<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:59:13.738-08:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><category term='traditional publishers'/><category term='erotic excerpt'/><category term='inspirational video'/><category term='peeping tom'/><category term='Dancing for Dollars'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='books'/><category term='RWA Conference'/><category term='games to play on parents'/><category term='six affairs'/><category term='interracial'/><category term='smashwords'/><category term='Thanks'/><category term='new release'/><category term='free ebook'/><category term='writing tips'/><category term='travel'/><category term='download'/><category term='husband and wife'/><category term='talking  dog'/><category term='German'/><category term='crazy men things'/><category term='video'/><category term='airplane crash'/><category term='free erotic'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='heroes'/><category term='Honor'/><category term='hospitals'/><category term='kids'/><category term='erotic novel'/><category term='humor'/><category term='romance'/><category term='Arrow Publishing'/><category term='recession'/><category term='world start'/><category term='Veterans Day'/><category term='bad'/><category term='multicultural'/><category term='Erotic short story'/><category term='missed opportunities'/><category term='culture'/><category term='prank'/><category term='Confessions'/><category term='ark'/><category term='erotica'/><category term='making lemonade'/><category term='romantic romp'/><category term='anthology'/><category term='IR multyicultural Arizona'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='multipartner'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='Florida'/><category term='Christmas present'/><category term='Noah'/><category term='voyeurism'/><category term='911 call'/><category term='short story'/><category term='waterbed'/><category term='fun new car'/><category term='happy thanksgiving'/><category term='parrot'/><category term='retirement locations'/><category term='free pdf'/><category term='joke'/><category term='computer tips'/><category term='dysfunctional familiy'/><category term='new cover'/><category term='myths'/><category term='snow'/><category term='love'/><category term='self-publication'/><category term='publisher closings'/><category term='US education'/><category term='feet'/><title type='text'>Candy Caine's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-9179524477372317355</id><published>2012-01-28T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:59:13.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six affairs'/><title type='text'>The Six Affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A friend sent me the following joke about six affairs. It was quite funny, so check it out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The1st Affair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A married man was having an affair with his secretary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day they went to her place and made love all afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, they fell asleep and woke up at 8 PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man hurriedly dressed and told his lover to take his shoes outside and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;rubthem in the grass and dirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put on his shoes and drove home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where have you been?' his wife demanded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can't lie to you,' he replied, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm having an affair with my secretary. We had sex all afternoon.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at his shoes and said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters but always talked about &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;havinga son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife got pregnant and delivered a healthy baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joyful father rushed to the nursery to see his new son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was horrified at the ugliest child he had ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told his wife: 'There's no way I can be the father of this baby. Look at the&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;twobeautiful daughters I fathered! Have you been fooling around behind my &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;back?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife smiled sweetly and replied: 'No, not this time!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A mortician was working late one night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz, about to be cremated, and made a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;startlingdiscovery. Schwartz had the largest private part he had ever seen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry Mr. Schwartz,' the mortician commented, 'I can't allow you to be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;crematedwith such an impressive private part. It must be saved for &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;posterity.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he removed it, stuffed it into his briefcase, and took it home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I have something to show you won't believe,' he said to his wife, opening &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;hisbriefcase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My God!' the wife exclaimed, 'Schwartz is dead!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;thefront door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hurry,' she said, 'stand in the corner.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rubbed baby oil all over him, then dusted him with talcum powder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't move until I tell you,' she said. 'Pretend you're a statue.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What's this?' the husband inquired as he entered the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh it's a statue,' she replied. 'The Smiths bought one and I liked it so I got&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;onefor us, too.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more was said, not even when they went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2 AM the husband got up, went to the kitchen and returned with a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;sandwichand a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here,' he said to the statue, 'have this. I stood like that for two days atthe &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Smithsand nobody offered me a damned thing.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A man walked into a cafe, went to the bar and ordered a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Certainly, Sir, that'll be one cent.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'One Cent?' the man exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced at the menu and asked: 'How much for a nice juicy steak and a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;bottleof wine?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A nickel,' the barman replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A nickel?' exclaimed the man. 'Where's the guy who owns this place?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartender replied: 'Upstairs, with my wife.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked: 'What's he doing upstairs with your wife?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartender replied: 'The same thing I'm doing to his business down here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th &amp;amp; Best Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up and said weakly: 'I have something I must confess.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'There's no need to, 'his wife replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No,' he insisted, 'I want to die in peace. I slept with your sister, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The1st Affair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A married man was having an affair with his secretary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day they went to her place and made love all afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, they fell asleep and woke up at 8 PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man hurriedly dressed and told his lover to take his shoes outside and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;rubthem in the grass and dirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put on his shoes and drove home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where have you been?' his wife demanded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can't lie to you,' he replied, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm having an affair with my secretary. We had sex all afternoon.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked down at his shoes and said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A middle-aged couple had two beautiful daughters but always talked about &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;havinga son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife got pregnant and delivered a healthy baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joyful father rushed to the nursery to see his new son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was horrified at the ugliest child he had ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told his wife: 'There's no way I can be the father of this baby. Look at the&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;twobeautiful daughters I fathered! Have you been fooling around behind my &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;back?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife smiled sweetly and replied: 'No, not this time!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A mortician was working late one night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He examined the body of Mr. Schwartz, about to be cremated, and made a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;startlingdiscovery. Schwartz had the largest private part he had ever seen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry Mr. Schwartz,' the mortician commented, 'I can't allow you to be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;crematedwith such an impressive private part. It must be saved for &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;posterity.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he removed it, stuffed it into his briefcase, and took it home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I have something to show you won't believe,' he said to his wife, opening &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;hisbriefcase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My God!' the wife exclaimed, 'Schwartz is dead!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;thefront door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hurry,' she said, 'stand in the corner.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rubbed baby oil all over him, then dusted him with talcum powder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't move until I tell you,' she said. 'Pretend you're a statue.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What's this?' the husband inquired as he entered the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh it's a statue,' she replied. 'The Smiths bought one and I liked it so I got&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;onefor us, too.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more was said, not even when they went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2 AM the husband got up, went to the kitchen and returned with a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;sandwichand a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here,' he said to the statue, 'have this. I stood like that for two days atthe &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Smithsand nobody offered me a damned thing.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A man walked into a cafe, went to the bar and ordered a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Certainly, Sir, that'll be one cent.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'One Cent?' the man exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced at the menu and asked: 'How much for a nice juicy steak and a &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;bottleof wine?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A nickel,' the barman replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A nickel?' exclaimed the man. 'Where's the guy who owns this place?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartender replied: 'Upstairs, with my wife.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked: 'What's he doing upstairs with your wife?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartender replied: 'The same thing I'm doing to his business down here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th &amp;amp; Best Affair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up and said weakly: 'I have something I must confess.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'There's no need to, 'his wife replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No,' he insisted, 'I want to die in peace. I slept with your sister, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yourbest friend, her best friend, and your mother!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I know,' she replied. 'Now just rest and let the poison work.'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1658081973msonormal" style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-9179524477372317355?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9179524477372317355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-affairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9179524477372317355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9179524477372317355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-affairs.html' title='The Six Affairs'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4975768474887739553</id><published>2012-01-27T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:50:20.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Check this Video out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/SKVcQnyEIT8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKVcQnyEIT8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKVcQnyEIT8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a wonderful video for evryone who enjoys books and the joy they bring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4975768474887739553?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4975768474887739553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/check-this-video-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4975768474887739553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4975768474887739553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/check-this-video-out.html' title='Check this Video out!'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5611959140528635846</id><published>2012-01-25T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:22:00.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Beat Goes On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a kid I used to listen to my parents complaining about&amp;nbsp;how tough life was compared to the way I had it. I never thought I'd ever agree with the following:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 59.85pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Subject:Growing up without a cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Ifyou are 36, or older, you might think this is hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribesabout how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walkingtwenty-five miles to school every morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Uphill....Barefoot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;BOTH ways...yadda, yadda,yadda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell Iwas going to lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;a bunch of crap like that on my kidsabout how hard I had it&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;and how easy they've got it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Butnow that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around andnotice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood,you live in a damn Utopia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;And I hate to say it, butyou kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to knowsomething, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in thecard catalog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with apen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Thenyou had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and itwould take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter offact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass!Nowhere was safe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, youhad to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ wouldusually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players!We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject"it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless.Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone andsomebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, youjust didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out oftouch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... notbeing in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right.Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had noidea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie,your drug dealer, the collection agent.... you just didn't know!!! You had topick it up and take your chances, mister! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games withhigh-resolution 3-D graphics! We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;hadthe Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'... Your screenguy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And therewere no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen.. Forever! And youcould never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster andfaster until you died! Just like LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! Youwere screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass andwalk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's theworld coming to?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons onSaturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK forcartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had touse the stove! Imagine that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;13)And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, noelectronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you weredoing chores! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Andcar seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If youwere lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last momentif she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that wasyour fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;See!That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy.You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;orany time before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;The Over 40 Crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5611959140528635846?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5611959140528635846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-beat-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5611959140528635846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5611959140528635846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-beat-goes-on.html' title='And the Beat Goes On'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-783935835268464042</id><published>2012-01-23T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T04:39:26.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST RELEASED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owbyox9kckY/Tx1S009EGGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/J2d8xOBnijk/s1600/CrazyLove-300dpi-logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owbyox9kckY/Tx1S009EGGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/J2d8xOBnijk/s320/CrazyLove-300dpi-logo.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out today at Lyrical Press, Amazon, B&amp;amp;N, ARe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAZY LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; an interracial romantic comedy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Candace Gold&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do for love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When Abby Minton agrees to host a book signing for Charles Greer in her bookstore, she doesn't expect she'll end up giving the man dating advice…or dating him herself! As she falls in love with Charles, she becomes more and more petrified that their relationship would be history if he ever met her dysfunctional family. Between her brother's failed bank heist interrupting Charles's book signing and roses from a persistent stalker making Charles think she's taken, their relationship is one mishap after another. But when Charles finally proposes, Abby is faced with the most ridiculous prospect of all: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;introducing him to her crazy family. The only solution is to hire actors to portray her family members. But will that just set them on the road to unending lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Amazon: &lt;a href="http://amzn.to/xMbu5k"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://amzn.to/xMbu5k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Lyrical Press: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/wr9H4H"&gt;http://bit.ly/wr9H4H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-783935835268464042?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/783935835268464042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-released.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/783935835268464042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/783935835268464042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-released.html' title='JUST RELEASED!'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owbyox9kckY/Tx1S009EGGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/J2d8xOBnijk/s72-c/CrazyLove-300dpi-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6575534183617096703</id><published>2012-01-23T04:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T04:29:20.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Words Never Wear Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;From a FEMALE teacher friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Once a teacher...... ALWAYS a teacher".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: blue; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; margin-left: 5px; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Subject: Sex and Good Grammar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="ecxAOLMsgPart_1_beb31ffe-4b50-466d-b345-305c931e0a7e"&gt;&lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="ecxyiv379701384"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="ecxyiv379701384ecxAOLMsgPart_1_95169c9a-b1f0-44c3-bcf6-07fc8ba564c6"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I will always remember this rule &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/05" /&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="ecxyiv379701384ecxAOLMsgPart_1_08d15c02-015e-4e0b-8fdd-edd24f3e7de8"&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxgmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxgmail_quote"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxMsoNormal" style="background-color: #e4e4e4;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Subject:&lt;span class="ecxApple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sex And Good Grammar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;For all my grammatically correct friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The certificate paid for a visit to a medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/11" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being persuaded, he drove to the reservation, handed his ticket to the medicine man and wondered what he was in for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man handed a potion to him, and with a grip on his shoulder, warned, "This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful and then say '1-2-3.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/16" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was encouraged. As he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"&lt;span class="ecxApple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" he responded,&lt;span class="ecxApple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full&lt;br /&gt;moon." &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/13" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very eager to see if it worked so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/02" /&gt;.&lt;span class="ecxApple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife became excited &lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/06" /&gt; and began throwing off her clothes&lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/04" /&gt; and then she asked "What was the 1-2-3 for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.&lt;img src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/0201e05fca/07" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxyiv379701384ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;=&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: blue; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; margin-left: 5px; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6575534183617096703?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6575534183617096703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/wise-words-never-wear-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6575534183617096703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6575534183617096703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/wise-words-never-wear-out.html' title='Wise Words Never Wear Out'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8730777854257825606</id><published>2012-01-18T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:44:47.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItzffcBXrVQ/Txb26iK90wI/AAAAAAAAAQs/j81UpelIbFA/s1600/SOPA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItzffcBXrVQ/Txb26iK90wI/AAAAAAAAAQs/j81UpelIbFA/s320/SOPA.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a writer, I hate piracy. Sure I'd like to stop it. However, not by allowing the government to control the Internet and as an extension, free speech. This bill should not be passed. Think of a stone thrown into a pond. The consequences of passing such a bill is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8730777854257825606?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8730777854257825606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-writer-i-hate-piracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8730777854257825606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8730777854257825606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-writer-i-hate-piracy.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItzffcBXrVQ/Txb26iK90wI/AAAAAAAAAQs/j81UpelIbFA/s72-c/SOPA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-42783574189183790</id><published>2012-01-11T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:11:47.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement locations'/><title type='text'>Retirement Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For those who need a little extra help with their decision on where to retire, here are some thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="mso-cellspacing: 0in; mso-padding-alt: 9.0pt 9.0pt 9.0pt 0in; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;  &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border: rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="mso-cellspacing: 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;    &lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border: rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;NEED HELP IN DECIDING WHERE TO RETIRE:&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to    Phoenix , Arizona where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;1. You are willing to park 3 blocks away    because you found shade. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    2. You've experienced condensation on your backside from the hot water in    the toilet bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    3. You can drive for 4 hours in one direction and never leave town. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    4. You have over 100 recipes for Mexican food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    5. You know that "dry heat" is comparable to what hits you in the    face when you open your oven door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    6. The 4 seasons are: tolerable, hot, really hot, and ARE YOU KIDDING    ME??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to California where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    1. You make over $250,000 and you still can't afford to buy a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    2. The fastest part of your commute is going down your driveway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    3. You know how to eat an artichoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    4. You drive your rented Mercedes to your neighborhood block party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    5. When someone asks you how far something is, you tell them how long it    will take to get there rather than how many miles away it is.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;6. The 4 seasons are: Fire, Flood, Mud, and Drought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to New York City where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1. You say "the city" and expect everyone to know    you mean Manhattan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2. You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get    from Columbus Circle to Battery Park, but can't find Wisconsin on a map.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. You think Central Park is "nature."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. You believe that being able to swear at people in their    own language makes you multi-lingual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5. You've worn out a car horn. (Ed. Note if you have a car).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;6. You think eye contact is an act of aggression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #1f0062;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;You    can retire to Minnesota where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;1. You only have    four spices: salt, pepper, ketchup, and Tabasco ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;2. Halloween    costumes fit over parkas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;3. You have more    than one recipe for casserole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;4. Sexy lingerie    is anything flannel with less than eight buttons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;5. The four    seasons are: winter, still winter, almost winter, and construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #984806; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent6; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;    &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff4040;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to the Deep South where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1. You can rent a movie and buy bait in the same store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2. "Y'all" is singular and "all y'all"    is plural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. "He needed killin" is a valid defense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. Everyone has 2 first names: Billy Bob, Jimmy Bob, Mary    Sue, Betty Jean, Mary Beth, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5. Everything is either "in yonder," "over    yonder" or "out yonder." It's important to know the    difference, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #603181;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to Colorado where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;You carry your $3,000 mountain bike atop your $500 car.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2. You tell your husband to pick up Granola on his way home    and so he stops at the day care center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. A pass does not involve a football or dating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. The top of your head is bald, but you still have a pony    tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can retire to the Midwest where...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1. You've never met any celebrities, but the mayor knows    your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a    tractor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. You have had to switch from "heat" to    "A/C" on the same day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. You end sentences with a preposition: "Where's my    coat at?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;    &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5. When asked how your trip was to any exotic place, you    say, "It was different!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3f621f; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #001fe2; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff42f9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;FINALLY You can retire to Florida ( The Best ) where:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.    You eat dinner at 3:15 in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2..    All purchases include a coupon of some kind -- even houses and cars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.    Everyone can recommend an excellent dermatologist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4.    Road construction never ends anywhere in the state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5.    Cars in front of you often appear to be driven by headless people&lt;span style="color: #ff0080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-42783574189183790?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/42783574189183790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/retirement-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/42783574189183790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/42783574189183790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/retirement-help.html' title='Retirement Help'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5880349021064331019</id><published>2012-01-09T04:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T04:45:59.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missed opportunities'/><title type='text'>Quotation of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was thinking about all my could haves, should haves and the like when I thought of something Lily Tomlin once said. Thanks to my best friend Google, I found it. It didn't make me fell better, but it sounded good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Don't be afraid of missing opportunities.Behind every failure is an opportunity somebody wishes they had missed."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5880349021064331019?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5880349021064331019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotation-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5880349021064331019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5880349021064331019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2012/01/quotation-of-day.html' title='Quotation of the Day'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2546024689476807762</id><published>2011-12-31T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:30:52.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wondercliparts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="New Year Graphics" border="0" src="http://www.wondercliparts.com/holidays/new_year/new_year_graphics_04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would like to take this time to wish everyone a very healthy and happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2546024689476807762?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2546024689476807762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-would-like-to-take-this-time-to-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2546024689476807762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2546024689476807762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-would-like-to-take-this-time-to-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5144253755574553781</id><published>2011-12-29T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T06:54:53.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW STORY FOR CANDACE GOLD</title><content type='html'>NOW OUT AT SMASHWORD'S IS CANDACE GOLD'S, THE BLIND DATE, WHICH WILL SOON BE AT ARe, KINDLE AND BARNES &amp;amp; NOBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdUJzhhO8XY/Tvx9jcDYecI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OdSnMvSxWcA/s1600/The+Blind+datesw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdUJzhhO8XY/Tvx9jcDYecI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OdSnMvSxWcA/s320/The+Blind+datesw.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Blind Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All blind dates are losers, Carla Harris thinks until she has &lt;br /&gt;another librarian, Melanie Gould, go on the date instead of &lt;br /&gt;her. When Melanie tells her the guy was handsome and &lt;br /&gt;charming, Carla wonders if she missed out on the date of &lt;br /&gt;her life and decides to check the guy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118135"&gt;http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118135&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5144253755574553781?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5144253755574553781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-story-for-candace-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5144253755574553781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5144253755574553781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-story-for-candace-gold.html' title='NEW STORY FOR CANDACE GOLD'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdUJzhhO8XY/Tvx9jcDYecI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OdSnMvSxWcA/s72-c/The+Blind+datesw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5874113899080511776</id><published>2011-12-27T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:59:38.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Q9dqjaTs780/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9dqjaTs780&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9dqjaTs780&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Wrap Christmas Presents With Aunt Chippy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5874113899080511776?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5874113899080511776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/really-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5874113899080511776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5874113899080511776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/really-funny.html' title='Really Funny'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7893400876521883190</id><published>2011-12-24T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T07:42:39.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwThWVKLggI/TvXyxGY393I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2bncgvteYFg/s1600/th_thetree.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwThWVKLggI/TvXyxGY393I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2bncgvteYFg/s1600/th_thetree.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7893400876521883190?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7893400876521883190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7893400876521883190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7893400876521883190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gwThWVKLggI/TvXyxGY393I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2bncgvteYFg/s72-c/th_thetree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-597017064274727933</id><published>2011-12-21T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:26:27.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely a Crowd Pleaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/vcmfCXwAFs4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcmfCXwAFs4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcmfCXwAFs4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-597017064274727933?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/597017064274727933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/definitely-crowd-pleaser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/597017064274727933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/597017064274727933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/definitely-crowd-pleaser.html' title='Definitely a Crowd Pleaser'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3670136865304178994</id><published>2011-12-21T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:13:14.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/CXgoJ0f5EsQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgoJ0f5EsQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgoJ0f5EsQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If this doesn't sound like my mother, I don't know what does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3670136865304178994?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3670136865304178994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/moms-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3670136865304178994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3670136865304178994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/moms-song.html' title='Mom&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6455742966181087183</id><published>2011-12-19T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:34:54.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband and wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas present'/><title type='text'>Is This Your Other Half?</title><content type='html'>A TOUCHING CHRISTMAS STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple was Christmas shopping at the mall on Christmas Eve and the mall was packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the mall the surprised wife looked up and noticed her husband was no where around and she was very upset because they had a lot to do. She used her cell phone to call her husband because she was so upset, to ask him where he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband in a calm voice said, "honey remember the jewelry store we went into 5 years ago where you fell in love with that diamond necklace that we could not afford and I told you that I would get it for you one day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife said crying, "yes I remember that jewelry store".&lt;br /&gt;He said, "well I'm in the bar next to it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6455742966181087183?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6455742966181087183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-this-your-other-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6455742966181087183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6455742966181087183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-this-your-other-half.html' title='Is This Your Other Half?'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-105420777595218475</id><published>2011-12-14T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:20:02.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now out at ARe</title><content type='html'>ON CLOUD NINE is now out at ARe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-oncloudnine-657369-144.html"&gt;https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-oncloudnine-657369-144.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwrB9yvwXSI/Tujn92ErA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/rLI8RC0BQkQ/s1600/onCloud+Nine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwrB9yvwXSI/Tujn92ErA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/rLI8RC0BQkQ/s320/onCloud+Nine.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The friction between Jerry Spencer, the anchor weathermanfor KWPR-TV, and his cameraperson, Sarah Jenkins, has been an ongoing thingfrom the moment they met two years before. Sent on assignment to cover a story,they get lost and stranded during a blizzard in the station’s van. Back at thestudio, bets were made on which of the two would kill the other. The outcomewas less predictable than the weather, to say the least.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-105420777595218475?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/105420777595218475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-out-at-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/105420777595218475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/105420777595218475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-out-at-are.html' title='Now out at ARe'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AwrB9yvwXSI/Tujn92ErA2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/rLI8RC0BQkQ/s72-c/onCloud+Nine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5768689181369778859</id><published>2011-12-06T06:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:00:34.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Candy's pretty happy for her alter ego, Candace Gold. Candace's novel, THE PROMISE has just been picked up by Noble Romance Publishing. What's it about? In a sentence you can say: It's Romeo and Juliet meet the Godfather. And no gnomes are involved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5768689181369778859?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5768689181369778859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/awesome-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5768689181369778859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5768689181369778859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/awesome-news.html' title='AWESOME NEWS!'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3707687377709859789</id><published>2011-12-04T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T06:30:00.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am published both with publishers and self-published for several months now. The difference in the royalties that I am making is unbelievable. I am making a helluva lot more doing it myself without going through a publisher. At first I thought it was the stories involved. One, being better received than the other, however, when I went to see where one of my novels was placed on the publisher's website, I had trouble finding it. If it's buried, it isn't going to sell. People have to see it. That's a form of impulse buying and it works. Most publishers ascribe to the "what have you done for me lately" school of thought. That means only the new or upcoming books are displayed. If people see it, they can buy it. it's as simple as that. Publishers have to keep their sites fresh and inviting. An author can only do so much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have another publisher who makes sure all her books can be seen easily. They move on a continually loop across the screen.  She also has them listed in more than one spot. Of course my books sell better with her. I still don't make as much as I do on my own, but at least, she knows how to market and I know she's working her butt off for her authors--all of them--not just the newly published ones. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The point of all this is to be aware of the fact that if your book isn't selling on some publisher's site, it may be the fault of the publisher and not because the book's a stinker. Keep that in mind when it comes time to renew your contract with the publisher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3707687377709859789?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3707687377709859789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3707687377709859789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3707687377709859789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/12/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-869846973928044774</id><published>2011-11-23T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T12:02:39.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder This</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Inner Peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can start the day without caffeine, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can take criticism and blame without resentment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can conquer tension without medical help,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can relax without alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...Then You Are Probably ......... The Family Dog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBn16SMu39g/Ts6i2IdFGnI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rKm8VbXmOsQ/s1600/attach%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBn16SMu39g/Ts6i2IdFGnI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rKm8VbXmOsQ/s320/attach%255B1%255D.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-869846973928044774?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/869846973928044774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/ponder-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/869846973928044774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/869846973928044774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/ponder-this.html' title='Ponder This'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBn16SMu39g/Ts6i2IdFGnI/AAAAAAAAAP8/rKm8VbXmOsQ/s72-c/attach%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4624162823163186186</id><published>2011-11-19T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:41:08.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story With a Moral</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;From one of many friends:In 1972, Joe Miller was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Tulsa Junior College .On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Joe approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Joe worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.The elephant turned to Joe, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Joe stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled.Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Joe never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.Thirty years later, Joe was walking through the Tulsa Zoo with his family. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Joe and his family were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Joe, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times, then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.Remembering the encounter in 1972, Joe could not help wondering if this was the same elephant... Joe summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing, and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Joe's legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.Probably wasn't the same elephant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4624162823163186186?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4624162823163186186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-with-moral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4624162823163186186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4624162823163186186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/story-with-moral.html' title='A Story With a Moral'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5902063648192712420</id><published>2011-11-19T04:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:27:03.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Think about this:As I was lying in bed pondering the problems of the world, I rapidly realized that I don't really care! It's the tortoise life for me! 1. If walking/cycling is good for your health, the postman would be immortal. 2. A whale swims all day, only eats fish, drinks water, and is fat. 3. A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years. 4. A tortoise doesn't run and does nothing, yet it lives for 450 years. And you tell me to exercise?? I don't think so.                                               Go around me! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5902063648192712420?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5902063648192712420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-to-ponder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5902063648192712420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5902063648192712420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to Ponder'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1453126941245084299</id><published>2011-11-11T07:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:32:06.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;BANK OF AMERICA, hmmm...&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;a href="https://uwc.webmail.optimum.net/attach/MessagefromBankofAmerica.wmv?sid=&amp;mbox=INBOX&amp;charset=escaped_unicode&amp;uid=107959&amp;number=4&amp;filename=MessagefromBankofAmerica.wmv"&gt;https://uwc.webmail.optimum.net/attach/MessagefromBankofAmerica.wmv?sid=&amp;mbox=INBOX&amp;charset=escaped_unicode&amp;uid=107959&amp;number=4&amp;filename=MessagefromBankofAmerica.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1453126941245084299?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1453126941245084299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/bank-of-america-hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1453126941245084299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1453126941245084299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/bank-of-america-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7003197954574820410</id><published>2011-11-11T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:56:13.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans Day'/><title type='text'>Giving Thanks and Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTvxchcemsY/Ts6hS-IOnuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h2sYuccqdXs/s1600/th_veterans_day_011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTvxchcemsY/Ts6hS-IOnuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h2sYuccqdXs/s1600/th_veterans_day_011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess I'm one of those people who still get teary-eyed when I sing the National Anthem. Despite our slipping in the world's favoritism poll, I'm still proud to be an American. Unfortunately, Veterans Day often means a day off from work or great shopping sales to many people. They have forgotten the true meaning of the holiday, which is to honor those men and women who serve our nation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad fought in World War II and received a purple heart. Being&amp;nbsp;a nutty kid, I flushed the medal down the toilet. That fortunately is a story for another day in the very distant future. When my father was in the army there was a draft. Today, we have a voluntary army. Those who wish to serve join. That's why we should give those who choose to do so our&amp;nbsp;heartfelt&amp;nbsp;gratitude and honor.&amp;nbsp;They protect us from the terrorists and other enemies seeking to do us harm. I couldn't do it, could you? It does take a brave person to run into harm's way. And we should honor them and give them all the help they need when they return to us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7003197954574820410?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7003197954574820410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/giving-thanks-and-honor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7003197954574820410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7003197954574820410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/giving-thanks-and-honor.html' title='Giving Thanks and Honor'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTvxchcemsY/Ts6hS-IOnuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h2sYuccqdXs/s72-c/th_veterans_day_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4837488098225532375</id><published>2011-11-07T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:26:20.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Today on my facebook page, a friend hadsent a great wall sign which made my Monday morning start off with a hugesmile. Thought I'd share so here it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDac8U2zxgE/Trfk_l-DC6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/NvP2OBajP0c/s1600/slinky%2Bslogan..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDac8U2zxgE/Trfk_l-DC6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/NvP2OBajP0c/s400/slinky%2Bslogan..jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4837488098225532375?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4837488098225532375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4837488098225532375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4837488098225532375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uDac8U2zxgE/Trfk_l-DC6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/NvP2OBajP0c/s72-c/slinky%2Bslogan..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8754086843128823358</id><published>2011-11-03T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:13:33.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News Release from Arrow Publications</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;v:shapetype coordsize="21600,21600" filled="f" id="_x0000_t75" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" stroked="f"&gt; 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margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Candy Caine: The Sweet &amp;amp; Sexy Side of Author CandaceGold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 3; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Erotica Author Releases New Novel,&lt;i&gt; Never is Not Forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;November 2, 2011—Bethesda, Maryland&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;v:shape alt="Never is Not Forever Cover" id="Picture_x0020_2" o:allowoverlap="f" o:spid="_x0000_s1026" style="height: 225pt; margin-left: 110pt; margin-top: 0px; mso-position-horizontal-relative: text; mso-position-horizontal: right; mso-position-vertical-relative: line; mso-position-vertical: absolute; mso-wrap-distance-bottom: 0; mso-wrap-distance-left: 15pt; mso-wrap-distance-right: 15pt; mso-wrap-distance-top: 0; mso-wrap-style: square; position: absolute; visibility: visible; width: 150pt; z-index: 1;" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt; &lt;v:imagedata o:title="Never is Not Forever Cover" src="file:///C:\Users\CANDACE\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\02\clip_image003.jpg"&gt; &lt;w:wrap anchory="line" type="square"&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;CandaceGold is a woman of many roles and moods: wife to Robert, mother to two grownsons, library assistant and more. When she sits down at her computer to writesteamy, erotic romances she channels her writing alter ego, Candy Caine.Writing as Caine, her new novel, &lt;i&gt;Never is Not Forever&lt;/i&gt;, was justpublished by Arrow Publications, LLC. The eBook is now available from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myromancestory.com/eBooks/library_story_view.php?storyID=305&amp;amp;format=previews" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;MyRomanceStory.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;,Amazon’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Never-Is-Not-Forever-ebook/dp/B005WW5TQ6" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kindle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; Store, Barnes and Noble’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/never-is-not-forever-candy-caine/1106752476?ean=2940013637771&amp;amp;itm=1&amp;amp;usri=never%2bis%2bnot%2bforever" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;NOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; Store, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-neverisnotforever-614532-144.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;All Romance eBooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/never-is-not-forever/id472995899?mt=11" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;iBookstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGKX9wwfIoE/TrMC3iPA3hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/A9URjCqamsE/s1600/Never+is+not+Forever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mGKX9wwfIoE/TrMC3iPA3hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/A9URjCqamsE/s320/Never+is+not+Forever.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Candy Caine is my edgier side,”explains Gold. “It's Candy who often writes the erotic stories that tend tocurl the hair on Candace's head. But no matter what I write, romanticconfessions or erotica, it's the story or plotline that is most important tome. It has to be a good story—especially when it comes to my erotica. I neverpresent sex for sex’s sake,” she adds. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Gold has written nearly 200 shortstories and several novels. She began her writing career writing children’s books.When she told her husband about her plans he broke into gales of laughter. “Itook his laughter as a kind of dare and began to write picture books. But mybiggest thrill in writing children’s books was being asked to contribute to the&lt;i&gt;Chicken Soup for the Kid’s Soul Anthology&lt;/i&gt;.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;As Gold’s writing evolved shedecided to take the plunge into writing for adults and began writingconfessions and erotica. &lt;i&gt;Never is Not Forever&lt;/i&gt;, her latest effort, is thestory of Claudia Brown, whose life is perfect except for one thing—she has nochildren. Realizing she could grow old alone, Claudia decides to have ababy—minus the attachment of a father. After an intensive search she finds theideal candidate for sperm donor. But things got complicated when she starts fallingin love with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“They say, every writer puts alittle of themselves in their stories, however with me, it’s a littledifferent. I find I’m jealous of my characters and want to have as much fun assome of them do,” says Gold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;As Candy Caine, Gold is also theauthor of &lt;i&gt;Christmas with a Stranger&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Dangerous Attractions&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Lovewith a Younger Man&lt;/i&gt;, which have all recently been updated and republished byArrow Publications. To find these books, search by title, the author’s name and“Arrow Publications” at MyRomanceStory.com, Amazon’s Kindle Store, Barnes andNoble’s NOOK Store, All Romance eBooks and the Apple App Store.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;About Arrow Publications, LLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrow Publications, LLC, is 27 year-old Bethesda, MD, publisher of fiction andnon-fiction books. Arrow also publishes the premier romance graphic novel site,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myromancestory.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;MyRomanceStory.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information contact: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:pwhite@arrowpub.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;pwhite@arrowpub.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8754086843128823358?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8754086843128823358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/news-release-from-arrow-publications.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8754086843128823358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8754086843128823358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/11/news-release-from-arrow-publications.html' title='News Release from Arrow Publications'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgoeK9fcYKM/TrMCldXfkkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cr174SyM548/s72-c/ArrowPubLOGO_cropped_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7419285775843723490</id><published>2011-10-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T08:09:40.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend of mind sent me an adorable Halloween card that made me laugh. I'm passing it on to share and hope you enjoy. Don't forget to Control/Click to start the link.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ak.imgag.com/imgag/product/preview/flash/bws8Shell.swf?ihost=http://ak.imgag.com/imgag&amp;amp;brandldrPath=/product/full/el/&amp;amp;cardNum=/product/full/ap/3125133/graphic1"&gt;http://ak.imgag.com/imgag/product/preview/flash/bws8Shell.swf?ihost=http://ak.imgag.com/imgag&amp;amp;brandldrPath=/product/full/el/&amp;amp;cardNum=/product/full/ap/3125133/graphic1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7419285775843723490?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7419285775843723490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween-friend-of-mind-sent-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7419285775843723490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7419285775843723490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween-friend-of-mind-sent-me.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4276466742469207684</id><published>2011-10-21T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T14:00:14.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Aware</title><content type='html'>I just went through a horrible time trying to get old books from a publisher that went out of business months ago down from Internet sites. Just because the publisher goes under, it doesn't mean that sites automatically remove books published by them. People still buy the books, and guess where the money goes? The author never sees any of it. When Lady Leo Publishing went out of business, I put a number of books up with Smashwords, knowing that I could always unpublish them and sign with another publisher. I ended up signing&amp;nbsp;contracts with Arrow Publications&amp;nbsp;for a few of them. Everything was rosy until someone found a cheaper version of the book on another site and told Amazon. Be aware that some sites take what seems like forever to correct this and only&amp;nbsp;if you go after them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBFCyZLM0p0/TqHc7En1G4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/c6DMafte_2U/s1600/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBFCyZLM0p0/TqHc7En1G4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/c6DMafte_2U/s320/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vfw1cZ6tBms/TqHcZ8R5m9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Jcps5eLzcN0/s1600/dangerousattraction-pat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vfw1cZ6tBms/TqHcZ8R5m9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/Jcps5eLzcN0/s320/dangerousattraction-pat.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_66xwxtEL_g/TqHcg8opNSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2VXphgaOUTs/s1600/christmasstranger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_66xwxtEL_g/TqHcg8opNSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2VXphgaOUTs/s320/christmasstranger.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'd like&amp;nbsp;everyone that Love With a Younger Man, Dangerous Attraction and Christmas With a Stranger&amp;nbsp;are now&amp;nbsp;published by Arrow Publications, a terrific publishing house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4276466742469207684?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4276466742469207684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-aware.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4276466742469207684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4276466742469207684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-aware.html' title='Be Aware'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBFCyZLM0p0/TqHc7En1G4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/c6DMafte_2U/s72-c/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2485150187064412012</id><published>2011-10-16T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T17:15:02.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright, Shiny...Gadgets</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I used to be a pen freak. (to a certain extent, I still am) Pens that were different and eye appealing, or those that wrote smoothly, caught my eye. It became an obsession and I had to have it. My younger son saved up his allowance and bought me a gold Cross pen for my birthday. He wanted me to sign my first book contract with that pen and happily I did. Now my house has drawers and containers full of pens--many of which still write. I also have a keychain and mug collection denoting places I've been. However, when technology entered my life I was a goner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have five laptops, ( maybe 3 work right, but I can't part with them) one netbook,( had 2, but gave the one that needed a new battery to my daughter-in-law) two PCs that actually work, (hubby uses one), a Nook, several MP3s, and an iphone. I'm almost certain that I'm leaving several items out and that's my point. I really don't have the time to use my Nook if I'm listening to a story and vice versa. However, I wouldn't be without either. I'm obsessing about getting an iPad2, but I think my husband might commit me if I actually got one. He doesn't understand my need to be able to download my email from anywhere. That's why on our last vacation, when my netbook stopped working wirelessly, I had to find the nearest Best Buy and replace it. (Just for the record the sales help in Kissimmee are very nice and helpful.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, the Kindle Fire looks really good. And my library now lends out Kindle ebooks as well as the epubs...&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2485150187064412012?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2485150187064412012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/bright-shinygadgets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2485150187064412012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2485150187064412012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/bright-shinygadgets.html' title='Bright, Shiny...Gadgets'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3781382434653934326</id><published>2011-10-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:10:11.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Release!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bz01kTkyHkA/TpemFXZIMeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/e5EuW5I9tD8/s1600/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bz01kTkyHkA/TpemFXZIMeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/e5EuW5I9tD8/s400/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NEVER IS NOT FOREVER was released tonight by Arrow Publishing. So far it can be found at the Arrow website at: My RomanceStory.com    &lt;a href="http://www.myromancestory.com/eBooks/library_story_view.php?storyID=305&amp;format=previews"&gt; http://www.myromancestory.com/eBooks/library_story_view.php?storyID=305&amp;format=previews&lt;/a&gt;andAll Romance eBooks: &lt;a href="https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-neverisnotforever-614532-144.html"&gt;https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-neverisnotforever-614532-144.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3781382434653934326?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3781382434653934326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/early-release.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3781382434653934326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3781382434653934326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/early-release.html' title='Early Release!'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bz01kTkyHkA/TpemFXZIMeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/e5EuW5I9tD8/s72-c/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3501231178820679140</id><published>2011-10-09T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:49:52.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrow Publishing'/><title type='text'>Release of Never Is Not Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbJAfDm_2Es/TpIIqYcfBtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iSnqh2NIY3w/s1600/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbJAfDm_2Es/TpIIqYcfBtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iSnqh2NIY3w/s400/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661597205767587538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was just informed that Arrow Publishing is releasing Candy's Never Is Not Forever the weekend of October 22.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3501231178820679140?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3501231178820679140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/release-of-never-is-not-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3501231178820679140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3501231178820679140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/release-of-never-is-not-forever.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Release of Never Is Not Forever&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbJAfDm_2Es/TpIIqYcfBtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iSnqh2NIY3w/s72-c/Never%2Bis%2Bnot%2BForever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4428249056622021890</id><published>2011-10-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:33:03.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditional publishers'/><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I'm not certain how many other writers, who have put up their backlist or other returned stories on Kindle, are comparing the royalties they're getting from publishers and that which are coming directly to them from Kindle. I know I am and the difference is astonishing. I'm getting practically nothing from several established publishers and selling an average of 15 stories a day the self-pubbed route. It makes you wonder why you should bother with the publishers at all. With that in mind, I'm going to have to make a decision what to do with my novels that are ready to go. Realistically, I need an eye-catching cover and an edited story. That I get when I sign with a publisher. However, I can hire an editor and a graphic artist. Lately, I've done some of my own covers. Even so, I might have to lay out some money, but will it be worth it? From the results I'm getting, I really think so. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4428249056622021890?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4428249056622021890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/crossroads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4428249056622021890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4428249056622021890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-901376781717920862</id><published>2011-10-03T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:33:38.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FIRST RECORDED SENIOR MOMENT in HISTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dkgAEMNzt_U/TopUMHLo1bI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RWNzp8A2lTs/s1600/ist%2Bsenior%2Bmoment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dkgAEMNzt_U/TopUMHLo1bI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RWNzp8A2lTs/s400/ist%2Bsenior%2Bmoment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And  that’s what happened to the  dinosaurs…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-901376781717920862?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/901376781717920862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-recorded-senior-moment-in-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/901376781717920862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/901376781717920862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-recorded-senior-moment-in-history.html' title='THE FIRST RECORDED SENIOR MOMENT in HISTORY'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dkgAEMNzt_U/TopUMHLo1bI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RWNzp8A2lTs/s72-c/ist%2Bsenior%2Bmoment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8690130962015410373</id><published>2011-10-02T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T13:43:36.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, I'm back from Florida. No, I wasn't there on vacation--wish I had been. My mom has heart problems and experienced cardiac arrest. However, she's a tough old bird and pulled through this round. Hopefully the hospital and the rehab center will fair as well. I learned several lessons while I was down in the not-so-sunny state. (It was nasty and poured every day and sometimes all day, except one.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first lesson was never to fly US Air ever again. Absolutely not. This hadn't been the first miserable experience I had with that airline, but I am positive that it will be the last. I wanted to be on the first flight down to Florida. My mother was in DelRay Medical Center, so I booked a flight to land in Ft. Lauderdale with a stopover in Philadelphia. My son accompanied me and helped me keep my sanity. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We left the house about six o'clock in the morning and drove to LaGuardia Airport. The flight was supposed to take off at 9:30 AM, but they delayed it to 10 o'clock and then 10:15 AM before they told us we can no longer go to Ft. Lauderdale. The reason for that was we had missed our connecting flight to Philadelphia. The next flight going to Ft. Lauderdale would bring us there around 10:00 PM. We were told to go halfway across the terminal to another gate to speak to someone to help us. To make a long story short, we walked away from this crazy person who was going to reroute us via 2 more stops with one being Washington DC and some other place I can't even remember. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We ended up flying down to Miami via Philadelphia. Luckily for us, I had a friend who lived there and we crashed with her. We arrived in Miami around 8:30 PM. This was able to happen after arguing with the car rental agency to have our car picked up in Miami instead of Ft. Lauderdale. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next day we drove to the hospital, hooked up with my brother and sister, saw my mother in the ICU and then went to the condo in Boca Raton where we were staying and signed in. The place wasn't too far, which was good, because we ended up driving back and forth every day, sometimes twice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skipping to 6 days later, I left my mom in rehab and drove to the airport with my son to go home. The flight from Ft. Lauderdale to Philadephia went off without a hitch. We never got out of Philadelphia, which I now believe is the black hole of airline passengers. Once you land there, you're stuck--if you're flying US Air. Our 7:30 flight ended up to be 10:30PM. I got back home at 1:30 AM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also learned that when people get old, they often become testy, possessing the patience of a flea, if they have that much. While my own mother was complaining,( a good sign she was feeling better) the woman in the next cubicle in the ICU was yelling at her poor daughter. I already told my son to shoot me if I begin to act that way. However, the highlight of being there happened on the second day. The doors to the ICU swing outward to allow the entrance of people. There is a large sign warning people of this. There is absolutely no way to miss it. It is also written in Spanish. We all stared in awe at the following scene:&amp;nbsp; We all heard a loud bang. A woman had been standing too close to the doors was hit by them. She fell on her elbow, which had been operated upon recently. She kept telling the nurses who went to her aid that the door had tried to kill her. One nurse admonished her and told her she'd been here before and should have known about the door. Of course she maintained it had been the fault of the doors and not her disregarding the sign. She was taken away to be patched up and on her way out, refused to go through the door. There was no way she could leave without going through that type door. Finally, she went over to a doctor standing at the desk and told him that the door had tried to kill her. His reply was classic. "Well then, now you're safe. You see, the door only tries to kill a person once a day."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess getting old isn't fun sometimes. However, I know my mom will be out of rehab soon. She hates it there and complains thatall the nurses are mean and hate her. Nursing is such a hard job. It really takes a strong person to put up with all the feisty patients. Luckily for them, they have a lot of patience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8690130962015410373?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8690130962015410373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8690130962015410373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8690130962015410373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4863337478704710862</id><published>2011-09-17T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T19:36:32.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffalo, NY</title><content type='html'>Last week I went upstate to a wedding in Buffalo, NY. Buffalo is a very old city and some of its office buildings downtown are architectural masterpieces. Personally, I love old buildings. They have such character unlike the glass and chrome of most modern buildings. The Rand Building, The Liberty Building and City Hall&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rmcmCHRuCA/TnVYUAVHVoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ExqmbkCga5g/s1600/100px-10_Lafayette_Square_and_Rand_Building_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" width="100" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rmcmCHRuCA/TnVYUAVHVoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ExqmbkCga5g/s400/100px-10_Lafayette_Square_and_Rand_Building_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVNkB_jVHaE/TnVYivS1fCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vlAGrlvxO24/s1600/100px-Liberty_Building.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" width="100" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVNkB_jVHaE/TnVYivS1fCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/vlAGrlvxO24/s400/100px-Liberty_Building.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsHjjFQPb1I/TnVYyc2QHpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zpBKPdF8G74/s1600/entirecityhall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" width="80" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsHjjFQPb1I/TnVYyc2QHpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zpBKPdF8G74/s400/entirecityhall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Buffalo and Erie County Naval &amp; Military Park is located down by the marina. There you'll see a WWII museum along with a PT Boat, The USS Sullivan, the USS Little Rock and the Croaker which is a submarine.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTyQwp25Y0M/TnVQfXJv4mI/AAAAAAAAANs/shaGAS5CnPk/s1600/naval%2Bship.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTyQwp25Y0M/TnVQfXJv4mI/AAAAAAAAANs/shaGAS5CnPk/s400/naval%2Bship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oBTFoLN7dY/TnVL1wh9PmI/AAAAAAAAANU/Ewhztx98GNA/s1600/P1010049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oBTFoLN7dY/TnVL1wh9PmI/AAAAAAAAANU/Ewhztx98GNA/s400/P1010049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IQq8D1HFAs/TnVMKa0pvZI/AAAAAAAAANc/soCFYcMaQcw/s1600/P1010052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IQq8D1HFAs/TnVMKa0pvZI/AAAAAAAAANc/soCFYcMaQcw/s400/P1010052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seOel7p8ZE0/TnVMaImUUyI/AAAAAAAAANk/U2TcN6cluxk/s1600/P1010061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-seOel7p8ZE0/TnVMaImUUyI/AAAAAAAAANk/U2TcN6cluxk/s400/P1010061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course we explored th American side of Niagara Falls and the Canadian side which can be seen in the above pictures.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4863337478704710862?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4863337478704710862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/buffalo-ny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4863337478704710862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4863337478704710862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/buffalo-ny.html' title='Buffalo, NY'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rmcmCHRuCA/TnVYUAVHVoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ExqmbkCga5g/s72-c/100px-10_Lafayette_Square_and_Rand_Building_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8976333553342506040</id><published>2011-09-14T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T05:32:44.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just returned home from a wedding in Buffalo, NY. Getting there was half the fun. I revisited Howe Cavern, saw the gorgeous Letchworth State Park, Alexandria Bay in the Thousand Islands region and Boldt Castle, Grand and Goat Island which is on the American side of the Falls and of course, Niagara Falls from the Canadian side. It rained practically every day. I promise to download and share the pictures. The wedding was lovely, but the drive home back to Long Island, all in one day, wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the release of Dancing For Dollars. It should have been out on Sept. 5th. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3gGMvRTv9I/TnCeay7qESI/AAAAAAAAANE/ETYQTbLluL4/s1600/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3gGMvRTv9I/TnCeay7qESI/AAAAAAAAANE/ETYQTbLluL4/s400/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkktd-H92XM/TnCewu44k-I/AAAAAAAAANM/_IAGBMS_S-M/s1600/peeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="309" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkktd-H92XM/TnCewu44k-I/AAAAAAAAANM/_IAGBMS_S-M/s400/peeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you haven't downloaded my freebie at Smashwords, do so. It's called, My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/84927"&gt;https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/84927&lt;/a&gt;. It has over 500 downloads since I put it up on the 1st. It's my way of saying thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8976333553342506040?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8976333553342506040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-returned-home-from-wedding-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8976333553342506040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8976333553342506040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-returned-home-from-wedding-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3gGMvRTv9I/TnCeay7qESI/AAAAAAAAANE/ETYQTbLluL4/s72-c/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7578441161490503554</id><published>2011-09-06T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T05:40:13.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>How Do You Know the Recession is Serious?</title><content type='html'>The recession has hit everybody really hard... My neighbor got a pre-declined credit card in the mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wives are having sex with their husbands because they can't afford batteries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEO's are now playing miniature golf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exxon-Mobil laid off 25 Congressmen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stripper was killed when her audience showered her with rolls of pennies while she danced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a Mormon with only one wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the bank returns your check marked "Insufficient Funds," you call them and ask if they meant you or them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's is selling the 1/4 ouncer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie adopted a child from America . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents in Beverly Hills fired their nannies and learned their children's names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truckload of Americans was caught sneaking into Mexico ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture is now only worth 200 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bill and Hillary travel together, they now have to share a room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Treasure Island casino in Las Vegas is now managed by Somali pirates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congress says they are looking into this Bernard Madoff scandal. Oh Great! The guy who made $50 Billion disappear is being investigated by the people who made $1.5 Trillion disappear! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally.... I was so depressed last night thinking about the economy, wars, jobs, my savings, Social Security, retirement funds, etc., I called the Suicide Hotline. I got a call center in Pakistan , and when I told them I was suicidal, they got all excited, and asked if I could drive a truck. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7578441161490503554?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7578441161490503554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-do-you-know-recession-is-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7578441161490503554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7578441161490503554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-do-you-know-recession-is-serious.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;How Do You Know the Recession is Serious?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2038955831610597023</id><published>2011-09-05T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T07:17:09.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyeurism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='download'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free erotic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, I'm waiting for DANCING FOR DOLLARS to be released by Aspen Mountain Press. It should be quite soon, since today was supposed to be the big day. I'll keep everyone posted on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, over five hundred people have taken advantage of downloading MY NEIGHBOR WAS A PEEPING TOM which is a free download at Smashwords and ARe. Here are the links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/84927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-myneighborwasapeepingtom-598706-144.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's free and there are absolutely no strings attached. It's my way of saying thank you. So if you're into a fast erotic read, go for it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2038955831610597023?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2038955831610597023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2038955831610597023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2038955831610597023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/09/catching-up.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Catching up&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8391260095157574168</id><published>2011-08-31T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:26:16.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five More Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyr_TE1iIq4/Tl5EJZJpaQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3WCu3avxEp4/s1600/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyr_TE1iIq4/Tl5EJZJpaQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3WCu3avxEp4/s400/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647025910930041090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE MORE DAYS UNTIL ITS RELEASE BY ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8391260095157574168?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8391260095157574168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-more-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8391260095157574168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8391260095157574168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/five-more-days.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Five More Days&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyr_TE1iIq4/Tl5EJZJpaQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3WCu3avxEp4/s72-c/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-513372743867448973</id><published>2011-08-31T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:23:14.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smashwords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeping tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free ebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erotic short story'/><title type='text'>My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAzV0eamdVg/Tl5AZJkSDAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9JBNLpF3MHU/s1600/peeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAzV0eamdVg/Tl5AZJkSDAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9JBNLpF3MHU/s400/peeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647021783578184706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom is now out in all ebook forms at SMASHWORDS. Not only is it a way to thank those readers who have purchased my stories in the past, but also a chance for those who haven't to read a sample of my work and see what's going on in Candyland. It was the picture for the cover that first put the idea in my head. Surfing the royalty free pix on the net, I saw him and had to use it. I hope everyone enjoys it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-513372743867448973?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/513372743867448973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-neighbor-was-peeping-tom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/513372743867448973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/513372743867448973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-neighbor-was-peeping-tom.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAzV0eamdVg/Tl5AZJkSDAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9JBNLpF3MHU/s72-c/peeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2204052185676780894</id><published>2011-08-29T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T08:01:28.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic excerpt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free pdf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peeping tom'/><title type='text'>Free PDF at ARe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3KUDMm4WN0/TlupWm7t6_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/uYEeuO5dro0/s1600/peeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3KUDMm4WN0/TlupWm7t6_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/uYEeuO5dro0/s400/peeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646292763712285682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eBook Details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; By: Candy Caine | Other books by Candy Caine&lt;br /&gt; Published By: Candace Gold&lt;br /&gt; Published: Aug 28, 2011 &lt;br /&gt;ISBN # 0983595380 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 4,600&lt;br /&gt; Heat Index      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: $0.00&lt;br /&gt;Available in: Adobe Acrobat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Categories: Erotica Free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description&lt;br /&gt; Jill Bond sometimes feels that she’s being watched when she exercises in her den, but thinks it’s her imagination playing tricks on her. Being a writer, she could have had one too many deadlines. She also has more pressing things on her mind like kick-starting the sex in her marriage. Looking forward to celebrating her anniversary with dinner at a new seafood restaurant, followed by a night of steamy, monkey sex, she unfortunately passes out from too much wine. The next night, she is able to make it up to her husband, Jay, and they really get their groove on. The following night, to keep the hot sex continuing, Jay brings home a porno flick. Their sex sizzles and they vow to never let it slip into the doldrums again. A few months later, when there’s nothing decent to watch on TV, they pick up two movies. Jill selects Casablanca, while Jay grabs a skin flick. They watch her movie first and then the movie Jay had selected—which turns out to be one they’d never forget. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader Rating:  Not rated (0 Ratings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensuality Rating:   Not rated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags for this product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemporary, erotic, romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt; MY NEIGHBOR WAS A PEEPING TOM&lt;br /&gt; By&lt;br /&gt; Candy Caine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped down to my bra and panties, I was stretching on my den floor doing my yoga exercises. As a novelist, I believed limbering one’s body also exercised their mind making them a better writer. Suddenly, I got the awful sensation that I was being watched. I could almost feel their eyes slowly slipping down my body as a feeling of violation rose within me.&lt;br /&gt; Scrambling to my feet, I peered out the glass sliding doors, but no one was out there. I quickly slipped into my robe and stepped outside to look around more thoroughly. A lone crow standing on the picnic table cawed at me in disgust for disturbing him as he picked at a crumb. He seemed to be the only thing around. My house was a small ranch, in a cul-de-sac, surrounded on two sides by woods. And if that wasn’t private enough, a solid six-foot fence ran the entire perimeter of the backyard. Could it have been my imagination? &lt;br /&gt;Then I recalled I’d gotten the same eerie feeling last week while I was vacuuming the living room rug in shorts and a halter top. At first I thought I might be going crazy, perhaps losing the last remaining parts of a once sane mind—the obvious result of too many deadlines. However, this was the second time I felt violated in such a manner. But then, why would anyone want to watch me vacuum a rug or do yoga exercises? It wasn’t as if I was doing it in the nude. &lt;br /&gt;Strange, I thought, really strange. Even so, with this second incident, dare I write it off as the result of an overworked, feverish mind?&lt;br /&gt; By the time my husband, Jay, came home, I’d forgotten all about the episode. It was our fourth anniversary and we were going out to dinner to celebrate. Jay had made reservations at the new restaurant on Johnson Avenue. He’d heard it served great seafood, which we both loved.&lt;br /&gt; Our anniversary celebration couldn’t have come at a better time. Jay and I desperately needed some quality time together. He’d been working long hours and I was trying to forge ahead with my writing career. Along with that, we’d reached an impasse in our relationship and boredom had settled in. We seriously needed something to spice up our sex life. Therefore, we were both looking forward to this romantic dinner and then, a well-deserved and sorely missed, good time in bed.&lt;br /&gt; It's almost comical now, but nearly a month ago, I attempted to seduce Jay. Not willing to sit back and watch my marriage trickle down the drain, I decided to do something about it. I’d read, from cover-to-cover, a book on how to seduce your man and embark on an exciting sex-life. Following one of the suggestions I’d just gotten Jay into bed and disappeared into the bathroom for a minute. When I emerged dressed in my provocative peignoir, my red hair cascading down my shoulders, I intended to rock his socks off. Unfortunately, during the short time I was gone, Jay had fallen sound asleep. I was so frustrated that I didn’t care if he was awake or not.&lt;br /&gt; I stroked his balls with one hand while I took his flaccid cock into my mouth and sucked life into it. When it became hard, which didn’t take long, I lowered myself down onto it and slowly began to pump up and down as I planted silken kisses along his chest. A huge smile appeared on Jay’s face, but he remained asleep. Men are such remarkable creatures, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt; Still in control, I continued humping his pole until I’d had an orgasm. Hey, it would have been nice if he helped a little, but who’s complaining. At least I fell asleep satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Neighbor Was a Peeping Tom&lt;br /&gt;By: Candy Caine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2204052185676780894?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2204052185676780894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/free-pdf-at-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2204052185676780894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2204052185676780894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/free-pdf-at-are.html' title='Free PDF at ARe'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3KUDMm4WN0/TlupWm7t6_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/uYEeuO5dro0/s72-c/peeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7037241277604749445</id><published>2011-08-28T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T11:40:31.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Irene</title><content type='html'>Though there's still substantial wind, Hurricane Irene has basically come and gone from my area of Long Island. The only damage we sustained were broken tree limbs. My family and I have a great deal to be thankful for because many other parts of the island remain under water. This hurricane is just another marker in the crazy weather the United States has been having. The debasting tornados and flooding has caused its share of damage. And living on the east coast, I experienced the aftershock of an earthquake. Too bad the terrorists aren't more patient. It seems that Mother Nature is destroying the country on Her own. It makes me wonder who had the audacity to piss her off enough to cause all this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to those who were not as fortunate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7037241277604749445?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7037241277604749445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/hurricane-irene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7037241277604749445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7037241277604749445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/hurricane-irene.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Hurricane Irene&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6130465863797989175</id><published>2011-08-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:28:41.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Npx_Qiq7xoM/TlKRpFMzlCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QwgYkGw7aic/s1600/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Npx_Qiq7xoM/TlKRpFMzlCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QwgYkGw7aic/s400/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643733418005206050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a hot new cover for LOVE WITH A YOUNGER MAN. I just love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6130465863797989175?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6130465863797989175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6130465863797989175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6130465863797989175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-cover.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;new cover&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Npx_Qiq7xoM/TlKRpFMzlCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QwgYkGw7aic/s72-c/youngerman%2525202%252520copy%252520%25286%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-432573625959695454</id><published>2011-08-21T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:51:45.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ark'/><title type='text'>If Noah had to build an ark today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;With all the torrential rainfall we've had lately, I thought about Noah and what would happen if God asked him to build an ark today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOAH TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEhJ_aqYhWM/TlG5uQMd_6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/YyF0bhUEH2w/s1600/rain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEhJ_aqYhWM/TlG5uQMd_6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/YyF0bhUEH2w/s400/rain.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496012344328098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 2011, the Lord came unto Noah,who was now living in America and said:&lt;br /&gt;"Once again, the earth has become wicked and over&lt;br /&gt;-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me.""Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing&lt;br /&gt;along with a few good humans."He gave Noah the blueprints, saying:&lt;br /&gt;"You have 6 months to build the Ark before I will&lt;br /&gt;start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck7b-dvCCnY/TlG6Xg0oZaI/AAAAAAAAATY/Rb_0s_BzqJs/s1600/rain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck7b-dvCCnY/TlG6Xg0oZaI/AAAAAAAAATY/Rb_0s_BzqJs/s400/rain2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643496721182385570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah&lt;br /&gt;weeping in his yard - but no Ark."Noah!," He roared, "I'm about to start the rain!&lt;br /&gt;Where is the Ark?""Forgive me, Lord," begged Noah, "but things have changed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0aZj1dNVh0/TlG7q2NjTII/AAAAAAAAATg/rtVF2pMVmvI/s1600/rain3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: &lt;br /&gt;400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0aZj1dNVh0/TlG7q2NjTII/AAAAAAAAATg/rtVF2pMVmvI/s400/rain3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498152853195906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I needed a Building Permit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTfpCIiWMSI/TlG8NyQGeoI/AAAAAAAAATo/UIuxOjbOQ6E/s1600/rain5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTfpCIiWMSI/TlG8NyQGeoI/AAAAAAAAATo/UIuxOjbOQ6E/s400/rain5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643498753085569666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been arguing with the Boat Inspector about the need for a sprinkler system."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06UEKfhzMUs/TlG8lJsYV8I/AAAAAAAAATw/KdYtf96MDLo/s1600/rain6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06UEKfhzMUs/TlG8lJsYV8I/AAAAAAAAATw/KdYtf96MDLo/s400/rain6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499154515187650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My neighbors claim that I've violated the&lt;br /&gt;neighborhood by-laws by building the Ark in my&lt;br /&gt;back yard and exceeding the height limitations. We had to&lt;br /&gt;go to the local Planning Committee for a decision."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AmuGt1Nvzg/TlG88Uwa9lI/AAAAAAAAAT4/m2bmiXtgNlw/s1600/rain7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AmuGt1Nvzg/TlG88Uwa9lI/AAAAAAAAAT4/m2bmiXtgNlw/s400/rain7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499552621917778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then the local Council and the Electricity Company demanded a shed load of money for the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark's move to the sea. I told them&lt;br /&gt;that the sea would be coming to us, but they would hear none of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abG6vyBx64w/TlG9Tn_MEzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3sjYGIK8BHU/s1600/rain8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abG6vyBx64w/TlG9Tn_MEzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3sjYGIK8BHU/s400/rain8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643499952921121586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Getting the wood was another problem. There's a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the Greater Spotted Barn Owl.""I tried to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn_Xdx2KMls/TlG9nkAjddI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dscFoJoLEPc/s1600/rain9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointercursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn_Xdx2KMls/TlG9nkAjddI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dscFoJoLEPc/s400/rain9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643500295450490322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I started gathering the animals the ASPCA took me to court. They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. They argued the accommodations were too restrictive, and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NAWePPhivrc/TlG-ByHxp8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bKGpgs8SyI8/s1600/rain10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NAWePPhivrc/TlG-ByHxp8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bKGpgs8SyI8/s400/rain10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643500745915475906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then the Environmental Agency ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCxggwpKwgc/TlG-WxpnYbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/vCNPtZ4EzGE/s1600/rain11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCxggwpKwgc/TlG-WxpnYbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/vCNPtZ4EzGE/s400/rain11.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643501106566226354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the&lt;br /&gt;Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I'm&lt;br /&gt;supposed to hire for my building crew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lBCB4jf1JUU/TlG-uR54ZrI/AAAAAAAAAUg/I48qk7Rgtrk/s1600/rain12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lBCB4jf1JUU/TlG-uR54ZrI/AAAAAAAAAUg/I48qk7Rgtrk/s400/rain12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643501510361376434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Immigration Dept. is checking the&lt;br /&gt;visa status of most of the people who want to work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXb6i03ztL4/TlG_zSCokNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/lggMy3xMYIk/s1600/rain12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OXb6i03ztL4/TlG_zSCokNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/lggMy3xMYIk/s400/rain12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643502695809061074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The trade unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GpOiLNRF3o/TlHALu77LCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/T8hMHRaVeT4/s1600/rain13.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GpOiLNRF3o/TlHALu77LCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/T8hMHRaVeT4/s400/rain13.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643503115882408994" gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643503115882408994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UlEbckTogIY/TlHAe-EoIPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LICAdcYQ-7M/s1600/rain14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UlEbckTogIY/TlHAe-EoIPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LICAdcYQ-7M/s400/rain14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643503446362956018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10 years for me to finish this Ark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiOu49bzBhQ/TlHAzBAyK8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/dU6RbHyY3SE/s1600/rain15.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiOu49bzBhQ/TlHAzBAyK8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/dU6RbHyY3SE/s400/rain15.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643503790749526978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4wTbGeG1IA/TlHBJdJTU_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0xlCXI__k8E/s1600/rain16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4wTbGeG1IA/TlHBJdJTU_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0xlCXI__k8E/s400/rain16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643504176258569202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "You mean you're not going to destroy the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np3mu2hfraE/TlHBdB53i4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6IafnyUklWs/s1600/rain17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np3mu2hfraE/TlHBdB53i4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/6IafnyUklWs/s400/rain17.jpg" border="0" alt =""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643504512543460226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," said the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;" The Government beat me to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-432573625959695454?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/432573625959695454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-noah-had-to-build-ark-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/432573625959695454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/432573625959695454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-noah-had-to-build-ark-today.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;If Noah had to build an ark today&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEhJ_aqYhWM/TlG5uQMd_6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/YyF0bhUEH2w/s72-c/rain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5621286991686850064</id><published>2011-08-14T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T06:54:34.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband and wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Need A Good Laugh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lately, I find very little to laugh about. Between the things happening in Europe and the Middle East to what's happening right here in the US, I find myself frustrated to the point of tears. But you'll find no political rant here--only a few jokes to make you chuckle. I know, if I wrote down some of the zingers that passed between my husband and me, I could write a book. Instead, here are some jokes between spouses that have been circulating. Laugh. Though it'll be only temporary, enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift...&lt;br /&gt;The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.&lt;br /&gt;When she asked me why, I replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"&lt;br /&gt;And that's how the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?”&lt;br /&gt;“No,” she answered. I then said, “Is that your final answer?”&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, “Yes”&lt;br /&gt;So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my wife to a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the rump steak, rare, please."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, she can order for herself."&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her, "Do you know him?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," she sighed,&lt;br /&gt;"He's my old boyfriend.... I understand he took to drinking right after &lt;br /&gt;we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since."&lt;br /&gt;"My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating &lt;br /&gt;that long?"&lt;br /&gt;And that’s when the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else &lt;br /&gt;to take care of first, the shed, the boat, making beer. Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, &lt;br /&gt;busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently &lt;br /&gt;for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, "When you &lt;br /&gt;finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."&lt;br /&gt;The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.&lt;br /&gt;She asked, "What's on TV?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Dust."&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat to the van, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day. I went back into the house, quietly&lt;br /&gt;undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back, &lt;br /&gt;now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is &lt;br /&gt;terrible."&lt;br /&gt;My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid &lt;br /&gt;husband is out fishing in that?"&lt;br /&gt;And that's how the fight started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 &lt;br /&gt;seconds."&lt;br /&gt;I bought her a bathroom scale.&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started......&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,&lt;br /&gt;"I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I really need you to pay me a compliment.”&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started........&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5621286991686850064?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5621286991686850064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/need-good-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5621286991686850064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5621286991686850064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/08/need-good-laugh.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Need A Good Laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4796689999397023520</id><published>2011-07-31T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:09:09.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of What You Wish For</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRGqyAs1cgU/TjWZhHmGC3I/AAAAAAAAATI/zcs4YQGBpPw/s1600/guy%2Bin%2Bcar%2Bwith%2Bwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRGqyAs1cgU/TjWZhHmGC3I/AAAAAAAAATI/zcs4YQGBpPw/s400/guy%2Bin%2Bcar%2Bwith%2Bwoman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635579302977604466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After being married for 40 years, I took a careful look at my wife one day and said, "Forty years ago we had a cheap house, a junk car, slept on a sofa bed and watched a 10-inch black and white TV, but I got to sleep every night with a hot 23-year-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ... I have a $500,000.00 home, a $35,000.00 car, a nice big bed and a large screen TV, but I'm sleeping with a 63-year-old woman. It seems to me that you're not holding up your side of things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find a hot 23-year-old girl and she would make sure that I would once again be living in a cheap house, driving a junk car, sleeping on a sofa bed and watching a 10-inch black and white TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't older women great? They really know how to solve an old guy's problems. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4796689999397023520?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4796689999397023520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/beware-of-what-you-wish-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4796689999397023520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4796689999397023520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/beware-of-what-you-wish-for.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Beware of What You Wish For&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRGqyAs1cgU/TjWZhHmGC3I/AAAAAAAAATI/zcs4YQGBpPw/s72-c/guy%2Bin%2Bcar%2Bwith%2Bwoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4321341957924947274</id><published>2011-07-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T05:42:48.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy men things'/><title type='text'>A Picture Can Say Volumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My husband says that women usually outlive men. After seeing these photos, is there any wonder why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt-VkZXJYNQ/TirBOkq1bLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YyyZdRQgTHo/s1600/pix9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt-VkZXJYNQ/TirBOkq1bLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YyyZdRQgTHo/s400/pix9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526740085894322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GvNQrdv4sKM/TirBOpItR0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yamOH3p_vXU/s1600/pix8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GvNQrdv4sKM/TirBOpItR0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/yamOH3p_vXU/s400/pix8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526741284931394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzkpHtpHshk/TirBOYtSuKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/VEqBoEOu5RU/s1600/pix7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzkpHtpHshk/TirBOYtSuKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/VEqBoEOu5RU/s400/pix7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526736874977442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bqjie_WANQ/TirBOFXmdiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pKGJFMuYk3U/s1600/pix6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bqjie_WANQ/TirBOFXmdiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pKGJFMuYk3U/s400/pix6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526731683722786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxkNvUiaTiM/TirA-Z71TwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mfYhIHlbxfo/s1600/pix5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxkNvUiaTiM/TirA-Z71TwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mfYhIHlbxfo/s400/pix5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526462326492930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCBSLKlIHmc/TirA-QKOkCI/AAAAAAAAALw/qfLpB-S5LDo/s1600/pix4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCBSLKlIHmc/TirA-QKOkCI/AAAAAAAAALw/qfLpB-S5LDo/s400/pix4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526459702513698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zjYsifp2ZE/TirA-AgZe8I/AAAAAAAAALo/jH1GGXrXAno/s1600/pix3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zjYsifp2ZE/TirA-AgZe8I/AAAAAAAAALo/jH1GGXrXAno/s400/pix3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526455500536770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne90RxUC9mQ/TirA94RWXJI/AAAAAAAAALg/ty-LbD8MNek/s1600/pix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne90RxUC9mQ/TirA94RWXJI/AAAAAAAAALg/ty-LbD8MNek/s400/pix2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526453289933970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2JxHCQ1KRQ/TirA9oV5DnI/AAAAAAAAALY/R8cauf7tvVU/s1600/pix1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2JxHCQ1KRQ/TirA9oV5DnI/AAAAAAAAALY/R8cauf7tvVU/s400/pix1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632526449014017650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4321341957924947274?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4321341957924947274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/picture-can-say-volumes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4321341957924947274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4321341957924947274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/picture-can-say-volumes.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Picture Can Say Volumes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zt-VkZXJYNQ/TirBOkq1bLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YyyZdRQgTHo/s72-c/pix9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6162779804310320157</id><published>2011-07-13T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T12:27:05.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational video'/><title type='text'>I Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Every once in awhile, a friend will send me a video really worth sharing. I &lt;strong&gt;Believe &lt;/strong&gt;is one of them. I found it very inspirational. Enjoy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andiesisle.com/creation/magnificent.html"&gt;http://www.andiesisle.com/creation/magnificent.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6162779804310320157?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6162779804310320157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6162779804310320157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6162779804310320157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-believe.html' title='I Believe'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3335294445185692535</id><published>2011-07-03T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T07:03:46.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing for Dollars'/><title type='text'>New Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srktjN94058/ThB2py7lJII/AAAAAAAAALQ/sxNjkn8GAOA/s1600/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srktjN94058/ThB2py7lJII/AAAAAAAAALQ/sxNjkn8GAOA/s400/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625126395004134530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Got my new cover for DANCING FOR DOLLARS which will be released by Aspen Mountain Press on September 5, 2011. Check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely fits my Texas gal who dances for her med tuition. Sort of like: Flashdance goes to the ER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3335294445185692535?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3335294445185692535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3335294445185692535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3335294445185692535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-cover.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;New Cover&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srktjN94058/ThB2py7lJII/AAAAAAAAALQ/sxNjkn8GAOA/s72-c/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5479134621941624048</id><published>2011-07-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T06:57:10.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun new car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RWA Conference'/><title type='text'>Word of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okay,here I am back at home from the RWA National Conference and I'm going to use the word of the day: EXHAUSTED. I'm still unpacking my bags, finding things that are both definable, as well as undefinable. In the middle of all this, I went and traded in my car, spending endless hours at a dealership, for a new one. Sorry, off track here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best conference in a long time for me. I had so much fun that I never wanted it to end, but as we all know, all good things must end. Too bad, it's the bad stuff that we want over and done with. My roomies were great and the people I met from all over the world were terrific and fun. It makes me want to hop a plane and go visit them for coffee next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to process whatever I've learned while I'm getting out my edits for two books, a request, and put up my erotic anthology at Smashwords. I might even get to drive my new car--because it came with a full tank of gas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5479134621941624048?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5479134621941624048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/word-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5479134621941624048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5479134621941624048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/word-of-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Word of the day&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7137805851972394386</id><published>2011-07-01T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:59:10.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From National</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just came back from the RWA National Conference in NYC. I had a blast meeting terrific gals from all over the country and Australia. I think I have to rate it the best RWA conference I've ever attended. I may have gotten a total of five hours sleep the entire conference, but it was worth it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7137805851972394386?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7137805851972394386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-from-national.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7137805851972394386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7137805851972394386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-from-national.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Back From National&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8238359995240951606</id><published>2011-06-27T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T08:39:58.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic novel'/><title type='text'>Cover for Dancing For Dollars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yMtmQxiyUk/TgkC49SH8EI/AAAAAAAAALI/r-Z8-R5xuNc/s1600/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yMtmQxiyUk/TgkC49SH8EI/AAAAAAAAALI/r-Z8-R5xuNc/s400/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623028787295285314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANCING FOR DOLLARS will be released by Aspen Mountain Press on September 5, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8238359995240951606?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8238359995240951606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/cover-for-dancing-for-dollars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8238359995240951606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8238359995240951606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/cover-for-dancing-for-dollars.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Cover for Dancing For Dollars&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yMtmQxiyUk/TgkC49SH8EI/AAAAAAAAALI/r-Z8-R5xuNc/s72-c/Dancing-for-Dollars300%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2578981036344475971</id><published>2011-06-27T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T04:56:26.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games to play on parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Why Parents Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I used to think that my kids were unique. I have two boys who are 51/2 years apart. My older son hung my younger one on the doorknob by his undies. That was the night I learned how to fly over 12 steps. My younger one opened several dozen egg packages and redecorated my kitchen. They took turns getting lost and then ran in different directions at Sesame Place. That was enough to drive me to drink. I think the following kid could be the one I don't know about because the other two drove me to drink. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Parents Drink:&lt;br /&gt;The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick. So he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper. ' Hello ? ' 'Is your daddy home?' ' Yes, he's out in the garden ,' whispered the small voice. 'May I talk with him?' The child whispered, ' No .' ; So the boss asked, 'Well, is your Mommy there?' ' Yes, she's out in the garden too '&amp; The boss asked; 'May I talk with her?' Again the small voice whispered, ' No .' Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, 'Is anybody else there?' ' Yes ,' whispered the child, 'a policeman ' Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, 'May I speak with the policeman?' ' No, he's busy , ' whispered the child. 'Busy doing what?' ' Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the police dog men. ' Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background, the boss asked, 'What is that noise?' ' It's a helicopter ' answered the whispering voice. 'What is going on there?' demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. ' The search team just landed a helicopter ' 'A search team?' said the boss. 'What are they searching for?' Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle... ' ME&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2578981036344475971?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2578981036344475971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-parents-drink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2578981036344475971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2578981036344475971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-parents-drink.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Why Parents Drink&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5451961948424665617</id><published>2011-06-24T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T04:35:57.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic romp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multipartner'/><title type='text'>RELEASE DATE </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DANCING FOR DOLLARS, which will be published by Aspen Mountain Press, has a release date of September 5, 2011. Cover will be out soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5451961948424665617?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5451961948424665617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/release-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5451961948424665617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5451961948424665617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/release-date.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;RELEASE DATE &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1668217068236400268</id><published>2011-06-15T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:44:48.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV-_wPxBeq8/TflRze2QQXI/AAAAAAAAALA/5uM-urEdRM8/s1600/finished%2Bcvr%2Bfor%2Bcandy%2Bcollection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV-_wPxBeq8/TflRze2QQXI/AAAAAAAAALA/5uM-urEdRM8/s400/finished%2Bcvr%2Bfor%2Bcandy%2Bcollection.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618611955017204082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy is putting together an anthology of short erotic stories that should be ready to be rolled out by the end of the month or the beginning of July. It will be called THROUGH THE KEYHOLE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the cover.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1668217068236400268?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1668217068236400268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1668217068236400268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1668217068236400268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/coming-soon.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Coming Soon!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jV-_wPxBeq8/TflRze2QQXI/AAAAAAAAALA/5uM-urEdRM8/s72-c/finished%2Bcvr%2Bfor%2Bcandy%2Bcollection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8388648386660656253</id><published>2011-06-11T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:55:24.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smashwords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthology'/><title type='text'>What's Happening In Candyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You've probably been wondering what's been going on in Candyland, lately. Actually Candy's been working on several projects as herself and as Candace Gold. Then, off course, her day job has been getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has she been up to? Wanting a collection of her stories like the one Candace Gold has just put out, I CONFESS (&lt;a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/63358"&gt;https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/63358&lt;/a&gt;), hers will be coming out soon--in a month or so. It will be called THROUGH THE KEYHOLE and will be an anthology of six of her erotic stories: I WAS IN LOVE WITH MY SISTER'S HUSBAND, which had been first printed under the title of WANTING WAYNE by Lady Leo Publishing, PEEPING TOM, TOUCHE, OOPS!, DEVIL OR ANGEL, and MY LOVER'S SECRET LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than talk all day on a blog, Candy would rather write and give her readers something to really enjoy. Though a course in time management or adding hours to the day couldn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep your eyes peeled for her latest anthology.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8388648386660656253?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8388648386660656253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-happening-in-candyland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8388648386660656253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8388648386660656253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-happening-in-candyland.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;What&apos;s Happening In Candyland&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2721821439691045940</id><published>2011-05-31T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:02:38.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking  dog'/><title type='text'>Very Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nGeKSiCQkPw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2721821439691045940?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2721821439691045940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2721821439691045940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2721821439691045940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-funny.html' title='Very Funny'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nGeKSiCQkPw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2683650709442196710</id><published>2011-05-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:07:02.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publisher closings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making lemonade'/><title type='text'>Lemonade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hB6ex7cDtM/TdmysuNTRII/AAAAAAAAAKs/taSxeAybmNg/s1600/image004%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hB6ex7cDtM/TdmysuNTRII/AAAAAAAAAKs/taSxeAybmNg/s400/image004%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609711292254471298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M13bAy1zoqA/TdmyMfaHzeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yRUfDOnIOG0/s1600/2Red%2BDoor%2BCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M13bAy1zoqA/TdmyMfaHzeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/yRUfDOnIOG0/s400/2Red%2BDoor%2BCover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609710738525900258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--931XgECumU/TdmyDqvSvTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MrUSe-znHQ0/s1600/1dangerous%2Battraction%2Bdownload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--931XgECumU/TdmyDqvSvTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MrUSe-znHQ0/s400/1dangerous%2Battraction%2Bdownload.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609710586948664626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have come to the conclusion that my writing career has taught me how to make great lemonade. We've all been told to take the lemons we've been handed and change them into lemonade. I've now think I've made it into an art form. And don't forget "a day late and a dollar short". That probably applies to me as well. However, I've got to pat myself on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the third publisher closed her doors and returned the rights to my short stories and novellas, I finally decided I wasn't going to start from scratch again and resubmit them to another publisher. It wasn't worth the aggravation. Instead, I decided to take the already edited stories and get them back up at the esites they'd just been removed from. Why not cut out the middle man and receive the lion's share? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did just that for 5 of Candy Caine's Stories. They all have new covers and are currently up at Smashwords. Two have already begun their journey to the other esites and three are waiting approval for premium status. It's a good feeling to have accomplished something I didn't know I could do. Most of the covers were my own creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really good part is that anyone can do this. I know the publishing business is in constant flux and I'm not the only person to get their work back because their publisher flatlined. There's message here. Don't give up. Perservere and you'll surprise yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8N0ag6MEUhA/Tdmy6GLJhDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2ebP328lfvM/s1600/final%2Bpix%2Bfor%2BGrandma%2527s%2BHandyman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8N0ag6MEUhA/Tdmy6GLJhDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2ebP328lfvM/s400/final%2Bpix%2Bfor%2BGrandma%2527s%2BHandyman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609711522026193970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2683650709442196710?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2683650709442196710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/lemonade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2683650709442196710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2683650709442196710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/lemonade.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Lemonade&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hB6ex7cDtM/TdmysuNTRII/AAAAAAAAAKs/taSxeAybmNg/s72-c/image004%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8798930683397057951</id><published>2011-05-16T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:04:52.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interracial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dysfunctional familiy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>CRAZY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My new interracial romantic comedy, CRAZY LOVE, which is being published by Lyrical Press has a release date. It will be ringing in the new year on January 23rd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY LOVE offers hope to people with dysfunctional families. And Lord knows there are more of them than so called &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; ones. It all boils down to one question: How far would you go to save your engagement? That's the problem Abby Minton faces when her handsome fiance's most normal family wants to meet her family, the most dysfunctional one north of the Mason Dixon line. Her solution definitely could start a trend and even a new cottage industry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8798930683397057951?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8798930683397057951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/crazy-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8798930683397057951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8798930683397057951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/crazy-love.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;CRAZY LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5121651519461398388</id><published>2011-05-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:39:48.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's official two of Candy caine's stories are back on Smashwords and will soon be at all the sites they had been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X33rlby6uoU/TcszVPvUcqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/__tGQb-ANZI/s1600/forbid_fruit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X33rlby6uoU/TcszVPvUcqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/__tGQb-ANZI/s320/forbid_fruit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605630601287987874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlG3lFIKEgs/Tcsy0e1Pg8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Q-vVdtqObsE/s1600/xmas_stranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OlG3lFIKEgs/Tcsy0e1Pg8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Q-vVdtqObsE/s320/xmas_stranger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605630038403679170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5121651519461398388?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5121651519461398388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/theyre-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5121651519461398388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5121651519461398388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/theyre-back.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;They&apos;re back&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X33rlby6uoU/TcszVPvUcqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/__tGQb-ANZI/s72-c/forbid_fruit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-9176882985476472208</id><published>2011-05-09T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T06:40:36.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Hzgzim5m7oU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can touch anyone's heart. The sentiment is simply beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-9176882985476472208?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9176882985476472208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9176882985476472208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9176882985476472208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/beautiful.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFUL!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Hzgzim5m7oU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3206609484513530955</id><published>2011-05-01T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:12:42.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustration is the word of the day, lately. As I sit here contemplating what needs to be done now that a major publisher of mine has folded and closed her doors, I feel frustrated because I've been through this--not once, but twice before. Those times, I simply reedited and resent my stories to other publishers. It was easier and didn't hurt too much, because less stories were involved. However, this time I don't want to go through all that again. Luckily, thanks to the ebook market, I have another choice. Self-publication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to poo-poo the idea of self-publication, thinking that people will think I'm doing this out of desperation because the work isn't good enough to be published through a publishing house. A lot of prominent authors are taking this route.  Not this time around. And not with these stories that have been selling on the ebook market already. Why not put them back up on those sites again myself? Do I really need a publisher to do this for me? Not really. The works are already edited. Basically, all that they need are new covers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but that could be costly since there are many stories involved and I'm not a graphic artist. Okay, but...Let's look at the bright side of acquiring brand new covers. Putting new covers will give the stories a new look. Also, I can choose the exact cover I want. The only person I have to please is myself. Though I had some input into the covers my stories have, some were never truly what I might have created. Now I have my chance to have the covers that make my heart sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think about some of the other things that need to be done and groan. I discover that ISBNs are needed for certain sites and are somewhat costly, adding to the cost of the covers. Sighing, I know it has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all this frustration comes hope. Eventually, when the stories are back up on the ebook sites once again, the money generated will come directly to me. I don't have to wait until a publisher takes his or her cut. So I keep my eyes on the prize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3206609484513530955?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3206609484513530955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3206609484513530955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3206609484513530955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/frustration.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Frustration&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8906980212896664611</id><published>2011-04-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:52:26.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play on Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Don't you ever which you'd come up with some clever idea? Well here's a list of definitions that are truly a terrific play on words. And, yes, I wish I'd come up with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A manipulator in Egypt is known as a Cairopractor.&lt;br /&gt;Those who jump off a bridge in Paris are in Seine .&lt;br /&gt;A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Dijon vu - the same mustard as before.&lt;br /&gt;Practice safe eating - always use condiments.&lt;br /&gt;Shotgun wedding - A case of wife or death.&lt;br /&gt;A man needs a mistress just to break the monogamy.&lt;br /&gt;A hangover is the wrath of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play&lt;br /&gt;Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.&lt;br /&gt;Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.&lt;br /&gt;When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.&lt;br /&gt;A bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two tired.&lt;br /&gt;What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead give away.)&lt;br /&gt;Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.&lt;br /&gt;In democracy your vote counts. In feudalism your count votes.&lt;br /&gt;She was engaged to a boyfriend with a wooden leg but broke it off.&lt;br /&gt;A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't pay your exorcist, you get repossessed&lt;br /&gt;With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.&lt;br /&gt;The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.&lt;br /&gt;You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.&lt;br /&gt;Local Area Network in Australia - the LAN down under.&lt;br /&gt;Every calendar's days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of money is tainted - Taint yours and taint mine.&lt;br /&gt;A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.&lt;br /&gt;He had a photographic memory that was never developed.&lt;br /&gt;A midget fortune-teller who escapes from prison is a small medium at large.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've seen one shopping center, you've seen a mall.&lt;br /&gt;Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.&lt;br /&gt;Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.&lt;br /&gt;Acupuncture is a jab well done. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8906980212896664611?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8906980212896664611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/04/play-on-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8906980212896664611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8906980212896664611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/04/play-on-words.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Play on Words&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6087850894542167277</id><published>2011-04-01T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T16:57:13.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things People Pass Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BQRMvg5TAl8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6087850894542167277?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6087850894542167277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-people-pass-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6087850894542167277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6087850894542167277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-people-pass-around.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Things People Pass Around&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BQRMvg5TAl8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3642349977911903236</id><published>2011-03-28T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T13:26:55.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Play On Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A very close friend sent me this great list of ordinary phrases that have been cleverly altered to give everyone a good laugh. Of course there will always be somebody who doesn't find it funny. For that person I have only this to say: Laugh anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A manipulator in Egypt is known as a Cairopractor.&lt;br /&gt;Those who jump off a bridge in Paris are in Seine .&lt;br /&gt;A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Dijon vu - the same mustard as before.&lt;br /&gt;Practice safe eating - always use condiments.&lt;br /&gt;Shotgun wedding - A case of wife or death.&lt;br /&gt;A man needs a mistress just to break the monogamy.&lt;br /&gt;A hangover is the wrath of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play&lt;br /&gt;Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.&lt;br /&gt;Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.&lt;br /&gt;When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.&lt;br /&gt;A bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two tired.&lt;br /&gt;What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead give away.)&lt;br /&gt;Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.&lt;br /&gt;In democracy your vote counts. In feudalism your count votes.&lt;br /&gt;She was engaged to a boyfriend with a wooden leg but broke it off.&lt;br /&gt;A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't pay your exorcist, you get repossessed&lt;br /&gt;With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.&lt;br /&gt;The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.&lt;br /&gt;You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.&lt;br /&gt;Local Area Network in Australia - the LAN down under.&lt;br /&gt;Every calendar's days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of money is tainted - Taint yours and taint mine.&lt;br /&gt;A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.&lt;br /&gt;He had a photographic memory that was never developed.&lt;br /&gt;A midget fortune-teller who escapes from prison is a small medium at large.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've seen one shopping center, you've seen a mall.&lt;br /&gt;Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.&lt;br /&gt;Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.&lt;br /&gt;Acupuncture is a jab well done. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3642349977911903236?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3642349977911903236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/great-play-on-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3642349977911903236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3642349977911903236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/great-play-on-words.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;A Great Play On Words&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-490330633721846913</id><published>2011-03-24T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T07:57:38.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='German'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterbed'/><title type='text'>Fun at a German Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/19a73pvyfsI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-490330633721846913?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/490330633721846913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-at-german-mall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/490330633721846913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/490330633721846913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/fun-at-german-mall.html' title='Fun at a German Mall'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/19a73pvyfsI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6891472163380320003</id><published>2011-03-05T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T12:29:41.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US education'/><title type='text'>Is the Education System Broken in the US?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's definitely a sad state of affairs when a man making a 911 call for help for his wife can't spell the name of the street where they are located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the news the other night and they played a recording of the 911 call.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a problem with our current education system? Read on and you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: 911, what's your emergency? &lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: Yes. My wife got clocked by a wart hog real bad and I need someone to come up to pick her up. &lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: Can you give me your address? &lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: Yes. We're at 1825 Eucalyptus Drive. &lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: Could you spell that for me, sir? &lt;br /&gt;UNIDENTIFIED MALE: I'm going to drag her to Oak Street and you can pick her up there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6891472163380320003?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6891472163380320003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-education-system-broken-in-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6891472163380320003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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minutes to your life.&lt;br /&gt;   This enables you at 85 years old&lt;br /&gt;   to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing&lt;br /&gt;   home at $7000 per month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My grandpa started walking&lt;br /&gt;    five miles a day when he was 60.&lt;br /&gt;    Now he's 97 years old&lt;br /&gt;    and we don't know where he is.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I like long walks,&lt;br /&gt;    especially when they are taken&lt;br /&gt;    by people who annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   The only reason I would take up walking&lt;br /&gt;    is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    I have to walk early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;    before my brain figures out what I'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I joined a health club last year,&lt;br /&gt;    spent about 400 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;    Haven't lost a pound.&lt;br /&gt;    Apparently you have to go there.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise',&lt;br /&gt;    I wash my mouth out with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   The advantage of exercising every day&lt;br /&gt;    is so when you die, they'll say,&lt;br /&gt;    'Well, she looks good doesn't she.'&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   If you are going to try cross-country skiing,&lt;br /&gt;  start with a small country.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I know I got a lot of exercise&lt;br /&gt;    the last few years,......&lt;br /&gt;    just getting over the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We all get heavier as we get older,&lt;br /&gt;    because there's a lot more information in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;    That's my story and I'm sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Every time I start thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;     about how I look,&lt;br /&gt;    I just find a Happy Hour&lt;br /&gt; and by the time I leave,&lt;br /&gt;    I look just fine.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   You could run this over to your friends&lt;br /&gt;    But 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title='&lt;strong&gt;The Importance of Walking&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5900214869422931512</id><published>2011-02-20T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:34:38.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Trailer for Reverie by Candace Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GY1i5lnP5xE?hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GY1i5lnP5xE?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on You Tube:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GY1i5lnP5xE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverie will be out March 21, 2011 from &lt;a href="http://www.lyricalpress.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=81&amp;products_id=319"&gt;Lyrical Press&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5900214869422931512?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5900214869422931512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/book-trailer-for-reverie-by-candace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5900214869422931512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5900214869422931512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/book-trailer-for-reverie-by-candace.html' title='Book Trailer for Reverie by Candace Gold'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6640611125218756741</id><published>2011-02-16T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T06:15:21.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have to admit it, this winter is turning out to be the worst in my entire life. I thought I'd been smart by getting a flu shot and continue to take my vitamins, but nooooo. First I had a two-week battle with the flu and let me tell you, it took the first three rounds. Then three weeks later, boom! I'm knocked on my behind by bronchitis. This time, I went to the doctor, got an antibiotic i could have shared with a race horse and it was worse than the bronchitis. I'm not intending for a trifecta. So, to cheer me up, my sister-in-law sent me her advice to do some walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Importance of Walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking can add minutes to your life.&lt;br /&gt;   This enables you at 85 years old&lt;br /&gt;   to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing&lt;br /&gt;   home at $7000 per month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My grandpa started walking&lt;br /&gt;    five miles a day when he was 60.&lt;br /&gt;    Now he's 97 years old&lt;br /&gt;    and we don't know where he is.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I like long walks,&lt;br /&gt;    especially when they are taken&lt;br /&gt;    by people who annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   The only reason I would take up walking&lt;br /&gt;    is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    I have to walk early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;    before my brain figures out what I'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I joined a health club last year,&lt;br /&gt;    spent about 400 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;    Haven't lost a pound.&lt;br /&gt;    Apparently you have to go there.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise',&lt;br /&gt;    I wash my mouth out with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   The advantage of exercising every day&lt;br /&gt;    is so when you die, they'll say,&lt;br /&gt;    'Well, she looks good doesn't she.'&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   If you are going to try cross-country skiing,&lt;br /&gt;  start with a small country.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   I know I got a lot of exercise&lt;br /&gt;    the last few years,......&lt;br /&gt;    just getting over the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We all get heavier as we get older,&lt;br /&gt;    because there's a lot more information in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;    That's my story and I'm sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Every time I start thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;     about how I look,&lt;br /&gt;    I just find a Happy Hour&lt;br /&gt; and by the time I leave,&lt;br /&gt;    I look just fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6640611125218756741?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6640611125218756741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6640611125218756741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6640611125218756741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/back.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Back&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6314685433170221113</id><published>2011-02-02T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:19:07.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I really would like to see them run out of snow. A snow drought sounds really marvelous at the moment. All the snow jokes and shoveling has gotten to me--never mind my poor back. So a friend of mine thought she'd be funny and send me two more feet of snow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TUl1Q-qT8HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tc39r38Hzs0/s1600/2feetofsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TUl1Q-qT8HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tc39r38Hzs0/s400/2feetofsnow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569111348779151474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6314685433170221113?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6314685433170221113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6314685433170221113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6314685433170221113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Snow&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TUl1Q-qT8HI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Tc39r38Hzs0/s72-c/2feetofsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-807265231830041045</id><published>2011-01-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:47:03.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful Tips For Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on Long Island, I've been hit with a ton of snow this winter.  My sister-in-law is a car salesperson and sent me the following tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpful Hints For Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your headlights clear with car wax! &lt;br /&gt;Just wipe ordinary car wax on your headlights.  It contains special water repellents that will prevent that messy mixture from accumulating on your lights - lasts 6 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeak-proof your wipers with rubbing alcohol! &lt;br /&gt;Wipe the wipers with a cloth saturated with rubbing alcohol or ammonia.  This one trick can make badly streaking &amp; squeaking wipers change to near perfect silence &amp; clarity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-proof your windows with vinegar! &lt;br /&gt;Frost on it's way? Just fill a spray bottle with three parts vinegar to one part water &amp; spritz it on all your windows at night.  In the morning, they'll be clear of icy mess.  Vinegar contains acetic acid, which raises the melting point of water---preventing water from freezing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prevent car doors from freezing shut with cooking spray! &lt;br /&gt;Spritz cooking oil on the rubber seals around car doors &amp; rub it in with a paper towel.  The cooking spray prevents water from melting into the rubber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog-proof your windshield with shaving cream! &lt;br /&gt;Spray some shaving cream on the inside of your windshield &amp; wipe if off with paper towels.   Shaving cream has many of the same ingredients found in commercial defoggers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-ice your lock in seconds with hand sanitizer! &lt;br /&gt;Just put some hand sanitizer gel on the key &amp; the lock &amp; the problems solved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-807265231830041045?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/807265231830041045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/helpful-tips-for-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/807265231830041045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/807265231830041045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/helpful-tips-for-winter.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Helpful Tips For Winter&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6191747978157043684</id><published>2011-01-10T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:25:24.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One of my dearest friends assured me that this was definitely not her Wal*Mart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xyVSS5J7p8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xyVSS5J7p8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6191747978157043684?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6191747978157043684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/hilarious-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6191747978157043684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6191747978157043684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/hilarious-video.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Hilarious Video&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5368350670115481737</id><published>2011-01-06T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:25:50.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Promotional Ads</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One of my my closest friends alerted me to these ads done by AT&amp;T around the world using only painted hands. These are vividly done and could pass as art. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did. They're pure eyecandy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcia9SVUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6QHGtrXddRo/s1600/atnt_ads_22%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcia9SVUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6QHGtrXddRo/s400/atnt_ads_22%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559232536457139522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcW4lUNeI/AAAAAAAAARw/4yVJVUoN1mM/s1600/atnt_ads_21%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcW4lUNeI/AAAAAAAAARw/4yVJVUoN1mM/s400/atnt_ads_21%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559232338251232738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcMyqJc9I/AAAAAAAAARo/91lDL9DzMz0/s1600/atnt_ads_20%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcMyqJc9I/AAAAAAAAARo/91lDL9DzMz0/s400/atnt_ads_20%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559232164862194642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraguay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcALGZv5I/AAAAAAAAARg/Hq9K3yLRoLE/s1600/atnt_ads_19%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcALGZv5I/AAAAAAAAARg/Hq9K3yLRoLE/s400/atnt_ads_19%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231948084854674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbxd1vVlI/AAAAAAAAARY/gQKCBlTrXM0/s1600/atnt_ads_18%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbxd1vVlI/AAAAAAAAARY/gQKCBlTrXM0/s400/atnt_ads_18%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231695417202258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Netherlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZblYgPfjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6ju2KwkNvlg/s1600/atnt_ads_17%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZblYgPfjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6ju2KwkNvlg/s400/atnt_ads_17%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231487826427442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbar_IpLI/AAAAAAAAARI/v32p3Duag1E/s1600/atnt_ads_16%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbar_IpLI/AAAAAAAAARI/v32p3Duag1E/s400/atnt_ads_16%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231304077714610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morocco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbLg88TUI/AAAAAAAAARA/X0BCHvI2Ji0/s1600/atnt_ads_15%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZbLg88TUI/AAAAAAAAARA/X0BCHvI2Ji0/s400/atnt_ads_15%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559231043417689410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZac9ghUWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b4XnEKAQJUQ/s1600/atnt_ads_14%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZac9ghUWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b4XnEKAQJUQ/s400/atnt_ads_14%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559230243629257058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZaPCn94-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/hA4NQ96i2j4/s1600/atnt_ads_13%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZaPCn94-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/hA4NQ96i2j4/s400/atnt_ads_13%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559230004484498402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZaDVx5cfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1-k5Vk6Ipp8/s1600/atnt_ads_12%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZaDVx5cfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/1-k5Vk6Ipp8/s400/atnt_ads_12%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559229803467993586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZzVesHeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ohBwWXgAUTU/s1600/atnt_ads_11%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZzVesHeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ohBwWXgAUTU/s400/atnt_ads_11%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559229528509521378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZoAH9xUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qXy9my_Or0I/s1600/atnt_ads_10%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZoAH9xUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/qXy9my_Or0I/s400/atnt_ads_10%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559229333798503746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZZoJTbUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3lrY1AJCIbk/s1600/atnt_ads_09%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZZoJTbUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3lrY1AJCIbk/s400/atnt_ads_09%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559229086843497794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costa Rica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZHNEiPlI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fsAuWHtI2KQ/s1600/atnt_ads_08%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZZHNEiPlI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fsAuWHtI2KQ/s400/atnt_ads_08%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559228770338094674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZY4hMF4UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jVuKXKwOwwg/s1600/atnt_ads_07%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZY4hMF4UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jVuKXKwOwwg/s400/atnt_ads_07%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559228518040461634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZYquJl3zI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TBnxc9Ae-Xo/s1600/atnt_ads_06%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZYquJl3zI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TBnxc9Ae-Xo/s400/atnt_ads_06%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559228281001467698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZYekn7IEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BIJj5G3gyFA/s1600/atnt_ads_05%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZYekn7IEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BIJj5G3gyFA/s400/atnt_ads_05%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559228072285904962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZXzMHA_3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/91VY1NxUGcI/s1600/atnt_ads_04%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZXzMHA_3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/91VY1NxUGcI/s400/atnt_ads_04%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559227326971051890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZXlMJZM5I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1ChqiC-Hvq4/s1600/atnt_ads_03%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZXlMJZM5I/AAAAAAAAAPg/1ChqiC-Hvq4/s400/atnt_ads_03%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559227086462858130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW38As0fcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AiQZGGSTamU/s1600/atnt_ads_02%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW38As0fcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AiQZGGSTamU/s400/atnt_ads_02%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559051556666768834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW3i6NK8zI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/OL_1LOD8Grs/s1600/atnt_ads_01%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW3i6NK8zI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/OL_1LOD8Grs/s400/atnt_ads_01%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559051125426680626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW3LHUfGXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4vwcn8mF7Po/s1600/at%2526t%2Bads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSW3LHUfGXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4vwcn8mF7Po/s400/at%2526t%2Bads.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559050716630161778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5368350670115481737?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5368350670115481737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/fantastic-promotional-ads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5368350670115481737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5368350670115481737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/fantastic-promotional-ads.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Fantastic Promotional Ads&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TSZcia9SVUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6QHGtrXddRo/s72-c/atnt_ads_22%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1147721241294112296</id><published>2011-01-03T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:46:18.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This should make you Chuckle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A joke sent into Worldstart. It's a little dated since TWA no longer flies, but it will still amuse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was getting a haircut prior to a trip to Rome. He mentioned the trip to the barber who responded, "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded, dirty and full of Italians. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're taking TWA," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TWA?" exclaimed the barber. "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are rude, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll be at the downtown International Marriott."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That dump! That's the worst hotel in the city. The rooms are small, the service is surly and they're overpriced. So, whatcha doing when you get there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the Pope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's rich," laughed the barber. "You and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later, the man again came in for his regular haircut. The barber asked him about his trip to Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was wonderful," explained the man, "not only were we on time in one of TWA's brand new planes, but it was overbooked and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a beautiful 28 year old stewardess who waited on me hand and foot. And the hotel - it was great! They'd just finished a $25 million remodeling job and now it's the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us the presidential suite at no extra charge!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," muttered the barber, "I know you didn't get to see the Pope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, we were quite lucky, for as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope likes to personally meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, five minutes later the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" asked the Barber. "What'd he say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He said, 'Where'd you get the lousy haircut?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1147721241294112296?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1147721241294112296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-should-make-you-chuckle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1147721241294112296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1147721241294112296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-should-make-you-chuckle.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;This should make you Chuckle&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-7444507530677188548</id><published>2010-12-29T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:32:10.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romance novel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided &lt;br /&gt;me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low,&lt;br /&gt;reassuring voice close to my ear.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Just relax."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused&lt;br /&gt;hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my&lt;br /&gt;calves slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew&lt;br /&gt;I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so&lt;br /&gt;experienced, so sure.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and&lt;br /&gt;partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing&lt;br /&gt;fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm,&lt;br /&gt;full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing,&lt;br /&gt;searching,knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and&lt;br /&gt;expectant. This is a man, I thought. A  man used to taking charge. A&lt;br /&gt;man not used to taking `no' for an answer. A man who would tell me&lt;br /&gt;what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say ...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Okay, ma'am," said a voice. "All done."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front&lt;br /&gt;of me, smiling,holding out my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can board your flight now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist. Had to pass this on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-7444507530677188548?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7444507530677188548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/romance-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7444507530677188548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/7444507530677188548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/romance-novel.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Romance Novel&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-9134837202632327287</id><published>2010-12-23T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:15:38.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, so today is the first day after five very long days of the flu that I can sit up without the world spinning around me. I've given up food--not a diet that I suggest you follow. What hurts worse is that I haven't had a cup of coffee since I first got sick. The second thing that bothers me is that I had a damn flu shot. Okay, so I'm not going to be so ho-ho, buy you all can. That's why I borrowed World Start's version of &lt;em&gt;The Night Before Christmas&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house&lt;br /&gt;I searched for the tools to hand to my spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Instructions were studied and we were inspired,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes we could manage "Some Assembly Required."&lt;br /&gt;The children were quiet (not asleep) in their beds,&lt;br /&gt;While Dad and I faced the evening with dread:&lt;br /&gt;A kitchen, two bikes, Barbie's town house to boot!&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks to Grandpa, a train with a toot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened the boxes, my heart skipped a beat....&lt;br /&gt;Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!&lt;br /&gt;Too late for last-minute returns or replacement;&lt;br /&gt;If we can't get it right, it goes in the basement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When what to my worrying eyes should appear,&lt;br /&gt;But 50 sheets of directions, concise, but not clear,&lt;br /&gt;With each part numbered and every slot named,&lt;br /&gt;So if we failed, only we could be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rapid than eagles the parts then fell out,&lt;br /&gt;All over the carpet they were scattered about.&lt;br /&gt;"Now bolt it! Now twist it! Attach it right there!&lt;br /&gt;Slide on the seats, and staple the stair!&lt;br /&gt;Hammer the shelves, and nail to the stand."&lt;br /&gt;"Honey," said hubby, "you just glued my hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in a twinkling, I knew for a fact&lt;br /&gt;That all the toy dealers had indeed made a pact&lt;br /&gt;To keep parents busy all Christmas Eve night&lt;br /&gt;With "assembly required" till morning's first light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spoke not a word, but kept bent at our work,&lt;br /&gt;Till our eyes, they went bleary; our fingers all hurt.&lt;br /&gt;The coffee went cold and the night, it wore thin&lt;br /&gt;Before we attached the last rod and last pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then laying the tools away in the chest,&lt;br /&gt;We fell into bed for a well-deserved rest.&lt;br /&gt;But I said to my husband just before I passed out,&lt;br /&gt;"This will be the best Christmas, without any doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll cheer, let the holiday ring,&lt;br /&gt;And not have to run to the store for a thing!&lt;br /&gt;We did it! We did it! The toys are all set&lt;br /&gt;For the perfect, most perfect, Christmas, I bet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to dreamland and sweet repose I gratefully went,&lt;br /&gt;Though I suppose there's something to say for those self-deluded...&lt;br /&gt;I'd forgotten that batteries are never included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going back to bed so I hope all of you have a very happy holiday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-9134837202632327287?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9134837202632327287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9134837202632327287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9134837202632327287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-48077984582828563</id><published>2010-12-15T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:28:48.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQmHFJYUqeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YH0_N8KLrhc/s1600/drink-coffee-do-stupid-things-faster%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQmHFJYUqeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YH0_N8KLrhc/s400/drink-coffee-do-stupid-things-faster%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551116538197879266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now what would writers do without our coffee?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-48077984582828563?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/48077984582828563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/thought-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/48077984582828563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/48077984582828563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/thought-of-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought of the Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQmHFJYUqeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YH0_N8KLrhc/s72-c/drink-coffee-do-stupid-things-faster%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1612991398495165340</id><published>2010-12-13T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T07:20:53.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday excerpt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQYxruj3SZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iI3-R-d907M/s1600/GrandmasHandyman%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQYxruj3SZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iI3-R-d907M/s400/GrandmasHandyman%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550178218083305874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN published by &lt;a href="http://www.ladyleopublishing.org"&gt;Lady Leo Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quiet in the apartment when I unlocked the front door. I figured that Leon was probably still asleep. I smiled, thinking it was because I’d worn him out last night. I couldn’t have been any more wrong. As I got closer to the bedroom, I heard the unmistakable groaning of the bed springs. Unless Leon was doing sit ups in bed, something was going on that I wasn’t going to be happy about seeing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I opened the bedroom door to find him straddled by our next-door neighbor, Leticia. Her eyes were closed as she rode him like a prize stallion. His eyes were closed as well, but it was the damn smile on his face that bothered me more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My throat closed as my head began to throb and I suddenly found it hard to breathe. Hurtful tears began to fill my eyes as I stood there watching him do our next door neighbor in our bed. Hadn’t last night meant anything to him? Or was I just his nighttime lay? I thought he loved me—and only me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Suddenly the hurt I’d felt a moment ago was replaced by growing anger. I had the uneasy feeling that this thing with Leticia could have been going on for quite a while. That skinny little corn-rowed hussy seemed mighty at ease with my man. And that wasn’t right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I controlled my desire to smack her as I walked over to my side of the bed to retrieve my glasses. That’s about when Leticia noticed me and gave out a primal scream that could have awakened a comatose person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Shawna! What are you doing here?” Leon asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Up until a few minutes ago, I lived here.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “What’s that supposed to mean?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “You’re a smart boy, you figure it out,” I said and left, slamming the bedroom door behind me as hard as I could. I heard something fall off the wall and hit the carpeted floor with a dull thud. At the moment, I couldn’t have cared less if the entire place fell down. I was fuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A few minutes later, a naked Leon caught up to me and grabbed my arm. “Shawna, wait!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t touch me!” I wrenched my arm from his grasp. “Don’t ever touch me again!” I &lt;br /&gt;screamed at him with all the rancor I could muster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “But…I can explain.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t bother. A picture paints a thousand words. And I had an eyeful. I’ll be back for my stuff,” I said, fleeing the apartment before my tears fell and gave my false bravado away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sat in the car a long time before I was able to stop crying. My whole body shook as I sobbed my heart out. I couldn’t believe what I’d just witnessed. It was as if I were having some kind of a nightmare or had fallen into a parallel universe. None of it made any sense. Hadn’t Leon professed his undying love to me? And last night? Didn’t that mean a thing? My head was spinning with all these unanswered questions. A huge one wiggled its way out of the warren of tangled thoughts in my head. What was I going to do now? And I wasn’t referring to whether or not to go back to work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1612991398495165340?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1612991398495165340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-excerpt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1612991398495165340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1612991398495165340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-excerpt.html' title='Monday excerpt'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TQYxruj3SZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/iI3-R-d907M/s72-c/GrandmasHandyman%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8201924335689975112</id><published>2010-11-29T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T08:03:53.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IR multyicultural Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Monday's Excerpt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TPPM2THbu6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Vkb6Amj4FE/s1600/dangerousattraction%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TPPM2THbu6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Vkb6Amj4FE/s400/dangerousattraction%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545000799439666082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dangerous Attraction is an IR story about Kayla, a young African-American woman, who takes a Greyhound to Las Vegas in the hope of beginning a new life.  She ends up working as a waitress in a topless pancake house. There she meets rich and debonair Deacon Masters who offers her the life of a princess to travel the world and receive the kind of gifts she only once dreamed of.  It's published by Lady Leo Publishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ladyleopublishing.org"&gt;http://www.ladyleopublishing.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four months later, I was working the 11:00 pm to 7:00 am shift.  The week had been very busy because of several conventions being held at nearby hotels.  Though our dump of a restaurant was off the strip, we never had to advertise.  Most of our patrons learned about us through word of mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shift was nearly over when two well-dressed men sat down in my section.  One was attractive, in his late forties with brown hair going gray at the sides.  He had a well-maintained suntan, which emphasized his light blue eyes.  The other man, a light-skinned African-American, was younger and bigger.  His broad shoulders strained the seams of his jacket. He was pure eye-candy, with the most beautiful green eyes I’d ever seen on a man.  I figured he was his bodyguard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought over two menus, and the older man told me to start with two coffees.  I noticed that he wore an expensive-looking watch and a diamond pinky ring.  Everything about him seemed to shout money.  However, being well-dressed and apparently having money didn’t always translate into a big tipper, something I’d learned quickly.  He did most of the talking, while the younger man merely nodded.  Both men ordered a deluxe breakfast consisting of orange  juice, an oversized stack of pancakes, sausage, toast, and coffee, which I refilled often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I freshened their cups for the second time, the older guy asked me my name.  One thing about serving tables topless, you had no place to pin a nametag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kayla.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s a beautiful name.  Don’t you agree, Morgan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger man smiled at me and said, “It’s a perfect name for her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled back and asked if there was anything else I could get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older man caught me off guard with his next question.  “Do you have an old man at home, sweetheart?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head, surprised at myself for telling him the truth.  Normally I didn’t give out any personal information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then perhaps you’ll have dinner with me some time?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t date men I don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tapped his head with his forefinger.   “How forgetful of me.  Where are my manners?  I’m Deacon Masters and this is my assistant, Morgan Grant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t expect me to go out with you now just because I know your name?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How would I know if it’s your real name?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s got me there, Morgan.  Any suggestions?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger man leaned over and whispered something into his boss’s ear.&lt;br /&gt;A man sitting in a booth waved at me.  “Excuse me,” I said, “I have to bring something to another table.  I’ll be right back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jo caught me as I walked into the kitchen.  “Who are those hotties?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The older guy wants to take me to dinner.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You go, girlfriend!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But, I don’t know him.  He could be a crazy, for all I know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you don’t see him again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t—especially if I’m dead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You see too much CSI, girl.  Go out and have a good time.”&lt;br /&gt;When I returned to Deacon’s table, he handed me a business card.  A quick glance told me he was an importer of fine wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What you can’t tell from the card is that I travel a great deal and make lots of money, which I enjoy spending on beautiful women.  All I’m asking for is a date, but if we click, I can give you your heart’s desires.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8201924335689975112?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8201924335689975112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/mondays-excerpt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8201924335689975112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8201924335689975112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/mondays-excerpt.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&apos;s Excerpt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TPPM2THbu6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Vkb6Amj4FE/s72-c/dangerousattraction%2B%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-765523186753441900</id><published>2010-11-26T16:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T16:30:28.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing tips'/><title type='text'>Writing Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailywritingtips.com"&gt;http://www.dailywritingtips.com&lt;/a&gt; is a site that offers daily writing tips. You can either grab the RSS Feed or receive posts by email. Its real value lies in the topic categories that are listed on the left side and the helpful articles on writing on the right side. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in taking online classes or live in or near New york City, the Gotham Writers' Workshop, &lt;a href="http://www.writingclasses.com"&gt;http:// www.writingclasses.com&lt;/a&gt; have the most comprehensive writing classes in all genres of writing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-765523186753441900?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/765523186753441900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/765523186753441900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/765523186753441900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/writing-tips.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Writing Tips&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-6607737975633166098</id><published>2010-11-24T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T06:30:59.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parrot'/><title type='text'>HAPPY THNKSGIVING!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY THINGSGIVING DAY JOKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TO0g8e5VhsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y3zw0gU0LM8/s1600/image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 60px; height: 69px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TO0g8e5VhsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y3zw0gU0LM8/s400/image001.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543122939820738242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bad Parrot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A  young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The&lt;br /&gt; Parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse  vocabulary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious&lt;br /&gt; And laced with profanity . John tried and tried to&lt;br /&gt; Change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only&lt;br /&gt; Polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could&lt;br /&gt; Think of to 'clean up' the bird's vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot .&lt;br /&gt; The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the&lt;br /&gt; Parrot got angrier and even more rude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, in desperation, threw up his hands, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then suddenly there was total quiet.  Not a peep was heard&lt;br /&gt; For over a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened&lt;br /&gt; The door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out&lt;br /&gt; Onto John's outstretched arms and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and&lt;br /&gt; actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; John was stunned   at the change in the bird's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a&lt;br /&gt; Dramatic change in his behavior, the bird spoke-up, very&lt;br /&gt; Softly...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "May I ask what the turkey did?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HAPPY THANKSGIVING  !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-6607737975633166098?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6607737975633166098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thnksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6607737975633166098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/6607737975633166098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thnksgiving.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY THNKSGIVING!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TO0g8e5VhsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y3zw0gU0LM8/s72-c/image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8991595085891406781</id><published>2010-11-22T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T08:25:39.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multicultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplane crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short story'/><title type='text'>Excerpt from: CHRISTMAS WITH A STRANGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TOqN-dWsmvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4OqvikrMtYA/s1600/xmaswithastranger-candycaine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TOqN-dWsmvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4OqvikrMtYA/s400/xmaswithastranger-candycaine.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542398395604048626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the wee hours two days before Christmas, Allie, a young, African-American graphic artist living contently with her boyfriend, is awakened by a distress call from her boss.  Knowing she possesses a pilot’s license, he asks her to fly to Maine to pick up Roy Colby, a stranded potential client, and bring him back to Manhattan.  She imagines Colby, the owner of a chain of stores, to be a middle-aged guy with a paunch and isn’t prepared for the handsome, blond-haired man waiting at the airport.  However, the plane develops engine trouble and she’s forced to make an emergency landing.  Rescue is prevented by a snow storm and they take shelter in an abandoned shack.  After spending a stolen night of bliss, the two are rescued.  But, will they ever be able to return to their lovers at home and forget one another?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS WITH A STRANGER&lt;br /&gt;                                  Published by Lady Leo Publishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The persistent ringing of the phone jarred me out of a sound sleep.  Wesley stirred next to me.  Not wanting the phone to waken him, I rolled over and fumbled for the receiver.  Without warning, Wesley’s arm shot out and grabbed my breast.  I swatted it away, as I tried to talk.  He could be so annoying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Allie, are you awake?” Even in my half comatose state, I recognized the voice as Joe Brown’s, my boss at Brown, Wyckoff, and Jones Advertising Agency.  I mouthed, “Stop it!” to Wesley, who decided to ignore what I was telling him and fondle me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “No.  I'm sleeping like all normal people do at this hour after drinking and raising hell at the office Christmas party.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Jump into the shower and throw on some clothes.  I need you to do an enormous favor for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Come on, Joe.  It’s five a.m. on a Saturday morning.  That’s my day off, in case you’ve forgotten.  Besides, Christmas is the day after tomorrow and I still have to wrap my Christmas presents.”  Okay, the last part was a white lie, but I needed my sleep, not that I’d get any now that Wesley was pawing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t important, Allie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “So is my sleep.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Roy Colby of Helper Stores, has an appointment with Tom to discuss the possibility of signing on with us.  I don’t have to tell you what his business could mean to our firm.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “That's all very nice, but couldn’t you have waited to tell me this wonderful news at a more humane hour…say some time after noon—tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “That's not the reason I called.  You've got to pick him up at the Bangor Airport.  His flight to New York was cancelled at the last minute.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “As in Maine?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “That’s where I’ve heard Bangor to be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Why, me?”    &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;          “Because you’re a pilot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “That’s just a hobby, not what you hired me for.”  Boy, did I ever regret having told him I had a pilot’s license.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Please, Allie.  I need you to do this for me.  Listen, I’m begging you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Oh, stop your groveling.  I’m up already....”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I knew I could count on you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Never again.  Especially this early in the morning.  Promise?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I promise.  And Allie…Thank you.  Now get going!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          No sooner had I put the phone down, Wesley was straddling me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Look, Wes, I gotta go.  Joe needs me—”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Joe always needs you do something.  Your job always seems to come first, lately.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Hey, that’s not fair.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Then prove it!”  He tried to persuade me by rubbing his cock against my sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Big baby!” I chided as I straddled his back with my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          With his morning hard-on, he slammed into me like a jackhammer.  To tell the truth, it felt good and I really wished I had more time.  We both climaxed quickly.  Wesley pulled out of me and proceeded to go back to sleep while I went to take a quick shower and dress.  I left a note on his night table explaining where I'd gone, promising to be back late afternoon.  Then I called ahead to make sure the plane I usually rented was available and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8991595085891406781?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8991595085891406781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/excerpt-from-christmas-with-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8991595085891406781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8991595085891406781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/excerpt-from-christmas-with-stranger.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt from: CHRISTMAS WITH A STRANGER&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TOqN-dWsmvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4OqvikrMtYA/s72-c/xmaswithastranger-candycaine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1915694621202359930</id><published>2010-11-19T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T06:20:06.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>Today's Tip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For today's tip, I came across something on a webite, I normally use for computer help. &lt;a href="http://www.worldstart.com"&gt;www.worldstart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had something interesting for those writers interested in several myths and heroes. It was presented by Amanda, one of their bloggers who always suggests new websites for readers od WS. I recommend this site for anyone who owns a computer, however here's an example of their general interest side:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WorldStart.Com Computer Tips &amp; Help&lt;br /&gt;Tip #7145 - In Search of Myths and Heroes &lt;br /&gt;In Search of Myths and Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TOaGAwVQcAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JBq-HeV2jWg/s1600/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TOaGAwVQcAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JBq-HeV2jWg/s400/image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541263739058155522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site focuses on four myths: the Queen of Sheba, Shangri-la, King Arthur, and Jason of the Argonauts. I arrived here via the page on Jason, but you can select any of the four myths to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After selecting a myth to explore, you'll be taken to the main page for myths. Pick the myth you want to explore again, or explore one of the other two sections: Myth &amp; Archetypes or What is a Myth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you explore a myth you'll find a text version of the myth, a video you can watch that tells part of the myth (I enjoyed watching each of the videos they hired excellent storytellers to do the myth retelling), and if you click the images on the side of the page you'll be taken to further information on the myth. Each picture goes to the same place so you only have to click one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myth &amp; Archetypes – this section will teach you what an archetype is and how it applies to myths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a Myth? – this section explains what exactly a myth is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've explored all the myths on the site why don't you try your hand at the Living Legends Quiz! I think that not only is this quiz fun to take, but it shows you just exactly how these myths have transcended time and are still present in our culture today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TOaFjD3J9-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/qs8NaJGt-Q4/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TOaFjD3J9-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/qs8NaJGt-Q4/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541263228904536034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/mythsandheroes/index.html"&gt;http://www.pbs.org/mythsandheroes/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1915694621202359930?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1915694621202359930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/todays-tip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1915694621202359930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1915694621202359930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/todays-tip.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Today&apos;s Tip&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6CtxboSzv4Y/TOaGAwVQcAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JBq-HeV2jWg/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-8100989793914295160</id><published>2010-11-18T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:06:26.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday's blog on Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why men are never depressed...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures? &lt;strong&gt;(LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last name stays put. &lt;br /&gt;The garage is all yours. &lt;br /&gt;Wedding plans take care of   themselves. &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate is just another snack. &lt;br /&gt;You can be President. &lt;br /&gt;You can never be pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. &lt;br /&gt;You can wear NO shirt to a water park. &lt;br /&gt;Car mechanics tell you the truth. &lt;br /&gt;The world is your urinal. &lt;br /&gt;You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is&lt;br /&gt; just too icky. &lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.&lt;br /&gt;Same work, more pay. &lt;br /&gt;Wrinkles add character. &lt;br /&gt;Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. &lt;br /&gt;People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. &lt;br /&gt;One mood all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. &lt;br /&gt;You know stuff about tanks. &lt;br /&gt;A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. &lt;br /&gt;You can open all your own jars.&lt;br /&gt;You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. &lt;br /&gt;If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. &lt;br /&gt;Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. &lt;br /&gt;You almost never have strap problems in public. &lt;br /&gt;You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. &lt;br /&gt;Everything on your face stays its original color. &lt;br /&gt;The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. &lt;br /&gt;You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;br /&gt;You can play with toys all your life. &lt;br /&gt;One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one color for all seasons. &lt;br /&gt;You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.&lt;br /&gt;You can 'do' your nails with a pocket knife. &lt;br /&gt;You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.&lt;br /&gt;You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No wonder men are happier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-8100989793914295160?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8100989793914295160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/wednesdays-blog-on-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8100989793914295160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/8100989793914295160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/wednesdays-blog-on-thursday.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&apos;s blog on Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3634593475623405370</id><published>2010-11-15T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T08:07:36.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here it is Monday again and I realize that I've been neglecting my blogs--of course I could use the excuse I've been writing and editing several stories. And I could add the fact life threw my poor son a nasty curve and he lost his job out in Arizona, forcing him to return home. But I won't. He's got a job and here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to try to be more consistent and give an excerpt from one of my stories every Monday.  For Wednesday's, it'll be pot luck, which means &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;. A joke, quiz, etc. On Fridays I will try to give writing advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a New Year's resolution, doesn't it? Well, I hope not, 'cause I've stopped making them. It's like lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s Monday, so here’s an excerpt from FORBIDDEN FRUIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Hi, hon,” I said, coming through the door.  I had my own key. I found my man parked in front of his computer, as usual, and gave him a big kiss.  Darryl had become a really terrific graphic artist, my prejudice aside, and worked from his apartment.  If I didn’t force him to go outside sometimes, he’d never leave the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Umm, you taste good.  How was your first day on the job?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Great!  I think I’m really going to like it there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “And you were so worried.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “What’s that terrific smell?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Dinner.  I have a roasted chicken in the oven.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “My very own Colonel Sanders.  How does it look that the man I love is a better cook than me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Do you really care?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I may, but my stomach certainly doesn’t.” I spoke the truth since I was a terrible cook, not having much practice and still trying to master boiling water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Darryl powered down the computer and took me in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I love you, Mel.” His soft brown eyes looked at me with such longing, that I felt myself turning to jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Knowing that he loved me so much always made my heart leap in my chest. I smiled and kissed him.  He kissed me back and began to nuzzle my neck.  His tongue traced the outline of my lips before entering my mouth as his hand encircled my breast through my blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Do we have time before dinner?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Of course,” he said, as he took my hand and led me into his bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          We both undressed and got into bed ready to continue where we left off.  Resting on my knees, I ran my hands through Darryl’s thick, black hair as he buried his head in my chest before teasing each breast, one at a time, with his tongue and lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Like that, baby?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “Umm, nice,” I whispered, breathlessly.  “Don’t stop.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          “I aim to please,” Darryl said as he gently pushed me down on my back.  He began to kiss his way down my body slowly, leaving tender, butterfly like kisses along the way.  He stopped momentarily at my navel and flicked his tongue in and out as he continued to play with my nipples, keeping them puckered and hard.  Continuing to kiss and fondle me, he didn’t stop until I was wet enough to receive him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;          He eased his way into me and began to move slowly at first.  I savored every stroke.  Soon his pace quickened and it wasn’t very long before I felt his body stiffen in my arms as he grabbed at my breasts. That was my signal that he’d come and we were done.  Somehow, I sort of felt that maybe there was something missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Darryl kissed me.  “I’d better check on dinner,” he said and began to pull on his clothes.  I redressed also and followed him into the kitchen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3634593475623405370?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3634593475623405370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3634593475623405370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3634593475623405370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/11/mondays.html' title='Mondays'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-4277542107354736937</id><published>2010-10-28T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:09:11.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Caine has just signed a new contract with Lady Leo Publishing for an erotic story called With One Touch. It will be out tentatively in December 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-4277542107354736937?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4277542107354736937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4277542107354736937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/4277542107354736937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2875723340311406748</id><published>2010-09-12T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:11:33.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORBIDDEN FRUIT RELEASED AT LADY LEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TI2WQx5S9uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGsJmcAwN_k/s1600/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TI2WQx5S9uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGsJmcAwN_k/s400/image002.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516230333614454498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORBIDDEN FRUIT IS NOW OUT AT LADY LEO PUBLISHING www.ladyleopublishing.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2875723340311406748?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2875723340311406748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/forbidden-fruit-released-at-lady-leo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2875723340311406748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2875723340311406748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/forbidden-fruit-released-at-lady-leo.html' title='FORBIDDEN FRUIT RELEASED AT LADY LEO'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TI2WQx5S9uI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGsJmcAwN_k/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3410329178921487351</id><published>2010-09-07T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:40:46.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id7"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My story, FORBIDDEN FRUIT, is due out this month at LADY LEO PUBLISHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TIawPABj_LI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8pMSpOKIiFc/s1600/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288565512830130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TIawPABj_LI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8pMSpOKIiFc/s400/image002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Melissa Janey, a young, white woman, becomes a receptionist for the law firm of Wendell, Jones and Smith, she opens a new chapter of her life. Coming from a close-knit loving family and pre-engaged to the only guy she’s ever been with and known most of her life, Darryl Simmons, a graphic artist, Melissa is happy and content with her life. Even though she thinks her life with Darryl is wonderful, sometimes she finds herself envying Millie, a real party girl for her Technicolor sexual escapades which she shares with her co-workers at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;          Melissa continues contentedly along in her well-ordered life until she attends the office Christmas party.  There she literally bumps into Charles White, a handsome, black trial lawyer.  When Melissa dances with Charles, she experiences feelings she knows she should have with Darryl. And when Charles kisses her goodnight, she guiltily feels the imprint all the way to Darryl’s apartment. Despite Her attempts to forget Charles, her feelings for him grow.  Will Melissa choose her life-long love or the love of her life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3410329178921487351?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3410329178921487351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-latest-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3410329178921487351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3410329178921487351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-latest-cover.html' title='My Latest Cover'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TIawPABj_LI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8pMSpOKIiFc/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-262592115993012502</id><published>2010-08-29T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T09:25:18.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the Ginsu Knives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, I had the time of my life playing with an ancient sword from Germany. Ancient, being a relative term here. My kids used to think my parents were ancient. I hate to think what they consider me now, but I'm getting off track, here. My writing group was invited to Trisha Kiefer's home for a first-rate presentation of weaponry through the ages. Her husband, Pat, is a techno wiz when it comes to building various nifty things like catapults, trebuchets and guillotines and practically an encyclopedia of knowledge. With the use of small homemade replicas, we were instructed in the art of warfare. It was a very hands-on type of day and we each took turns using the German sword to disembowel fierce plastic water jugs. The sword was a beautiful handcrafted weapon which turned out to be light and very wieldable. Some of us could think of several important uses for the sword, none of which concerning melons or pumpkins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-262592115993012502?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/262592115993012502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/bring-on-ginsu-knives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/262592115993012502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/262592115993012502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/bring-on-ginsu-knives.html' title='Bring on the Ginsu Knives'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-3536945096742198770</id><published>2010-08-22T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T07:11:09.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific video on the 1960's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id21"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those of us who either remember the 1960's  or  lived through it, the following link is a terrific guide through that remarkable decade. The music, alone, makes it well worth taking a peek.  Since there's a great deal of statistics thrown at you quite quickly, use the pause button on the bottom whenever necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;target="_blank"&gt;the sixties&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-3536945096742198770?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3536945096742198770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/terrific-video-on-1960s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3536945096742198770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/3536945096742198770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/terrific-video-on-1960s.html' title='Terrific video on the 1960&apos;s'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2557829775927308923</id><published>2010-07-25T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:45:24.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id15"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Tuesday night, I'm joining six of my Dunes and Dreams writing buddies and heading down to Orlando where the Romance Writers of America's National Conference is being held this year. Originally it was to be held in Nashville, but the hotel was flooded out when that area was hit hard by terrible rains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be a blast. Of course, though, here I am, no different from last year, standing in front of my open closet wondering what I should bring to wear. Even though, I explicitly bought new clothes to wear--heaven help some member from RWA remember seeing me in something I'd worn the year before in Washington, D.C., I'm still deliberating. As you can guess, making decisions is not one of my strong points. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id31"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the fact that I'm going to moderate some poor women's workshop. Me, the person who gets so tongue-tied, you need a pair of scissors to untie it. Or I can do what I do best. Taking the first letters of two words and switching them with such ease, it's amazing. For instance, Happy Birthday is transformed into Bappy Hirthday. I'm really that good. Once I nearly did an entire sentence. I guess you can call it slight of tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id19"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's those 10 minutes of pitching your work where you try to convince the agent or editor sitting across from you why they should read and publish your work. Anything and everything is possible then. That's my vocal free-for-all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id21"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is that when I get nervous, I don't stutter or grow quiet, like most people. I get loud and funny. My one-liners come out in such lightning speed, even I don't know what I'm saying. If I could write some of them down, I'd be a funny writer. But, it doesn't work that way. And despite all the nerves and indecisions, I can't wait to go. I keep reminding myself that it's only 5 days out of my life and that whatever I do, I can recover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id22"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I hope so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2557829775927308923?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2557829775927308923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-tuesday-night-im-joining-six-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2557829775927308923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2557829775927308923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-tuesday-night-im-joining-six-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2944208993845374785</id><published>2010-07-16T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:45:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda McIntyre's Thursday Coffee Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For those who missed my interview last Thursday with Amanda McIntyre, I have reproduced the interview:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, July 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Coffee Talk: Candy Caine 7.08.10 &lt;br /&gt;This week On TCT, I am pleased to welcome to House of Muse, erotic romance author, Candy Caine aka Candace Gold! Candy writes for Lady Leo Publishing and is afflilated through Arrow Publishing with their Apple Distribution program. Please welcome Candy to House of Muse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell us a bit about how you got started writing:&lt;/strong&gt;Believe it or not, I began my writing career writing for children. I guess the really big thrill came when the Chicken Soup people sent me a postcard asking if I’d like to submit a story for Chicken Soup for the Kid’s Soul. I was already writing for adults at this time but wrote a simple story off the top of my head and was surprised when it was selected by a panel of kids. I guess, had I not been in a convenience store in Arizona and plucked a confessions magazine off the impulse rack as I waited to be checked out, I might be still a children’s writer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My favorite genre will always be confessions. With confessions you’re limited only by your imagination. Since it is written in the first person, you can try out new careers. In one week, I was a hooker, travel agent, teacher, librarian and a doctor. I write all types of romance from sweet to suspenseful and usually end up blending several genres together. Though I’m usually wrestling with the here and now, I also have a paranormal coming out next year with Lyrical Publishing. And then there’s the erotica which Candy Caine is known for. That’s my husband, Robert’s, favorite by the way. He likes to make certain the writing is authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you give us a sneak peek at your latest release?      &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TEDuKos7PWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QsYXCUyAR7g/s1600/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TEDuKos7PWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QsYXCUyAR7g/s200/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494653411883957602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Grandma’s Handyman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shawna Washington finds the man she's been living with in bed with another woman, she scratches his name off her Christmas list and leaves him. However, she discovers getting him out of our life is not so easy. She takes a vacation to visit her grandmother thinking it will help her stay away from men and their tangling relationships. Only grandma has her own agenda. She tries every way possible to fix Shawna up with her handyman, Roy Smith. Does Grandma’s plan work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A question I like to ask my readers and my guests-what is your definition of the "perfect" hero or heroine?:&lt;/strong&gt;As for my definition of a hero, aside from having gorgeous eyes, he is selfless and caring, yet strong. Far from perfect, he has flaws that keep him human. Great body, though. He’s got integrity, but willing to tell a white lie if it is necessary. He’s also willing to sacrifice or give up something near and dear to him for the sake of my heroine and though his determination may waiver at times, he remains steadfast in this cause. He’s the one who stands behind someone encouraging and supporting them when no one else will. That brings up his loyalty and gallantry. My hero does the deed with a modest style that is unique to him. However, above all he has compassion which actually makes him the man he is, for without it, he’d only be a hunky-looking tin man taking the wrong route to the Emerald City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my heroines, to be honest…I’m totally jealous of them. They are beautiful and intelligent. Somehow they always survive all the trauma and disasters I throw at them. And the ones in my erotica, definitely have more fun in bed than I do. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Question for our readers?** Leave Candy your thoughts and you might win what Candy is dishing out! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could tell the writer what kind of plotline you’d like her to incorporate into her next story, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from Arrow Publication's interview with Candace can be found at: Straight From Arrow &lt;br /&gt;Lady Leo Publishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn more about Candy and her books at : http://www.candycaine.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming by HOUSE OF MUSE Candy and all the best to you in your writing!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THE WINNER OF MY GUEST BLOG WAS LINDA HENDERSON WHO WILL RECEIVE A COPY OF MY STORY AND A CANDY CAINE TEE-SHIRT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2944208993845374785?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2944208993845374785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/amanda-mcintyres-thursday-coffee-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2944208993845374785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2944208993845374785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/amanda-mcintyres-thursday-coffee-chat.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda McIntyre&apos;s Thursday Coffee Chat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TEDuKos7PWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QsYXCUyAR7g/s72-c/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2141109172932631444</id><published>2010-07-09T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T07:36:30.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Interview Up at TCT with Amanda McIntyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDczd3wbSYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rXMrul9FEBc/s1600/amanda+mcintyre+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDczd3wbSYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rXMrul9FEBc/s200/amanda+mcintyre+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491914858877897090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, July 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Coffee Talk: Candy Caine 7.08.10 &lt;br /&gt; This week On TCT, I am pleased to welcome to House of Muse, erotic romance author, Candy Caine aka Candace Gold! Candy writes for Lady Leo Publishing and is afflilated through Arrow Publishing with their Apple Distribution program. Please welcome Candy to House of Muse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;br /&gt;Tell us a bit about how you got started writing:&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I began my writing career writing for children. I guess the really big thrill came when the Chicken Soup people sent me a postcard asking if I’d like to submit a story for Chicken Soup for the Kid’s Soul. I was already writing for adults at this time but wrote a simple story off the top of my head and was surprised when it was selected by a panel of kids. I guess, had I not been in a convenience store in Arizona and plucked a confessions magazine off the impulse rack as I waited to be checked out, I might be still a children’s writer today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My favorite genre will always be confessions. With confessions you’re limited only by your imagination. Since it is written in the first person, you can try out new careers. In one week, I was a hooker, travel agent, teacher, librarian and a doctor. I write all types of romance from sweet to suspenseful and usually end up blending several genres together. Though I’m usually wrestling with the here and now, I also have a paranormal coming out next year with Lyrical Publishing. And then there’s the erotica which Candy Caine is known for. That’s my husband, Robert’s, favorite by the way. He likes to make certain the writing is authentic.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can you give us a sneak peek at your latest release?&lt;br /&gt;From Grandma’s Handyman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shawna Washington finds the man she's been living with in bed with another woman, she scratches his name off her Christmas list and leaves him. However, she discovers getting him out of our life is not so easy. She takes a vacation to visit her grandmother thinking it will help her stay away from men and their tangling relationships. Only grandma has her own agenda. She tries every way possible to fix Shawna up with her handyman, Roy Smith. Does Grandma’s plan work? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question I like to ask my readers and my guests-what is your definition of the "perfect" hero or heroine?:&lt;br /&gt;As for my definition of a hero, aside from having gorgeous eyes, he is selfless and caring, yet strong. Far from perfect, he has flaws that keep him human. Great body, though. He’s got integrity, but willing to tell a white lie if it is necessary. He’s also willing to sacrifice or give up something near and dear to him for the sake of my heroine and though his determination may waiver at times, he remains steadfast in this cause. He’s the one who stands behind someone encouraging and supporting them when no one else will. That brings up his loyalty and gallantry. My hero does the deed with a modest style that is unique to him. However, above all he has compassion which actually makes him the man he is, for without it, he’d only be a hunky-looking tin man taking the wrong route to the Emerald City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my heroines, to be honest…I’m totally jealous of them. They are beautiful and intelligent. Somehow they always survive all the trauma and disasters I throw at them. And the ones in my erotica, definitely have more fun in bed than I do. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Question for our readers?** Leave Candy your thoughts and you might win what Candy is dishing out! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could tell the writer what kind of plotline you’d like her to incorporate into her next story, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from Arrow Publication's interview with Candace can be found at: Straight From Arrow &lt;br /&gt;Lady Leo Publishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn more about Candy and her books at : http://www.candycaine.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming by HOUSE OF MUSE Candy and all the best to you in your writing!! &lt;br /&gt;Posted by Amanda McIntyre at 8:21 AM  &lt;br /&gt;Labels: Apple App distribution program, Arrow Publications, Lady Leo Publishing Candace Caine, Thursday Coffee Talk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2141109172932631444?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2141109172932631444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-interview-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2141109172932631444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2141109172932631444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-interview-up.html' title='Blog Interview Up at TCT with Amanda McIntyre'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDczd3wbSYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rXMrul9FEBc/s72-c/amanda+mcintyre+pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5146278027961966383</id><published>2010-07-04T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:00:54.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Candy Caine will be the first of several authors from Lady Leo Publishing featured on Amanda McIntyre's Thursday Coffee Talk at her blog on Thursday, July 8th.&lt;br /&gt;Come by and check it out.  She will be featuring Candy's new release with lady Leo, Grandma's Handyman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDDm4n1h2fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CppQI8UIPfQ/s1600/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDDm4n1h2fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CppQI8UIPfQ/s200/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490141806205196786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;Her site is: &lt;br /&gt;    http://mcintyreshouseofmuse.blogspot.com/search/label/Thursday%20Coffee%20Talk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5146278027961966383?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5146278027961966383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5146278027961966383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5146278027961966383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview.html' title='INTERVIEW'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDDm4n1h2fI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CppQI8UIPfQ/s72-c/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1579261280917177685</id><published>2010-06-30T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:12:26.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN is now out at Lady Leo Publishing and Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCvc6wSGxBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VZOfBpikGZI/s1600/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCvc6wSGxBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VZOfBpikGZI/s200/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488723472832447506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When Shawna Washington finds the man she's been living with in bed with another woman, she scratches his name off her Christmas list and leaves him.  However, she discovers getting him out of our life is not so easy.  She takes a vacation to visit her grandmother thinking it will help her stay away from men and their tangling relationships.  Only grandma has her own agenda.  She tries every way possible to fix Shawna up with her handyman, Roy Smith.  Does Grandma’s plan work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1579261280917177685?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1579261280917177685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandmas-handyman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1579261280917177685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1579261280917177685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandmas-handyman.html' title='GRANDMA&apos;S HANDYMAN'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCvc6wSGxBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VZOfBpikGZI/s72-c/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5641357361365741677</id><published>2010-06-24T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:15:05.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't wait to see the cover for Candy Caine's new ebook, GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN and my vigil is finally over.  The story is coming out in July.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the great equipment on this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCOgU_0qKiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yvkL5e48OR4/s1600/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCOgU_0qKiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yvkL5e48OR4/s200/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486405053657524770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5641357361365741677?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5641357361365741677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5641357361365741677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5641357361365741677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-cover.html' title='New Cover'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TCOgU_0qKiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yvkL5e48OR4/s72-c/GrandmasHandyman+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-2672499196326536710</id><published>2010-06-09T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:18:23.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 3 at Lady Leo Publishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For the month of May, Candy has two stories in the top 3 of Lady Leo Publishing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             #2 is LOVE WITH A YOUNGER MAN      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TBADrZszOEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/m0EJgp2GyUo/s1600/lovewithayoungerman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TBADrZszOEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/m0EJgp2GyUo/s200/lovewithayoungerman.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480884790677944386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             #3 is CHRISTMAS WITH A STRANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TBAEu-TAKPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/36Floyh7wiM/s1600/xmaswithastranger-candycaine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TBAEu-TAKPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/36Floyh7wiM/s200/xmaswithastranger-candycaine.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480885951553087730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-2672499196326536710?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2672499196326536710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/top-3-at-lady-leo-publishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2672499196326536710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/2672499196326536710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/top-3-at-lady-leo-publishing.html' title='Top 3 at Lady Leo Publishing'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TBADrZszOEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/m0EJgp2GyUo/s72-c/lovewithayoungerman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-9183562609032531496</id><published>2010-06-09T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:30:08.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id6"&gt; Seems like Candy Caine is going to have her name on two stories that Candace Gold had been claiming. Slight change in plans. GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN due out in July and WANTING WAYNE due out in August. Both will published by Lady Leo Publishing.  Also coming out by Candy caine in August is FORBIDDEN FRUIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In GRANDMA'S HANDYMAN, Shawna Washington finds the man she's been living with in their bed with a neighbor. She scratches his name off her Christmas list and leaves him, but finds getting him out of her life isn't so easy. Taking a vacation to visit her grandmother, she thinks she'll get away from men and their tangling relationships. Only Grandma has her own agenda. She tries every which-way to fix Shawna up with her hunky handyman, Roy Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In WANTING WAYNE, Rochelle Robinson loves Wayne Watson. However, he's the one man she can never have, because he's already married to her younger sister, Tanisha. What makes matters worse is knowing that Tanisha treats Wayne like dirt and cares even less for their son, Ty. What will Rochelle do when she discovers her sister's been unfaithful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In FORBIDDEN FRUIT, pre-engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Melissa Janey lands her dream job at a law firm.  Everything seems to be falling into place rather nicely for her-until she meets Charles White.  The true test comes when she has to decide between her life-long love or the love of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-9183562609032531496?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9183562609032531496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/seems-like-candy-caine-is-going-to-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9183562609032531496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/9183562609032531496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/seems-like-candy-caine-is-going-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-5976038116919998078</id><published>2010-06-02T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:05:06.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's now official! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The winner of the contest sponsored by Coffee Time Romance on behalf of Candy Caine is: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;          &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;          Robin Smith from Pennsylvania.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;          Congratulations, Robin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-5976038116919998078?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5976038116919998078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/contest-winner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5976038116919998078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/5976038116919998078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/contest-winner.html' title='Contest Winner'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3636321914172127227.post-1509790683206599993</id><published>2010-05-26T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:23:29.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Arrow Publications</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/S_29sMwxEuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxFAUNI7CcI/s1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 23px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475741288990053090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/S_29sMwxEuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxFAUNI7CcI/s200/image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/christmas-with-stranger-by/id362337352?mt=8"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475741279706689362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/S_29rqLcL1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/2pX3OjO97gE/s200/image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently Candy was interviewed by Arrow Publications about how she felt about e-books and erotica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; We'd love to hear about you. So tell us-- we're listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; First, let me tell you how honored and delighted I am to be interviewed for your newsletter. I guess the best way to tell you about myself is to talk about my writing. They say, every writer puts a little of themselves in their stories, however with me, it's a little different. I find I'm jealous of my characters and want to have as much fun as some of them do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow: &lt;/strong&gt;Okay-- sounds adventurous! So, what you think about mobile publishing and making &lt;em&gt;Christmas With a Stranger&lt;/em&gt; available on the iTunes app store?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; I am as thrilled as I can be that &lt;em&gt;Christmas With a Sranger&lt;/em&gt; is available at the app store! Making it available on iTunes broadens my audience. Also, having the stories available anywhere in the world is one of the most fantastic things about the new technologies afforded to the writers to connect with their fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; It's very important to give the fans what they want. So, what motivated you to start writing these hot love stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; Simply put, I write stories I hope people will enjoy. To please my readers is my top priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, let's be more specific: you write erotica and confessions. What made you choose these romance subgenres?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/S_29rdN9q6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ERX-gi34dc/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; I was in a small grocery store in Tempe, Arizona buying groceries and I happened to see the confession magazines in the checkout line. I picked up one of the magazines began to thumb through it and then I bought it. That's how I started writing confessions. At this moment, I decided to stretch my writing wings and wrote novels as Candace Gold. When I first began to write, the e-book market was evolving and it became the venue for short erotic stories. For a way to showcase my short stories, I naturally gravitated there. I found some good e-book publishers and I found some disappointing once. For instance, I began my erotic writing career with Ocean's Mist Press, but they folded. Someone suggested that I submit my work to Lady Leo Publishing, one of the most wonderful publishers I've ever worked with. It was one of the best things I've ever done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; How often do you write?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; I try to write a little every day, but unfortunately, life gets in the way. But, it's the same life that fills my head with the ideas that eventually turn into stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow: &lt;/strong&gt;Have you considered expanding into other genres?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC: &lt;/strong&gt;There are times that I've been asked by editors or publishers to write a particular story. But no matter what I write, romantic confessions or erotica, it's the story or plotline that is most important to me. It has to be a good story-- especially when it comes to my erotica. I never present sex for sex's sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow: &lt;/strong&gt;What do you do to promote your books, your brand and yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC: &lt;/strong&gt;You can always check out what Candy's been up to at &lt;a href="http://www.candycaine.com/"&gt;http://www.candycaine.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I especially love to hear from my fans because their feedback is very important to me. I belong to writing group called Dunes and Dreams. So, mainly I use my website and promote through the writing group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; What's in store to be released in 2010?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC: &lt;/strong&gt;As for what the future holds for Candy Caine? She will have a story in the anthology, &lt;em&gt;Sistahs Need Love 2&lt;/em&gt;, coming in October from Lady Leo Publishing entitled "Never Say Never."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrow:&lt;/strong&gt; Candy, it's really been a pleasure! Thank you for taking the time to talk with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CC:&lt;/strong&gt; Thank You! The pleasure has been all mine. I can't wait until next time! And BTW, I am both Candy Caine and Candace Gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3636321914172127227-1509790683206599993?l=candycainescorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1509790683206599993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/recently-candy-was-interviewed-by-arrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1509790683206599993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3636321914172127227/posts/default/1509790683206599993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candycainescorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/recently-candy-was-interviewed-by-arrow.html' title='Interview with Arrow Publications'/><author><name>Candy Caine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05353908744206075809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/TDc0eZgqyDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EoEJ8hKk100/S220/CandaceCaine.%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MJbeTk1d0UI/S_29sMwxEuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CxFAUNI7CcI/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
