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In The Mood…

Ohmmm. I’m not sure what I’m in the mood for today. I must’ve blown a circuit or something on Saturday with my big writing day because ever since I’ve been dragging ass. I want to sleep. In fact, sleep is like the sexiest thing in the world to me right now. Like, if Gerard Butler, M. Shadows or Vin Diesel were to say, “Danica, would you like to come with me to my secret hideaway and so I can shower you with more pleasure than you could possibly handle?”

My response would be, “Eh, is there a comfy bed?”

Okay, maybe not. Cause those men are sexy! I’d probably latch onto them like Velcro and never let them go. “But we can be together forever! Oh look, it’s Vin/M. Shadows/Gerard.” (Because I can be fickle.)

Anyway, sleep sounds delicious. Except I keep having weird dreams. I suppose with RomantiCon coming up, my brain is trying to get me ready for it or something because I’ve had several dreams about the conference, or a conference, then more recently I’ve dreamed about doing squats. I’m talking about a gazillion squats. Is it any wonder I’m so tired when I wake up? I’m working out in my dreams!

So yeah, we need some music about dreams or sleeping or something. *thinks* Several songs came to mind, but they were all slow and depressing. So I chose this:

I do enjoy Stone Sour. A lot. And the title is fitting, isn’t it?

Hope y’all are sleeping more than I am!

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Daylight Savings Time and Men

Those really have nothing to do with each other. My brain is still in bed sleeping the sleep of the innocents. Or not so innocents.

I think y’all liked last week’s interview, right? That’s what it seemed like anyway. Which leads to part of today’s post. It’s fun searching and trying to track down men for the interviews. Unfortunately, it isn’t always easy. I have a couple of guys this month but I may not have them every week the way I’d like. To make sure I have enough to go around (I’m cracking up at myself), I’m going to stagger them a little. Maybe post fantasy men every other week.

For instance, next week we have one of the newest Cavemen to join Ellora’s Cave, Austin. Oh yeah, I have a new Caveman debuting right here on Unearthly Musings! After that? Well, I may have a Marine and fighter scheduled. *shivers* He’s something else. Seriously. So y’all don’t want to miss the upcoming Fantasy Men Interviews. And hopefully, that’s whetted your appetite and will have you coming back again and again. *rubs her hands together with a maniacal laugh*

There’s so much coming up really, that it sucks to have this Daylight Savings Time thing dragging me down. My great-nephew arrives on Thursday (yay!), the Big Cocks and Shamrocks Blog Hop starts on Sunday, my Scavenger Hunt for Dean’s List starts a week from today, Dean’s List comes out next Wednesday and then we have Easter right after that! And here I am having to prop my eyes open.

Heck, I had to nearly carry my dog out of bed because in her mind it was 4:30, not 5:30 when I rolled out of bed and flipped on the light. She blinked at me as though to say “Are you out of your mind, woman? It’s too early to go potty.”

The cat, who has to oversee my shower every morning, did not look happy to do so at such an early time. She sat on the counter glaring at me throughout the entire process. I could see her through the shower curtain. I felt like such an inconsiderate pet owner. Why was I up and making noise? Why was I making them get out of bed before they were ready? Didn’t they realize I stayed up later than usual to watch that Vikings show? (Which was really good, by the way.) How could I possibly justify going to bed late and waking up so early?

Well I don’t feel that bad really. Why should I? I’m going to be working all day to make enough money to keep them in good food and litter while they’re going to sleep all day. *mutters* I really need to win the lottery. Or find a rich man to take care of me. Do y’all know any who might be looking for a Cajun woman who prefers jeans to dresses, has a fingernail polish fetish, three pets, writes smut and loves men with beards? No? Me neither.

Happy Daylight Savings Time. Yeah, I’m shuddering at that phrase too. *mutters*


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Fantasy Man Friday

What a glorious day! What a great week it’s been! Yeah, you know it’s Friday. Thank goodness. (I’ll try to avoid using so many exclamation points, promise…oops, almost did it again.)

What was so great about this week? Well…I’ve written over 10k words on a story I started for NaNo that I ended up rewriting because it was going nowhere. Now I’m on track and with another 15k, I can wrap it up, send it to my wonderful CPs, and then to my agent once it’s revised. Yesterday began the build-up to the first love scene and I swear it made me light-headed. This was just the lead into the scene, mind you. I haven’t even started the love scene yet. I can only imagine how I’ll feel after I write that. I’ll probably need a cigarette *cackles*

Then I got a Top Pick 5 star review for Succubus-in-Waiting from Night Owl Reviews! Oops, there went another exclamation point. I didn’t expect it. I originally put my books up for reviews to build my author page on their website so when the e-mail came through all I could think was “oh man, this is gonna be bad”. To my surprise it wasn’t a bad thing at all. I love surprises like that.

And on top of all of this awesomeness, my new bed came in yesterday. I know, I blogged about it, Tweeted about it, but it’s just that wonderful. I was ready to go to sleep at 8 last night but forced myself to stay up until 9:30. When I was ready, I looked around for my dog and couldn’t find her. That sly little minx had climbed in the new bed and was sleeping before I was.

As for the bed…I woke up on the verge of song this morning. I only turned over once in the night which is rare for me. I’m a restless sleeper, flipping this way and that. That didn’t happen last night though. I woke up with only the minimum of fuss, mostly because the dog was whining since she felt it was time to go outside, and from there things were fantastic. I sang my way through my shower, getting ready, and had a long conversation with my dog as I dressed. I know she’s going to spend the entire day in bed. Her and the cat. They wait for me to leave so they can have the bed to themselves *mutters*

The only thing that would have made the bed better is if this had been in it:

But then you wouldn’t have heard from me today at all. I would’ve been too busy uh, helping him get comfortable. And the best way to do that is to remove all clothing. It’s true. It might even be scientific fact. What happens after that is a state secret and if I told you, well, bad things might happen. Needless to say we would not be having this conversation and I would not be sharing him with any of you. We’d be otherwise occupied.

So Happy Friday my friends! Have a safe weekend.


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