12 Months of Toy Terror or Mommy’s Recipe for Good Behavior All Year Long!

Okay, I’m not a fan of the Elf – he totally creeps me out – but then I ran across Emily’s post and all but fell out of my chair laughing! If you use scary Elf, here are some ideas for the rest of the year! Please, go read this post – I haven’t let you down yet!


Written by Emily

Our resident elf, Popcorn, is back. I was wary of the tradition, but my children love this tiny imp and think nothing of the fact that she’s the ultimate snitch. I’ll admit it: for 11 months I longed to say things like, “Remember, Popcorn is taking notes” or “I will ask Popcorn to call Santa in T minus 10 seconds if the fighting doesn’t stop.” Desperate times call for desperate measures. I actually missed that precious little tattletale, Mommy’s Little Helper, I mean Popcorn.


Just a few weeks ago, I read about some parents who made their children’s dinosaurs spring to life at night and wreak havoc all over the house in the name of good old fashion fun–if good old fashion fun means writing all over the walls and cracking eggs on the floor like those wily dinos did.

I don’t begrudge those folks for…

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The King of Threadneedle Street and GIVEAWAY!

It’s Christmas time and boy do I have a deal for you!  First off, for my book lovers out there, you must go pick up this book!  The King of Threadneedle Street was so amazing! It just came out today and you all need to go get a copy! You won’t regret it!

Secondly – there is a giveaway that goes with this new release!!  What do I love almost as much as reading?!? Free stuff!!! Follow along with me as I introduce you to Moriah and her latest release!


He owns three shipping companies, a diamond mine, and his own castle.

He knows Portuguese, Hindi, Mandarin and Morse code.

His assets net thirteen million.

Everyone thinks Andrew Tilmore, Lord Preston, the financial prodigy dubbed “The King of Threadneedle Street,” has it all, but he wants the one prize money can’t buy: his childhood sweetheart.

Alysia Villier can’t say if it’s worse having Andrew’s father in control of her inheritance or Andrew in control of her heart. He’s ruined her for any other man, but she simply can’t give in to him. She knows he’s destined for great things — marrying a courtesan’s daughter would jeopardize everything he stands for.

Keeping Alysia out of trouble and away from eager suitors becomes a cross-continental quest for Andrew, and he won’t be stopped by his old-fashioned family or the disapproval of the ton. After all, he’s a man with the power to play newspapers and investors like pawns, tumble world markets and incite riots… but can he win the biggest gamble of his life?

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Note from Moriah herself:

Making Alysia a semi-famous painter was a joy. I took art lessons the year I wrote this manuscript, which helped me write from the perspective of an artist who sees light, color, and shape as possibilities instead of facts. There’s a scene wherein Alysia claims not to be affected by “heroic nudity” in art, and Andrew calls her bluff. You’d better believe that was fun to write!

Uh… you had me at heroic nudity!!  🙂  So, naturally, I’ll share the excerpt with you guys!

Andrew held out a finger to trace the lines, but withdrew. “The Dying Gaul? He turned his discerning gaze on her.“One of my favorites. He reminds me of you,” she confessed. The heat of his stare was too intense; she diverted her eyes to the case of pastels in her hand.“But I have no moustache.” Playful, but she knew he was trying to draw her out.“The resemblance is in his form and his masculine expression.”“But he is dying.”“But not in despair, he is brave. He meets his fate proudly.”His eyes gleamed with mischief. “He is naked. Surely you don’t imagine me that way.”“As an admirer of great art I am quite unaffected by heroic nudity in the erotic sense.”Andrew was removing his clothes. He often shed his jacket, waistcoat, and necktie in her presence, but he now had his shirt off and was unfastening his trouser buttons.“Andrew! What are you doing?”“You said you wanted to sketch me?” He held his arms out. “I want to be sketched. No better time than now.”He shut the door of the salon. The turning lock echoed, a sinister sound.“But — I… I had a portrait in mind. A decent one.”“Oh, it will be better than decent.” He tossed his boots and stockings into a chair.

“I mean, presentable. To the public.” She watched with wide eyes as Andrew wadded his trousers and launched them into the chair as well.

“You said you aren’t averse to heroic nudity.”

“But not yours!” She felt on the verge of panic. “Besides, what is heroic about this?”

“You’re the artist with the vivid imagination. Make something up.”

He tossed his drawers into her lap, and a whimper squeaked from her throat. She heard him drop onto the settee opposite her.


Alysia reined in the giddy feeling making her lightheaded and opened the book to a blank page. She selected a pencil then looked up at him.

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And now for the really, insanely cool part!  A giveaway!!  CLICK HERE TO ENTER THE RAFFLECOPTER GIVEAWAY! It’s an easy Rafflecopter entry and I’ll tell you now, the jewelry she makes is Awesome! Let me tell you again – go visit and enter the GIVEAWAY!!

You can come back and thank me later!  Now read on to find out more about Moriah Densley!


Bestselling author Moriah Densley sees nothing odd at all about keeping both a violin case and a range bag stuffed with pistols in the back seat of her car. They hold up the stack of books in the middle, of course. She enjoys writing about Victorians, assassins, and geeks. Her muses are summoned by the smell of chocolate, usually at odd hours of the night. By day her alter ego is your friendly neighborhood music teacher. She lives in Las Vegas with her husband, four children, and two possibly brain-damaged cats.

Moriah has a Master’s degree in music, is a 2012 RWA Golden Heart finalist, 2012 National Reader’s Choice Award winner, and ’12 NRCA “Best First Book” finalist. She’s the author of the bestselling “Rougemont” Historical Romance series from Eskape Press, and the “Network-One” Paranormal Romance series coming 2014 from Entangled Publishing. Moriah is represented by Courtney Miller-Callihan of Greenburger Associates.

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Homemade Gifts for my Guys

A few months ago I showed you the gifts I made for my sister in my Martha Stewart took over my body post.  Today I want to share you the gifts I made for the guys in my life.

I started with rocks glasses that I picked up from the local dollar store and I make stencils of their last name initial and frosted the glass to give it a personalized touch, cause you know – that’s just what I do!


While at the dollar store buying the glasses, look around and get distracted and end up finding some awesome camouflage duct tape to add to the gift! I mean, who doesn’t need more duct tape?!?


Then swing by your friendly neighborhood liquor store and spend way too long browsing the miniature versions of whiskey before finally just going with the guy behind the counters suggestion.  Then run over to the cooler and breathe a sigh of relief that their sodas aren’t outrageously priced and grab a couple! Because yes, it’s easier to just buy what you need – plus, you are supporting a local small business and keeping your money here and not in the pockets of the big corporate CEO!

Okay, I’m stepping back down off my soap box now!


Now, put all of these items neatly together in a box… wrap the whiskey in tissue paper and shove place it gently inside the personalized rocks glass. Grab the least “fancy” tissue paper you have to stuff the sides to keep everything in place.  Cause, you know, things need to stay in place, but they are guys and the pretty tissue paper would just be lost on them!  Save it for your grandmother and girlfriends!


Then you need to rearrange everything half a dozen times before you give up because you realize that no matter how you try you cannot get the top of the box on and none of the boxes you have will work.

Now go grab a couple of gift bags.  Empty the box out, take the aforementioned tissue paper and transfer it to the gift bags.  Fill them up with all the goodies and place under the tree until you see the guys in your life!



  • The glasses were $1
  • Camo duct tape $1
  • The etching cream I had left over from a previous project – so $Free
  • Soda $0.50
  • Whiskey on sale for $1

Gift bags and tissue paper I always have on hand, and never consider the cost of that, so for less than $4 I have a cute and personalized gift for the guys in my life.

All two of them.