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Well, I Finally did it.  I finally made that necessary step of self marketing through social media! And I’m not talking about going viral either (laughs)…. I made a Facebook Authors page!!!  I know, I know, it should have been done ages ago. In my defense, I’m weird about Facebook.  (laughs again) Not much of a defense, but its true.

I keep my personal Facebook account private, (as I honestly feel that everyone should) and I refrain from posting more than one or two pictures every couple of months of my children. Call me paranoid, see if I care.  I’ve never understood the mom’s who put a hundred thousand pictures of their private lives and especially their kids on Facebook. Let’s just say, I am not that mom. I’m not necessarily saying its a bad thing, to each their own, and I absolutely love seeing my friends and families on…

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Hear Me Out; We Got Problems

Listen to the youth. Anything worth having is worth fighting for…but they need something to fight for…and with. It’s not about what we want, but what they need!

“If you are not a part of the solution, you are a part of the problem.”

― Eldridge Cleaver

Coffee, No Cow.

Hear me out; we got problems. We, or others, have undergone poverty, racism, water and food shortages, water contamination, animal abuse, kidnappers, rapists, terrorists, orphans, polluted resources, and countless other disadvantages to living in our modern world. If you haven’t noticed yet, we’re next in line for the throne, baby. Whether you’re ready to slay the dragon, save the damsel, or fight a war that you claim isn’t your own, we’re going out anyway. We have, or are currently receiving, years of education on our histories, our war tactics, our financial stability, religions, business, and many other valuable ideas, methods, and concepts. I doubt we would be receiving free education to such an extent if we weren’t going to need it to continue running the world, or say continue to mutilate it. I have attended school with some extraordinarily brilliant minds with mind-boggling notions. I am well aware that we are…

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National Rubber Ducky Day!

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(I’m absolutely devastated this post got stuck in my queue and didn’t post yesterday – probably because it was Friday, the 13th! Grrr! Welp! I ain’t afraid of no ghosts…or any other supernatural entity…simply to tired to scream, run, or care…so this post is still a ‘Go!’ Enjoy…and sing along!)

How is this even a holiday? Where did the rubber ducky come from? Who made the first rubber duck? (BTW, both spellings – ducky and duckie – are acceptable!)

The earliest patent for a rubber duck toy was in 1928 by Landon Smart Lawrence. His design was for a bath toy which was weighted and when tipped would return to its upright position. The sketch included with the patent was that of a duck.

Russian Sculptor Peter Ganine sculpted many animal figures. One, a duck, he later designed and patented in the 1940s, and reproduced it as a floating toy, of which over 50,000,000 were sold. Jim Henson popularized rubber ducks in 1969, performing the song “Rubber Duckie” as Ernie, a popular Muppet from Sesame Street.

Sales of the iconic yellow rubber ducky we’ve come to know today soared in Britain in 2001. Why? A British Tabloid, The Sun, reported Queen Elizabeth II had a rubber duck in her bathroom that wore an inflatable crown.

The rubber ducky became a Toy Hall of Fame inductee in 2013. Founded in 1998, the Hall of Fame has only inducted 52 other toys.

So who created Rubber Ducky? No one can say for sure. But I’m fond of Sesame Street, and according to a 1973 Sesame Street calendar, Rubber Duckie’s Birthday is January 13. A friend of Ernie and Big Bird, Duckie made his debut in a February 1970 episode. Plus, they had the cool song – so I’ll stick with them!

Rubber Duckie you’re the one

You make bath time lots of fun
Rubber Duckie I’m awfully fond of you

Rubber Duckie joy of joys
When I squeeze you, you make noise
Rubber Duckie you’re my very best friend it’s true
I find a little fellow who’s cute and yellow and chubby
Rub a dub dubby
Rubber Duckie you’re so fine and I’m lucky that you’re mine
Rubber Duckie I’d like a whole pond of you
Rubber Duckie I’m awfully fond of you

(Songwriter -JEFFREY A MOSS Published By Lyrics © T.S.E.C.)

“Hazel Darling: Sweetest Sister (The Ladies of Pistol Fanny’s, Book 1)” by Annie Rose Welch #Blog Tour

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Book Title: Hazel Darling: Sweetest Sister
Author: Annie Rose Welch
Genre: Romance
Release Date: December 14, 2016
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions


book blurb

Hazel Little Darling is hoping this is a recipe for a new start. Hazel is banking on a life full of flour, sugar, butter, and fairy tales to make all her dreams come true. A life far removed from the one she had been living—a life of secrets with her infamous gang of sisters. She swears off excess food, drinks, pills, and, boys, all in hopes of living the “good life.”

California brings the mysterious Tobias Jameson, who seems to materialize in the still of the night. Their fated rendezvous under the stars is a short one, leaving Hazel to draw her own conclusions about what exactly transpired between two passing souls. After their meeting, Hazel’s sure that she’ll never again see the handsome man who seemed to understand her without truly knowing her. Tobias has other plans, though, and he fights for a place in Hazel’s life— something Hazel has never experienced before and that makes her trust him even less. So when Hazel’s history is brought to light, she’s not sure whether her past will steal her happily ever after, or become the foundation of her life’s greatest recipe.

Her sweetest remedy, or nothing but a bitter goodbye.


Tobias studied Hazel’s eyes for a moment, but not even the fire of his gaze could penetrate Hazel’s stone wall. Years of masking her feelings had made her unreadable.

As the evening sun revolved into the depths of the sky, an outpouring of stars twinkled in the twilight’s den, over an ocean that had a pulse livelier than the two hearts that beat before it, Tobias pulled Hazel closer, putting his warm lips to hers, as if seeking answers by a deeper means, a means where words have no meaning.

A kiss cannot tell a lie.



meet the author

Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California).

Her passion for writing began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn’t stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.

When she’s not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. Deciding on a whim to hitch up those same wagons, Annie currently resides in Texas (where everything is bigger) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).

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