Do you have something to celebrate? Whether it's a Birthday, New Release, or something else

Do you have something to celebrate? Whether it's a Birthday, New Release, or something else - Book your Celebration Roasting Bash now ! BUT FIRST PLEASE READ OLIVER'S RULES !

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lease Note:
We don't do reviews or interviews. just virtual parties to promote your book!

As many of you may know, our beloved sister hostess SHARON DONOVAN, tragically passed away on 11th April 2012. We who knew her, loved her, and were inspired by her courage and determination to face head on whatever life threw at her. When she could no longer see to paint she turned to writing and showed her amazing talent in the Inspirational Romance and Romantic Suspense genres, and her story 'Charade Of Hearts' was awarded the coveted Predators and Editors Award in January 2011.

This Blog was a source of great delight to her, she was one of the founder hostesses and she contributed to the fun and silliness in her own original way, and was kind enough to let her unique creation, the hunky butler 'Oliver' join us for our Friday romp and prepare 'virtual breakfast' for the guests on the following morning. It's beyond hard to have to go on without her, but we know that she would have been the first to insist that 'the show must go on.' She is, and will always be with us in spirit.
Sharon, dear friend, we will never forget you.
The Author Roast and Toast is part of the legacy you left us. Let's raise a Toast to you as well as all our guests.
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Friday, September 25, 2009

Kat Henry Doran joins the Author's Roast And Toast


Let's find out a little bit about this happy author. Then lets she what she's really like. The person behind the picture, (or the book). Welcome Kat Henry Doran, learn a bit about her, and then roast and toast her, whichever you prefer to do. Speak up now!
Here's Kat's bio.

Nurse, insurance investigator, forensic nurse examiner, victim advocate, author, wife and mother; Kat Henry Doran has been there, done all that--and more.

A native of Upstate New York, Kat uses the years she spent haunting police stations, Emergency Rooms, and criminal courtrooms, advocating for victims of sexual violence, as background for her writing, which has been described as brutally realistic and starkly honest.

Even though she hung up her speculum a few years ago, and no longer paces the corridors outside Grand Jury and police interrogation rooms, she continues to advocate for disenfranchised populations through Panties For Peace and Amnesty International

For excerpts of her writing, and the professional programs Kat presents, check out www.KatHenry.com


Oh My Goodness here she comes, look at the gown the shoes (Jimmy who?), my goodness she looks gorgeous! Are those diamonds in her ears?
See the big smile on Kat's face, Lyn and Sharon, that is because she is just about to be escorted into the large plant filled atrium at the AR&T building. The two guards, muscular and still dressed in Kilts from a couple of blogs ago. But Sharon complimented them so many times they won't wear anything else.


It does, Kat, make Lyn keep throwing stuff on the floor when she comes in to make them bend over. She's a hoot. The crew is waiting in there for you to come in.

Junior and Cuddles are chasing the butterfly's we hatched in here. It's smells of sweet earth in amongst the flowers, and the flowers... Cuddles are those feathers you are shedding?
Well Oliver sees you and he's running over here right now. Why is he still in a Tarzan loincloth? Do you think he should change into something else, it's just a piece of cloth between him and the refreshments.


Kat now that you are seated and the level of pandemonium has settled to a manageable level tell us a tad about your book. You want a Chocolate Martini, Oliver has the menu. Here you are, taste a sample if you like.

Captain Marvelous Blurb and Excerpt

BLURB:

In a small Catskill Mountain town, someone is murdering her patients. Physician's Assistant Annie Wolfe prays for someone, anyone, to stop the violence. After New York State Police Captain Ronen Marvelic is assigned to the investigation, Annie soon learns that wishes, while coming true, can backfire. In more ways than one.

EXCERPT:

"Marvelic is down here on special assignment, looking into the trouble," Valetta told her. "I'd like you to help him."

"Trouble?" she mused. "An odd way of describing women being murdered then dumped along I-88 like last week's trash."

"Now, Annie." Valetta's patent sigh made Ronen cringe.

Offering the man a glacial stare, she said, "I'll ignore that patronizing response, Major, because I know you would never deliberately piss me off."

"You're right on that account," the man muttered.

"And I'm sure, had you seen the condition of the bodies as I did, you would agree with my professional opinion that it was a blessing none of them survived."

"I would," he said.

Ronen felt the cold sweep of her gaze from forehead to shoes. "Special assignment, Marvelic? Guess you picked the right asses to kiss after all."

From her, the comment stung. "The less people who know why I was assigned to this area the better."

"That your way of telling me to keep my lips zipped?"

Because Kat is so generous and she wants one person to win her wonderful book. You have to answer the question to be entered in the competition. So here goes.

How many women with menopause does it take to change a lightbulb?
Have fun and for goodness sakes laugh! Well, my fellow roasters take it away!





132 comments:

  1. One! ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don’t even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. And, once they figured it out, they wouldn’t be able to find the #&%!* light bulbs despite the fact that they’ve been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL! BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THAT THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER PICKS UP OR CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!! IT’S A WONDER WE HAVEN’T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE! AND DO NOT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL !!

    Uh, I'm sorry - what was the question?

    Very interesting post - sounds like Kat has the perfect genre for her past (and current talents). Good luck on sales.

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  2. let me begin at the beginning. I had to make a list so I wouldn't forget anything:
    the only shoes designed by someone with Jimmy in their name are heavy duty sneakers. After trudging the work lanes as a nurse, and/or standing on my feet for 8-10 hours at a time in a craniotomy, my arches are shot.
    Diamonds in these ears? No no no, darling. Pasties only. I have allergies to metals.
    Lastly, PL Parker--woman where have you been all my life? Has anyone ever called you Ouiza? As in Ouiza Boudreau? One of my faves.

    Thanks for toasting me, ladies!!

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  3. Welcome Kat! We're so please to roast you today. And Patsy's already on board--great. Now where are Mary and Junior? Lyn and Cuddles will be along shortly. And here comes the man Oliver, grinning up a blue streak and winking wildly at Kat. What can he bring you ladies? Too early for one of his special martinis?
    Sharon

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  4. Menopausal woman do not change light bulbs. They prefer candlelight. It is gentler on strained eyes and provides a youthful glow to skin. On the rare occasion bright lighting is required, the well prepared menopausal woman will pull out her Mag-light. Not because a flashlight provides adequate lighting, but because it makes a darn good...ahem, tool..to encourage negligent men or errant offspring to find the **&4 stepladder and a fresh bulb and get the job done!

    Kat, dahling! How mahvelous to see you toast--Oops, I mean to RAISE a toast to you and your fantastic book! Cheer!

    (lol @ P.L...have you been to my house?)

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  5. With a sweeping bow and deciding to wear his Tarzan loin, Oliver lays out a buffet fit for a king, bacon and eggs, pancakes, French toast, strawberries and cream and coffee and tea. Then he rubs rose scented lotion into Kat's feet and massages them while holding her gaze.
    Sharon

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  6. Kat? Are you here? Did Oliver get you a drink and something to eat? Where is everyone. Oh, there's Cuddles. What do you mean they're all hiding...or did you hide them you naughty boy. Junior, did you knock Mary in a ditch again. Go find everyone.
    Sharon

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  7. Well here I am. Thanks for sending the limo Oliver! My electricity if on and off so I couldn't call a cab!

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  8. Lainey, darling writing partner!
    you never fail to make me laugh!.
    FYI, Lainey and I and another WRP author, Dara Edmondson are writing an anthology for the Last Rose of Summer line [can't keep those peri-menopausal women down!] featuring three women who suffer a life changing event when they are arrested and spend some time in the slam. It's gonna be a honey!
    Sharon, thanks for stopping by.
    And the chocolate martini? Virgin of course. It's delish.
    Can someone do something with these dogs? They're shedding all over my gown.

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  9. Mary walks to Kat and gives her a big hug, while spilling a bit of her strawberry fruitista all over Kat's lovely dress. Junior stop that!
    Cuddles would you mind. Cuddles touches his horn to the stain and wow it's green now.
    Sorry Kat.

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  10. LOL Kat! I'm here to stay. I'm one of the lovely hostesses! Now that that's settled, can Oliver get you a martini or a cup of coffee? The anthology sounds great!
    Sharon

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  11. Junior you are slobbering on Kat's shoes.thank God they are only her work shoes. but the dress, I hope she likes green.

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  12. Hi Mary. How goes it today girl? Thought you fell in a ditch or maybe Junior tried to ditch you there! Oh dear, is Cuddles stirring the martinis with his horns again?
    Sharon

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  13. Sharon, has she tasted the Martini samples yet?
    Cuddles is here, so Lyn will be soon.
    Is that conga drums I hear? Look at that! A line of dancers courses through the garden.
    Should we go into the atrium or stay outside?
    Post menopausal woman should have some one change it for them. Ha!

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  14. ARUMBA!!! Oliver you naughty boy. How many martinis did you sample?
    Sharon

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  15. So Kat which Martini do yo prefer (Not to worry in this world it's evening, so sample away)
    Oh no Oliver has let the apes into the garden and they are trying to carry Kat away. Help!!!

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  16. Puff Pant, Puff Pant - whew, there you are Cuddles, I've been looking all over for you and now I'm late!

    Hi Kat, welcome to your party, I hope Cuddles hasn't been bothering you - what's that, he tried to mop up a spill with his horn and it turned green? Oh Cuddles, your horn is supposed to be purifying, not putrifying! LOL Try again, that's better. Lyn waits until Kat's dress is once more imaculate, gives her a welcome hug then goes over to Mary and Sharon and hugs them too. Hi gals, sorry I'm late. Oliver, oh Oliver, my hero, you've got my chocolate Maritini and some lovely chocolate eclairs all ready - what's that? Those are for Kat. *Sigh* might have known, he's flexing his biceps and has gone all starry eyed again!

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  17. No Oliver I did not hear Kat say she wanted a double dirty martini! Behave yourself!
    Sharon

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  18. Hello Lyn. Hug hug. Oh Oliver, bring that chocolate back for Lyn. Cuddles, you have that gleam in your eye. What have you done or do I dare ask?
    Sharon

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  19. Lyn watch out there are gorillas in the garden!
    One picks Lyn up and carries her off. What's that his name is Kong King? He's rather large.
    Oh my gosh Kat is singing. I can't make out the song can you?

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  20. Darn Lyn are you enjoying that?
    Lyn perches herself in the gorilla's
    Large hand. My goodness she is still singing!

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  21. What is that song you and Lyn are singing Kat?
    There goes Oliver, Junior and Cuddles, hope they can help...

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  22. You guys are too funny! or is it the humongous quantities of alcohol currently being ingested?
    the song is one from the 60's Tom Lear's _____ Rag. those were the days, man. Free love, be-ins, sit-ins, protest marches, all that fun stuff.

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  23. So Kat which is your favorite martini?
    And you were a flower child?
    Lyn is still in the gorillas arms singing away and Junior is barking while Cuddles is sulking. Jealous of the gorilla.

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  24. Can we do something about these apes? they are drooling on my lovely velveteen gown which coordinate so nicely with my NA sneaks and argyle socks.
    the eclairs are beyond yummy, Oliver, thank you for the effort. I'll pass on the double dirty martini, however, as I'm the designated driver to this lovely event. Can't trust limo drivers these days.

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  25. A REAL hippie? You betcha, baby. Right out of the epicenter of collegiate revolt, Colgate University by way of the significant other who eventually became my husband.
    And, sadly, very hippy now thanks to all those eclairs and jelly donuts and those wonderful coffee coolattas from Dunkin Donuts. Don't you love their flat breads? I am addicted.

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  26. Hark! kat is now warbling . . . oh, yes, know that one well: Clifford the Big Red Dog.
    a fave with the grandkids.

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  27. Oh Yummy. I think Oliver has some on one of the tables. Lyn come down from there and send the gorillas home.
    Sharon I wonder why you have a straw and are sipping at all the Martini samplers.
    Here hippie and hippy too. but too old to remember much. Or was it the martini>

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  28. HMmmm. Flat bread. Gotta love it Kat! Can you sing an old hippie inspired song? Tip toe through the tulips... or how about one from Janis Joplin or Bob Dylan! I loved the tape Planet Waves!
    Sharon

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  29. Hmmm I loved the music of those times. My favorite. Three Dog Night. I still drool over the lead Michael Mc something.
    Look at the size of the peace sign Kat's wearing it's remarkable!
    Lynnnnn come down!

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  30. Oliver comes out giving the peace sign singing "The Times They are a Changin'!!!!!!"
    Sharon

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  31. Aw do I have to come down from here, do I? Do I? You know this gorilla's really cute. Isn't he sweet, don't you think?

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  32. Oliver do you think you can get rid of the apes? And maybe get Lyn down?
    Yes you make a great hippie. Love the tie dyed shirt and the faded wranglers. But they never wore boleros. Well maybe some did.

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  33. Oooh Oliver, what a lovely voice you have, just like Bob Dillan!

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  34. Lyn the gorilla is adorable and the way he looks at you. Cuddles is getting jealous. How about we send the other gorillas off now. Your's can stay. Wait there's Oliver in his hippie clothing, singing that song and the gorillas are following him away. Phew.

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  35. You know sometimes I think Oliver fancies himself as the Pied Piper!

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  36. OLIVER! Bring my gorilla back here!

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  37. U Whooo Mary. I'm here too! Seems I'm being ignored. Did you forget I'm here?
    Sharon

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  38. I really, really like Oliver :)
    Great excerpt, Kat!

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  39. Sharon I just saw you at the martini table with a straw sipping the samples. How do you expect to meet a nice gorilla if you are doing that all day.
    Traci we need help here.

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  40. three Dog Night . . . those were the days! one is the loneliest number [unless we remembered to replace the batteries] and joy to the world [not the Christmas carol].
    Hey--no comments on the size of my peace sign. Just because it nicely covers one buttock is no reason to get snarky. Some of us have more generous proportions than others.
    Speaking of stick thin women, I liked Brad Pitt, sort of, until he hooked up with that borderline personality who feels she must re-populate the world between bouts of anorexia. If he likes snuggling up with a bag of bones,a more power to him.
    Long live hippy hippies!!!

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  41. Lyn leaps onto Cuddles' back and races after Oliver.

    Oliver what have you done with those gorillas? Oh I see, you've left them partying with the next door neighbours. I*m sure they were thrilled.

    Now look, Sharon's feeling neglected, don't you think you should be getting back? She was muttering something about auctions last time I saw her...

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  42. Traci - can't really blame you for liking Oliver, I think most of us are a tiny bit in love with hik, but don't tell him - or Sharon!

    Oooh Kat, I'm so with you about hippy hippies. Of course my ample rear is solely down to riding muscle!

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  43. Hik? Hik? Oh dear too many Martinis!Q I meant 'him' of course. I ws talking about Oliver, you know? *hic* I am shoooow not inebriated!

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  44. Yes, Brad Pitt, well I'd crush him now. Hope he's not wearing any vials of blood.
    Your peace sign is wonderful, nice thong too. Even if it's rather...
    Never mind. Mine has wrinkles.
    Lyn when you and Oliver are done fooling around. Sharon and I are roasting here.

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  45. Hey Kat here's a good one from the ol' hippie days. War! What is it good for! Absolutely Nothing! or how about some good old mellow Carol King? Tapestry Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time.... one of us is changing or maybe I just stopped trying. Your're tooooo late! Baby!
    Sharon

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  46. Here Lyn drink this I found it down that hole with the huge rabbit the other day.
    It says sober on it.

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  47. A thong? On this bod?
    too funny.
    i'd share the comment with my hubs except I'm afraid he'd laugh himself into a coronary event, then I'd have to do CPR and this girl doesn't get on the floor for nobody these days. it'd take a fork lift to put me back to an upright position!

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  48. Tracie! We all love Oliver. Just watch out. All those comps go to his head!

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  49. Kat, here you can wear what ever you want and no one will laugh, (out loud anyways). look at the things the rest of us are wearing!
    Besides it's very slimming.

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  50. Girls? Who's ready for another martini so we can sing some more hic...ah...I mean hip songs! Me and Bobby Mageeeeee!!!!

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  51. Ladies,
    I must put aside fun for a short pause in our evening's entertainment in favor of housework.
    I will be back in about an hour.
    Keep my throne warm and can Oliver make sure we have enough kindling for a fire? S'mores are my fave.
    The question of the moment: how many of us were girl scouts?

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  52. Am I the only sober host here?
    Well, they say people are funnier when loaded so make me laugh. Well Lyn has already, she's still hugging that gnarly gorilla. Sharon is with one of the who is that! And what is she wearing. My goodness!

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  53. Sharon - me, fool around with Oliver? You cut me to the quick! I was merely trying to get him to remember his butlering duties for you!

    Oh thanks Mary. Glug, glug, HMmm, this concoction tastes rather weird.Ooooh, wheeeay, Hello Kat, what you doing down there. Ooo-er, I've never been nine foot tall before!

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  54. well lets do lunch ladies. As long as Kat has ditched us for housework, which will just get dirty again.
    When she gets back our tattoo artist wants to put Oliver on your other butt cheek.
    Lyn the Times are not changing.
    Lobster salad ladies. Or what would you prefer.
    It was so long ago that i was a girl scout. I do like the cookies though.

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  55. Uh oh I thought it said sober it says be lofty. Uh oh. Lyn you are still growing. Watch out you will sit on Sharon.

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  56. What do you think I'm wearing Mary? Why it's a star spangled thong! Oh the apes are applauding. What's this? They are giving me the thumbs down? Oh boo hiss yourselves you big bad baboons. Oliver, give me a dirty martini and make it a double dear! Kat I was never a brownie or girlscout. Lyn, get up and stop waving at your shadow!
    Sharon

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  57. I'll have the lobster salad. Be back after lunch! Oh Oliver, thank you for the whistle. I'll give you a raise and put the auction on hold you hunk of a butler youuuuu!
    Sharon

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  58. Somebody help meeeeeee - I always wanted to be tall, but this is rediculours. Help me get back to my normal five foot nothing pl-----eeee---se!

    Kat - have you and ideas?

    Mary, what have you done to me?

    Oliver - I can't reach the Martinis from up here!

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  59. Cuddles can you help? Cuddles looks through the assortment of bottle Mary picked up at the pharmacopia in wonderland. Cuddles points to the bottle that says shrink. And a therapist starts talking. Keep looking Cuddles. I'll get rid of the shrink. wait here's one thy this Lyn, It says smaller, what do you think Cuddles?

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  60. *Squeek" Now that's better---ooooh no, now I'm looking Oliver in the ankles! HELP!

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  61. Lyn you look so cute down there. Mary Picks up Sharon and sets her on the table.

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  62. Help - is there a Girl Scout in the house? I think that's what Kat asked. I certainly need a Scout of some sort to get me out of this pickle. I was a Girl Guide and they did't teach us anything about growing/shrinking potions!

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  63. then she sets Lyn next to her. Sharon watch out you don't crush her!

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  64. Women transiting through menopause don't NEED lights! Their faces glow in the dark--from one hot flash to the next. (Speaking from firsthand experience.)

    Sitting in a lighted room sets off those blazing infernos. The poor woman may lose control and crush every light bulb in the house.

    Speaking of which...my face is beginning to blaze as I type this. REALLY! Whew! Gotta go douse cold water on it.

    By the way, intriguing excerpt, Kat. And creative write-up, Mary.

    God bless you.
    Laurie

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  65. Hello Laurean, how are you? Nice to see you. I'm shouting, can you hear me? I have to shout, 'cause I'm only little!

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  66. Laurean you are so right with the hot flames, I mean flashes.
    I'm sorry you got gorilla snot on your new dress. Lyn is the size of Tom Thumb, Sharon is snockered, Kat is having lunch and has not returned yet, (I'm gettin worried), the gorillas are running after Oliver who has a kazoo now and is trying to get them to leave.
    thanks for coming by...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

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  67. Hello girls. I'm back. Oh hi Laurie. How've you been girl? Where is everyone? Hmmm. Oops! Sorry Lyn. Thourght you were a football. Didn't mean to kick you! Now Cuddles, that's not nice. Stop shoving your mistress with your horns. I don't care how much fun it is. Mary and Junior, go help Oliver while I have another marshini. Hey Laurie, are you on fire???
    Sharon

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  68. Oh crumbs, Mary, now there's three of us! That's it climb up the table leg and I'll pull you up beside me and Sharon. Oliver must have got that last Martini he poured you mixed up with the shrink mixture.

    Cuddles - Cuddles fly over here please. That's it, let me climb along your horn and sit on your neck - what d'you mean I'm ticklking?

    Mary - where's that pharmacopia whatsit? I'd better get along there and see if they have anything to fix us back to normal. (Whatever that is)~

    Sharon, your bestest singing now - "Wish me luck as you wave my bye- byeee" Oops wrong era, never mind, "yes the times they ARE a change-ing!"

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  69. Whew!!!
    housework over for another week. No, no one is invited to my house until the Happy Maids and Maidettes in training fly in on their two-seater brooms to haul us out.
    On to Girl Scouts, as I typed it, i thought about adding Girl Guides as I recall that's their name in the UK. Sorry if I offended.
    Someone liked GS cookies?
    I admit I'm aging myself, but I go back to the days when a box cost $0.25. Easy to do the math in the head for those customers who wanted multiple boxes. When the price hiked to $0.35, I was done for. The reason for this rant is have any of you checked out the price for GS cookies these days? Highway robbery!!!
    I think that's all I have for now. Oliver, how's the fire coming? Should I run out for more marshmallows or Hershey Bars? Do we have enough graham crackers?

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  70. Hurry Lyn, this is creepin me out. I have always been short but this is ridiculous. Just look for the hole by the huge oak in the back of the garden. Go down the hole and look at the signs. Be careful you could get into trouble. Avoid the Queen of Hearts she's a big meanie!
    Hurry please, In case you hadn't noticed our clothes did not shrink. And I for one don't want to see any more thongs.

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  71. Kat for goodness sake you're sitting on Sharon. Are you all right Sharon, you say the peace sign protected you. Thank the heavens for that.
    Shoot there was a place down under the ground that said Quality merchandise, not made in China. Should have gone in there huh?

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  72. "Babe...I got you babe..." well I don't know but I've been told...babe...I got you BABE!!!"
    How's that girls? Don't it make ya wanna stand up and start singing? It's the Sonny and Cher Show!
    Sharon

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  73. Sharon have you noticed how small you are? Kat stop laughing.

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  74. So put your little hand in mine ---there aint' no hill nor mountain we can't cl-----imb!"

    Phew, we made it back - and just in time by the looks of it. Hey, my clothes fit again. Gosh that Queen of Hearts is a horror isn't she! I think we gave her the slip! Mary take a slurp out of this bottle.

    Kat - no worries, no offence at all, you can call me a girl scout if you want to, it's all the same to me, I love the difference in our languages. My friend once made a real life cowboy, who was visiting the UK, blush when she asked him innocently for a rub- (Oh must remember this is a family site) when she asked him for an eraser to correct a map she was drawing. Only she asked for the English equivalent which apparantly means something quite different in the US.

    Uh-oh, you know I said I thought we'd shaken off the Queen of Hearts -

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  75. I've always been small Mary. Just like Lyn, a wee one at five foot nothing and damn proud of it. Ha. ZBut this is ridiculous. Kat, the cookies are about $4 if I'm not mistaken. What a crime. And Oliver's working on the fire if he can find the twigs and a match. Oh Laurie said he can strike the match on her glowing face which is all a flame. Cuddles, let me slide down your horn so I can go build the fire. Hey, I got it. Come on baby light my fire...try and set the night on FIREEEEEEEEEEE. Hey, it's Jim Morrison and he is alive just like Elvis!!!
    Sharon

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  76. OOoh she's getting closer - Kat can you pass this bottle to Sharon, and get her to drink it if she can stop sinnin, er I mean singing! Otherwise the Queen of Hearts could tread on her!

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  77. I think the gorillas might have scared people away.
    Thanks for the bottle of stuff that made us normal size again.
    What was it labeled.
    I was in the girl scouts for one day.My mom wouldn't drive me and I have no way to get there! Went on a jamboree, camped out and ate barely cooked hamburgers, it was kinda cool.

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  78. Help all the lights are out, I'm here changing bulbs all by myself Paty.
    Everyone is gone, there was an explosion, I thought it was just Oliver. You know how he is.
    I can't see anything in the dark. I don't even know if I am still miniature!

    HHHHHHHHHeeeellllllllllpppppppp!!

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  79. I'm here, ladies. And for your information, my laugh has been known to rattle plate glass windows.
    On the topic of phrases having different meanings in different countries. I was in Ireland visiting family and asked one of my cousin's sons for a lift, meaning for a ride to the post office. He was about 14 at the time and I couldn't figure out why his face went about 10 shades of purple. Poor baby.

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  80. Sharon comes out of the woods with Oliver, a very crimson red Oliver. He started a forest fire while trying to stoke a fire for Kat's treats! Quick Mary, call the fire department or Smoky the Bear!
    Sharon

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  81. When in Canada at a friends house I was asked what I wanted to drink.I asked for a soda and they looked at me as if I was nuts and brought me a box of bicarbonate of soda to me. Ha!

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  82. i never cared for Jim Morrison and The Doors. Three Dog Night and the Doobie Brothers were more my style.
    Of course, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons will always claim a place in my heart.
    I saw Jersey Boys when the road company came to rochester earlier this year. Kazowee!!!
    The ushers had to restrain me from dancing in the aisles. If it comes to your town, go see it. it is wonderful.

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  83. Okay, here's one for you all, Oliver included:
    Who's the bigger hunk: tom berenger or kevin costner?

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  84. Called 911 we need a fire put out!
    Or did Oliver start it on purpose?

    Oh my, look at all the hunky firemen they sent.

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  85. I'll take Kevin Costner. And when I was in Ireland, they called the elevator the lift. I guess the young lad was thinking of something else? Soda is widely misunderstood even between bordering states. I live in Pittsburgh and Ohio is next to PA and they say soda and we say pop.
    Sharon

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  86. Kevin, but only because you didn't give us much to choose a better hunk.
    Look at the firemen, Hubba, Hubba!

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  87. Oliver! Stop beating them up just caus Mary called them hunks! Yes the one on the right has bigger biceps!
    Sharon

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  88. maybe the "lift" question is only good in Kerry or Mayo. To be specific, I asked, "Eammon, could you give me a lift-" I got no further for the dramatic change in his color, accompanied by what looked to be bronchospasm.

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  89. Yeah but look at the eight pack on that one behind you. The one without the shirt over there. Oh my heart be still.

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  90. Well did he pick you up or give you a ride?

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  91. no sell.
    give me a man in tight white pants, ala a baseball uniform, any day. Now there's cause to drool

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  92. Do you think that boy is still...ah...embellishing the sweet memory? LOL

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  93. Two countries divided by a common language! To me a lift is what you in the US call an elevator, a 'ride' would be a lift, crackers are things you pull at Christmas, jelly is a wobbly desert, bisuits are always sweet, unless they're cheese biscuits, a check is a cheque - or else it's something you do to make sure everything's OK. etc.

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  94. The things you learn, Lyn! A lot of those are new to me. I think we all know what a check is, right girls!
    Sharon

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  95. Did someone say check?
    Money or go check? (grin)

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  96. did he pick me up or give me a ride? No, his compromised respiratory status precluded any exertion.
    Does he still think about it? Only during flashbacks of terror.

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  97. Just flew in on a griffin. am I too late for the party?

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  98. aw no, Beth.
    come on in, the water's fine--as are the fire fighters if they're still here.

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  99. Hi Beth! The party is still going on. Welcome. Can Oliver get you a soft drink? A martini? Grin.
    Sharon

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  100. Hi Beth -
    No you're not to late there's plenty of time left - Oliver's somewhere around. if you give hime a shout (I think) Check your favourite martini from the menu, and sit by Kat and have a natter - oh and help yourself to eclairs!

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  101. A natter, what the heck is a natter?

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  102. A natter? (Sigh the language barrier again, LOL) A natter is a talk, a conversation about nothing much, a chinwag, a chat! :) )

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  103. Never heard that one Lyn. A chin what?
    Sharon

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  104. Do you have to have double chins to do a chin wag?

    Kat are you still nursing the same drink?

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  105. Chin wag - chat - Brit speak, Sharon.

    LOL no you don't need double chin, Mary! :)

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  106. OH, I thought I had an edge or something. Haaa!!!

    Kat, how an we liven up this party. I know people are at work and start to comment when they are relaxing after dinner.
    But maybe since the firemen left? Oliver was shooting a BB gun loaded with tiny paint balls at them. So they left

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  107. Oliver said he will make a batch of dirty martinis and give out a tweak to anyone who dares him. LOL

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  108. Still nursing the same drink, a virgin martini something.
    If a man is scared off by a flimsy BB gun, he's not somebody i want near me. Wimps.
    maybe next time we could do WMD's or something, see what kind of response we get. [not from Oliver].

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  109. I just got thrown off and it took me awhile to get back here.
    There are gremlins, I know it, all over the place.
    Come on, they started a fire. Sent the gorillas after Oliver and even stole his loin cloth, hence the towel he's wearing now.
    It has to be gremlins!

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  110. Weapons of Mass Destruction, as in my breath when i fall out of bed first thing in the morning.

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  111. Oh of course! Sorry Kat, my brain's gone numb. Combination of Mary's shrinking/grow potion and Oliver's lethal... I mean delicious martinis!

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  112. ladies,
    it's been grand, but I have to get ready to go to work.
    let's do this again sometime. Oliver deserves a medal of honor--perhaps pinned to an appropriate spot on his loin cloth?
    Peace,
    kat

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  113. By Kat have a good evening at work?
    Late shift huh? Well come back tomorrow and tell us who won the prize okay?

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  114. Oliver blushes but grins ready to oblige. Good bye, Kat. Thanks for being our guest today. Best of luck with sales and wishing you all good things,
    Sharon

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  115. Bye Kat - thanks for being a terrific guest and all round good sport. Umm are you going to do the honours and pin that medal on Oliver? His eyes have glazed over again at the very thought!

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  116. Junior gives licks, Cuddles gives butterfly kisses. He has such long lashes and we all wish you the best!

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  117. Loooong day at work. Why go on vacation? Anyway I saw Mary's call and popped to find a party. Someone please hand me a drink.

    Kat you past life sounds interesting. God bless you for your work. And your story sounds great. I wish you mega sales.

    Enjoy the roast. I'm off to help with a church fundraiser but will be back later,

    AJ
    www.autumnjordon.com

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  118. Hi Autumn, so glad you were able to pop in. Oliver will be happy to serve you your tipple of choice, and whatever refreshment takes your fancy, won't you Oliver?

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  119. What'll it be for you Autumn have you checked out our Martini menu. We will be here all evening.
    Place your order and it will be here when you arrive. Sorry your day was so long, but happy it's over, yeah. Oliver is trying to teach me how to dance. He keeps stepping on my feet.
    See you later...

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  120. Hi Autumn. Welcome. Oh, so glad Oliver brought you your favorite martini! Relax and stay as long as you like.
    Sharon

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  121. thank you all for hosting such a fun roast. I ate way too many S'mores, but that's typical for me.

    Drum roll, please . . .
    the winner of today's drawing is PL Parker. PL, if you will contact me with your snail mail address, I will send you my book.
    I hope you enjoy it.
    Kat

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  122. Congratulations Patsy - and thanks for being such a good sport and all round fantastic guest, Kat.

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  123. Kat, I love a good mystery! I'll be sure to check this one out! Wow, Mary R, I'm impressed this place is wonderful. Where did you find Oliver, are their any more like him about? We could start serving pink julips at the Pink Fuzzy Slipper Writers blog! Wonder if MM would let us keep him?

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  124. Hi Scarlet. Thanks for dropping by. Yes, Oliver is something, isn't he? Unfortunately, he isn't for rent and has no twin! He is my butler and I allow him to moonlight over here at the Roast and Toast on Fridays. Other days, he's entertaining at my blog! He's a busy boy. Can he bring you a martini?
    Sharon

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  125. Hi Scarlet - thanks so much for dropping by. Yes, everyone wants Oliver - he's going to get so swell headed!

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  126. Wow, this is crazy but really cool. Roast & Toasts are the funniest. I've never read this book, but after reading this, maybe I will. I absolutely love mystery books and movies so this is probably right up my ally.
    Kat Brennan | http://www.patmarclean.us/services.html

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