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Monday, December 22, 2014

Cerise sings #Santa, Cutie with these writer/reader lyrics!

I can’t sing worth a plug nickel. So I do it in private in my office when no one can hear me bray.
One song I love is this one where a woman asks The Man With the Bag for a few items she would love to hold dear.
What I hold dear are my readers, others novels and my hope to write more of my own works next year.
Hope you love my lyrics.
And happy holidays to all of you!
Best,
Cerise
(And for those of you who’d like to read Cerise’s bestselling Santa, Cutie, here are the cover and buy links:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/ssT5GL.
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-santacutie-652955-166.html

Cerise’s Santa, Cutie song:

Santa cutie, slip a million novels ‘neath the tree for me;
I’m a fast reader, honest, Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, I need no new convertible, true. Mine’s blue.
I'll write romances for you; Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Think of all my readers in bliss;
Think of all my men who’ve earned hot chicks to kiss;
Next year I’ll write just as much, if you check off my Christmas list.

Santa cutie, I’ve really no need for yacht. Next to that, not a lot.
Been hard-working all year; Santa cutie.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa honey, one little thing I really do need...
The deed…to a swell Paris pad, Santa baby.
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, fill my stocking with first class air and new specs;
To complement my research on sex, Santa cutie,
and hurry down my chimney tonight.

Come and trim my Christmas tree…with wide Mac screen and a stirred martini;
I honestly believe in you.
Let's see if you believe in me.
Santa, cutie, I love you all year round.
That statement is sound.
Santa cutie,
So hurry down my chimney tonight!
Tonight!
Hurry down my chimney tonight!
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P.S. My view from my apartment in Paris this past October. Love it.

Visit me at http://www.cerisedeland.com and my blog (with views of her recent research trip to Paris! http://cerisedeland.blogspot.com


Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Just in the "Nich" of time.

On the eve of Christmas Eve, I want to share some of my favorite Christmas lore with you. Much of this is already familiar but I love thinking about it this time of year.

Did you know the custom of ornately decorating Christmas trees is fairly new? It was an old German custom that really took off in Victorian times when Queen Victoria married the German Prince Albert and starting decorating Christmas trees for him. The first Victorian Christmas trees were fairly simple. Candles, glass balls and tinsel prevailed. Later, foil-wrapped nuts, candied fruits, small toys and angel or star shaped cookies crept onto the trees. Soon Victorian ladies were creating highly embellished tasseled and beaded needlepoint ornaments for their family Christmas trees.

Do you know why we kiss under the mistletoe? It’s a legend connected to an old Scandinavian myth. The beautiful hero-god Balder was killed by an arrow made of mistletoe. His mother the Norse Goddess Frigga was so distraught, she wept over the mistletoe until it bloomed with white berries in the heart of winter-a miracle. Her love and compassion brought Balder back to life. In gratitude for this miracle she promised to kiss and bless all who stood under the mistletoe.

The original Saint Nicholas was a wealthy, Turkish, only child orphaned by the plague in 300AD. He became a priest at the very young age of 17. He began to give his wealth away to the poor, especially children. He was rumored to surprise people by tossing bags of gold coins down the chimney or lobbing coins through open windows hoping they would fall in the stocking hung in front of the fireplace to dry… Sound familiar? He later became a Catholic Bishop and also a saint. This is why some early artwork depicts Saint Nicholas dressed in flowing Papal robes and miter. He was also strongly associated with the Catholic Church and when the Protestant Reformation came to England “Saint Nic” went underground. A new “Gift-Giver” and Father Christmas figure arose. This Gift-Giver wore a suit of breeches and tunic not unlike the long beloved “Green-Man” of Celtic mythology.

The familiar name “Santa Claus” is actually an American corruption of the Dutch name for Father Christmas, which was “Sinterklaas”

This season, no matter what religion you are, and regardless of how you may or may not celebrate the winter holidays, be conscious of the fact we are passing through history together and adding to the richness of the human story. The harshness of winter is a wonderful time to share our love and light with each other.

Merry Christmas and happy winter holidays to all.

XXOO Kat

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays



This is me on Christmas morning. I've been this way since I knew what Christmas and Santa were. My parents would sleep and I'd sneak out to the tree, stack all the presents in neat little piles for the three of us and wait. Like a good little child I'd check out all the cool stuff Santa brought, peek in my stocking, and anticipate what was wrapped.

As a new parent some twenty-two years ago I couldn't wait for my son to wake me up on Christmas morning all excited because Santa arrived while he was sleeping. That never happened! While most parents beg their kids for another hour - I always had to wake mine up. Not that they weren't excited about the holiday, they're just heavy sleepers. I'm hoping the grandbaby and new baby are different! LOL Either way I'll be up at the crack of dawn waiting!

This year I'm blessed with a house full of children again. Hope this holiday season finds you healthy, happy and full of many blessings!

Monday, December 21, 2009

Santa's Sexy Helper Brings You a "GIFT"!

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Nothing serious this month. Just another fun blog with a Santa's Sexy Helper!

Whew! What a HARD time Santa's helper is having this year while trying to bring a special "GIFT" to all good ladies! This poor guy is so-o-o tired, he just had to settle down for a short nap. Lucky thing he found some grass clippings to keep him warm...plus, he's got on his Santa hat!

He worked very hard all year to buff up in time for the holiday season. Santa gave him a list of all the good ladies to visit and deliver his special "GIFT".

Are you on his list? I know he's not done bringing joy and fantasy happiness to all those listed, so maybe he hasn't made it to your door yet. If you've been good, then you know he'll be coming...and coming...and coming.

Those abs promise lots of hard muscle to run your fingers over. And those arms look strong enough to warm you on a cold night. Now those thighs...and what's hidden under the grass...hint at some mighty powerful action when stirred and focused on your pleasure.

How about a story of a Santa's helper who tries to visit all good ladies in one night? I wonder how many he could share his passion with and still have more to go around to others. Maybe he could take the month of December and get to a few thousand everyday. Surely there are that many being good who deserve his "GIFT"!

Wake up, Santa's helper! It's time to hit the road and bring a smile to the faces of all good ladies everywhere who are waiting for your "GIFT"!

Happy Holidays!
NOW IN PRINT: "Gone to the Dogs" by Marianne Stephens:
http://www.jasminejade.com/pm-7998-310-gone-to-the-dogs.aspx

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Monday, December 14, 2009

Santa's Sexy Delivery Guy

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This month I'll feature fun blogs with sexy guys! Nothing serious as I want us all to enjoy the season!

I asked Santa for a wreath, and look what he sent! Don't you just love the doves and that great big red ribbon??

Oh, yeah. The sexy delivery guy came with the wreath, but I decided not to hang him on my front door, too. I just KNOW I'll find some use for him, given enough time and experimentation to find out what good qualities he has!

Meanwhile, he'll help me decorate my house while wearing his Santa hat. Gotta have something on so he doesn't get cold.

Wearing just that wreath and hat makes me leery of letting him go outside. Now, you can't see it but he is wearing socks and shoes, so his feet stay warm. I've upped the temperature in my house to keep it...and him...toasty warm! Can't have a chilly guy around when I'm looking for heated embraces!

Here's another idea for a story. Every year, a woman asks Santa for a gift and it's always delivered by a sexy helper she gets to keep for a year. Wouldn't that be amazing if it actually happened? Just imagine how you could ask every year for something, get older, but have your delivery guys stay young and sexy?

Contact Santa today and start this year with your annual gift...and sexy guy!

NOW IN PRINT: "Gone to the Dogs" by Marianne Stephens:
http://www.jasminejade.com/pm-7998-310-gone-to-the-dogs.aspx

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Monday, December 7, 2009

What to Do With Triplet Sexy Hunks!

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My blogs this month will all be fun ones and feature hunks.

Work with me on this one. Fantasize that these are Christmas triplet hunks that I got as a present.

Hmm. What could they do for me? They look strong enough to do any heavy lifting I need done. Cheerful enough to keep me in a good mood. Just the right amount of clothing to catch my attention...you did notice the Santa hat and jingle bells hanging down their legs, right? How about the socks?

Or, did you just concentrate on the cute, red undies?

Maybe I could have one clean my house, one cook for me, and one... You get the idea. Being triplets, wouldn't they all give me the same satisfying service? Think about the fun I'll have, rotating them and their jobs.

But, who do I start with first? Sigh. Decisions, decisions.

I've never written a book about triplets, but these guys are giving me LOTS of ideas! Think about the women...or woman...they could satisfy.

Three at once. Could you handle that? Wanna try? If so, ask Santa for your own set of triplets. I think I'll keep these three!

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