there’s only one other option I can think of. It’ll kill me, but landfill, here they come.

Anyone have any other ideas? What do you do with your used books?

A is for Azalea

Posted on by April 1, 2012

Today is the first day of the 2012 A-Z Blog Challenge.

I love this azalea plant. It was given to me because my family knows I prefer plants and shrubs to cut flowers. I hate to see flowers die, and plants and shrubs can bring me years of enjoyment. It’s a shame we can’t leave these to grow outside in Canada but they won’t survive our harsh winters. I haven’t tried planting them outdoors for the summer and bringing them inside in the fall, but I’m thinking about it.

Those of you who live in the south are so lucky. Right now, I’m in South Carolina and azaleas are blooming everywhere. For me, I’ll have to be satisfied with my little plant.

What about you? Cut flowers or plants?

New release

Posted on by March 26, 2012

I’m so excited to announce the release of my latest romantic suspense novel, THE NEXT VICTIM. I spend a fair bit of time in Florida, and on one visit, we passed through a quaint beach village. I wondered “what if …?” and that was the beginning.

A killer is terrorizing a sleepy Florida beach town, and police chief Ben Carver is convinced his next target is Shannon Ames, the sexy reporter who lives in his apartment complex. As Ben works to prevent Shannon from becoming the next victim, he starts to feel emotions he’d long thought dead. But the secret Shannon carries could destroy any hope of a future together – and might even get her killed.

The Next Victim is available now on Amazon

H is for Hockey

Posted on by March 19, 2012

Until 1994, lacrosse was Canada’s official national sport but to most Canadians, hockey held that title. These days, hockey shares the official title. From Newfoundland to Vancouver Island, Canadians are passionate about their hockey, from the NHL-ers right down to the four and five-year-olds who are just learning to skate.

On Saturday night, hubster and I were invited to share a private box (complete with food and booze) with good friends to watch the Oshawa Generals play the Mississauga/St. Michael’s Majors. This is OHA Junior A, and some of these boys will be the NHL players we’ll be watching in years to come. Who knows, the next Bobby Orr or Wayne Gretzky might have been on the ice last night.

It was a first for me in more ways than one
– the first time I’d ever been to a hockey game where I didn’t personally know any of the players
– the first time I’d ever been to a hockey game and didn’t freeze to death
– the first time I’d ever been to a hockey game and was served and treated like a guest

I’m not much of a hockey fan, but I can tell you one thing. Watching from the luxury of a private box with good company, a drink in one hand and a plate of hors d’ouvres in the other was pretty darn nice. And the most surprising thing about the whole evening – I actually watched the game and enjoyed it!

Have a great day!
Margery

PS: I’m also blogging today at History Ink, a new group historical blog. Today, I’m talking about the criminals in my ancestry. If you have a moment, please stop by and say hello.

Six sentence Sunday – 3/18

Posted on by March 14, 2012

 
If you’re visiting for the first time, welcome. If you’re a regular, a big thank you. I love to hear your comments, so please don’t be shy. Tell me what you think. This week’s six are again from my latest release, Out of Time, available now on Amazon and Smashwords.

She’d never forget that voice.
Soft.
Tinny.
Yet something niggled at her, as if she should recognize it.
Chief Little was wrong. She could feel it somewhere deep inside.

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Top o’ the mornin’ ta ya

Posted on by July 21, 2012

An Irish blessing for my friends:

May you always have walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!