Month of Mel 2012: Day 20

Welcome to all the new traffic! I’m sorry to say I’m not the Melissa Francis you’re looking for, though she is awesome. I “interviewed” her in 2009 after she emailed me. I was getting lots of searches for “Melissa Francis Pregnant” and she totally was, but she wasn’t ready to let the bun out of the oven yet…haha

So, for everyone currently searching for

Melissa Francis boobs (I do have a nice rack, but I don’t think you’re looking for me)
Melissa Francis hot (aw, I’m blushing)
Melissa Francis nude (you really DON’T wanna see that)
Melissa Francis tits (see boobs)
Melissa Francis sexy legs (not really, but hers are great)
Melissa Francis Fox or CNBC

 this is who you’re looking for:

I’m sad to say she’s now with *barf* Fox Business, but hey, even good people can be drawn to the dark side… as long as she keeps her sense of humor, she’ll be just fine. You can find her on twitter: @MelissaAFrancis

This is who I am:

I’m a red head; she’s blond. I’m write fiction; she works for Fox (same thing, almost…) I’m a smart ass; she’s smart. This is my birthday month, hers is in December.

While you’re here, I think you should check out my books and buy them because A: I’m awesome and would like to get a royalty check one day. B: You’re already here, so all you have to do is click the links on the sidebar to support the arts. C: Don’t you want all Melissa Francis’s to be successful?

Here, I’ll make it really easy for you:

BITE ME!

LOVE SUCKS!

at 8.99 per book, this is quite a bargain! (also available on Kindle and Nook…)

Meet DC and Ike

Last night, Ian and I were killing time at Savers while Rader was at guitar.We were just poking around looking for fun stuff and possibly some decorations for our Pimp Tree (pics and an explanation to come soon)

Sadly, Savers was pretty much free of any Pimptastic decorations, but we kept poking around, hoping to find a diamond in the rough.

What we found was MUCH MUCH better than diamonds.

We found weird and scary monkeys sitting around a campfire.

And supposedly, the campfire lights up (and hopefully makes a noise, too! fingers crossed!) El Jefe is in charge of making fire today. Please don’t let it be broken! PLEASE!!!

I had to buy these guys. I can’t explain it. I think maybe I was scared not to. Or maybe I secretly hoped they were possessed by some evil serial killing monkey soul. I dunno. I just needed the monkeys and the campfire.

So we started working on names last night. Ian was pushing for Boots and George but I nixed those names before he finished his sentence. I thought Carl and Gomez could work, but Ian was all NO.

Fine. I’ll name them myself when you aren’t around.

And so I have. Meet DC and Ike. Ike is the one on the left, who’s obviously been beaten up by his ex. DC is the host of Soul Train Tree  and he always wishes you “Love, Peace, and Soul Bananas.

another Friday, another smile.

I saw this today and it made me LOL. My parenting theory has been if I’m going to pay for their therapy anyway, I should make sure they have something to talk about…

So yesterday was a good day, even though I had one stressful event that sent my adrenaline into overdrive. Last night, after I bought all the things in Target, I came home, put my music on shuffle, grabbed a beverage of the adult variety and took a STEAMING HOT bath.

Ahhhh.

I need a bath pillow and a bath tray that will hold my book for me, and then my sanctuary will be perfect. Okay, that’s not true, my sanctuary will be perfect when I have those things plus this:

While my music was shuffling along, a song came on that I had forgotten how much I love.
STUTTERING (Kiss Me Again) by Ben’s Brother. Enjoy…

Happy Friday, Bitches!

WINE WEDNESDAY and other assorted important things

I don’t care what I have to do to make tonight happen, but yes…it is going to be Wine Wednesday whether you like it or not. And if you don’t like it, what are you doing reading my blog?

I started reading my friend Stacey Jay’s book, JULIET IMMORTAL. Wow. She hooked me on page 1. And not many books do that, y’all. Buy this book. Read it. Love it. And tell her about it.


Stacey Jay Blog

Stacey Jay Facebook


Stacey Jay Twitter

Go forth and do my bidding.

Guess what else I’m reading? Maria Geraci‘s newest manuscript A GIRL LIKE YOU. Yes, I’m that special. While you wait for this amazing read to hit the shelves you should go and pick up her other titles:


BUNCO BABES TELL ALL

BUNCO BABES GONE WILD


THE BOYFRIEND OF THE MONTH CLUB

Make it so. Yesterday was her birthday, after all.

In writing news, I’ve added a few more paragraphs to my new book, I’ve pledged to write something everyday this month….Also, that really awesome boyfriend of mine helped me with science stuff again last night. I ♥ smart people. And n3rds.

did you feel the earth move?

I did. Because I actually wrote actual words to an actual book last night. And I started working on a synopsis. Yes, not only did the earth move, but I have a sneaking suspicion that Hell might have also frozen over. Sorry Satan. I’ll send you a parka.

Now, this wasn’t some major breakthrough of a million billion words or anything, but I did manage 555 brand new words to an actual story that I’ve been sitting on for almost 3 years. Crazy huh?

My Fictionistas were a big help last night. Thanks ladies for the beatings encouragement. And a special thanks to Rhonda Stapleton for getting this song stuck in my head.

And in other and much more FUN news…

My awesome, talented, lovely friend Stacey Jay has a new book out that must be purchased forthwith.

JULIET IMMORTAL

These violent delights have violent ends

And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,

Which as they kiss consume.”

—Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare

The most tragic love story in history . . .

Juliet Capulet didn’t take her own life. She was murdered by the person she trusted most, her new husband, Romeo Montague, a sacrifice made to ensure his own immortality. But what Romeo didn’t anticipate was that Juliet would be granted eternity, as well, and would become an agent for the Ambassadors of Light. For 700 years, she’s fought Romeo for the souls of true lovers, struggling to preserve romantic love and the lives of the innocent. Until the day she meets someone she’s forbidden to love, and Romeo, oh Romeo, will do everything in his power to destroy that love.

Here’s a picture of us together at a joint book signing we did in Oxford in 2009. I MISS YOU STACEY JAY!

yo yo yo

Ain’t got much for you today. My Bachelorette recap is up! (sorry I’m late. Can you believe I’m actually expected to work sometimes?)
Other than that, I am still wanting a half grape/half peach Cajun Sno and may have to get me one at lunch today.

the internetwebz has a foot fetish

So I check my statcounter daily to see what brings readers to my blog. (Other than my dedicated regular readers, who I love and adore with all my heart. Except for you. And you know why… heh) I get a lot of google searches looking for me and my books. That’s awesome.

I get a lot of MILF GENERATION or just MILF searches which usually takes them a blog from 2009 which features a Star Trek Next Generation corset. It’s sexy. And one day, I plan to wear it. BTW, I’ve now found a Darth Vader corset that might actually win out over the TNG corset…Oh yeah. Happy Halloween indeed.
Sorry. I lost my concentration for a moment.

Lately, one of the most common searches has been for feet. Now, look, I love pretty feet. I post pics of my shoes and my pedicures all the time. And the hands down, most popular google search has been MELISSA FRANCIS FEET and it takes them to this post. And this post from 2008 when I was partying in Boston (and when I was blond…)

What’s the common denominator in both blogs? This picture:

the internetwebz loves shoe porn. (so, which feet are mine in the foot orgy?)

I love shoe porn, too. Which brings me to my latest purchase. A shoe that I have fallen in love with. A shoe that makes my feet look sexy, my legs look long, and makes me almost 6 ft. tall. This is a that shoe I’m having to practice walking in because it’s higher than anything that has ever been on my feet. (never thought I’d see the day that I almost look down on El Jefe, unless I was standing on a ladder.)

And a shoe, that I seriously was able to purchase at LuLu’s in Oxford for 75% off…bringing the grand total to $15…which means even if I never walk in these shoes, they were worth the price.

There you go, internetwebz. Enjoy your newest google hit when you search Melissa Francis Feet. You’re welcome.

midnight train

No, I’m not talking about taking the Midnight Train to Georgia. I’m talking about eating the Midnight Train plate at Gladys Knight’s and Ron Winan’s Chicken & Waffles while in Georgia.

Okay Internetz, I can admit to you, and ONLY you, that I might have been slightly hungover on Sunday morning after the baby shower/house party throw down. We pretty much partied like it was our job. So when we woke the next morning we knew we needed some fantastic hangover food.

And nobody wanted Taco Bell. (well, except for me. Burrito Supreme with extra sour cream, nachos with extra cheese and a ginormous Mountain Dew was my college hangover cure)

We had discussed chicken and waffles the day before at brunch so we decided that was the place to be.

And it was. We got there when it opened at 11:00 and had no problems getting a table. 20 minutes later, people were lined up in the cold waiting for their turn.

When they brought me my platter of goodness, I understood why people were waiting…
Oh. Em. Gee. It was delish. And yes, it was the perfect hangover cure. (Though I wish I had ordered some bacon, too. haha)

The only thing I would have changed was the “fresh buttery taste” spread they served with the waffles. It seriously said 48% vegetable oil; 4% sweet butter cream. Hmmmm. Not sure I’m okay with that. Thankfully the waffle was so damn good it didn’t need butter. Just a touch of syrup and I was good to go.

So if you ever get a chance to go to Chicken & Waffles…I highly recommend it.

And now for your chicken and waffle history lesson:

According to Gladys’ and Ron’s website Chicken and Waffles was born in Harlem, New York in the 1930’s. Wells Supper Club served many celebrities as they hung out in the late night hours. Many of them could not decide if they wanted breakfast or dinner-Wells gave them both!

Now you know…(and knowing is half the battle.)

TODAY IS THE DAY

I command you to buy this book! And if you’re really in the Christmas spirit, you should buy it twice!

BOYFRIEND OF THE MONTH CLUB by (my best friend) Maria Geraci

At thirty, Grace O’Bryan has dated every loser in Daytona Beach. After the ultimate date-from-hell, Grace decides to turn her dwindling book club into a Boyfriend of the Month Club, where women can discuss the eligible men in their community. Where are the real life twenty-first century versions of literary heroes such as Heathcliff and Mr. Darcy?

Could it be successful and handsome Brandon Farrell, who is willing to overlook his disastrous first date with Grace and offers financial help for her parents’ failing Florida gift shop? Or maybe sexy dentist Joe Rosenblum, who’s great with a smile but not so great at commitment? Unfortunately, like books, men cannot always be judged by their covers…

I’ve read this book. It’s warm, funny, and exceptionally well written. It’s the exact kinda book that makes a perfect Christmas gift. It’s the book that will make non-readers want to read. It’s the book you should be buying right now.

Go forth. Purchase. and Enjoy.

Rapid Topic Change!

Okay, so I’m not quite done blogging. Sorry.

Yesterday I posted a clip on Facebook from When Harry Met Sally. It is my 2nd favorite movie speech of all time. (care to guess what my fav scene is? Maria Geraci knows…) Anyway, here’s the speech from NYE scene where Harry tells Sally why he loves her:

I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out, I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich, I love when you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts, I love that after I’ve spent the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to begin as soon as possible.

Yeah. That.

Too bad there are way too many people out there who try to be something they’re not and then aren’t ever really loved for the person they really are.

RAPID TOPIC CHANGE part deux

Local Brewry Diamond Bear tapped their 2nd round of Two Term IPA last week. My thanks to Fishdog, for sharing his six-pack with me. I love me some Hoptastic Beer!

book club

Last night I was invited to a local (adult) book club. One of the women works with fishdog, and since he’s still one of my biggest pimps, he’d been talking my books up so her book club chose to read BITE ME! this month.

It’s always so flattering when a book club reads me and then asks me to come for a visit. But it’s also nerve wracking because what if they don’t like the book? And then I’m sitting there facing a group of displeased readers. And WHAT if there is no wine?

Luckily, none of the above happened. They all seemed to genuinely like the book (which is always a plus since it was written for a different age group) and there was plenty of wine, as well as very enjoyable company! Lots of laughing and storytelling and I truly had a great time. Thanks ladies for having me!

In other news, BITE ME! received another fun review this week! 4/5 Stars!