More Naughty than Nice, Santa Erotica and More

It's almost time, my dear Sillies! Oy vey. 

I'll be mostly absent here during the holiday week--when Christmas and Hanukah collide. Yippee for Christmasukah this year!

Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice, cheerful Hanukah, peaceful Kwanzaa...

Keep chocolate on hand for emergencies and non-emergencies, especially during the holidays. Love you!

Second, a bit of Jewish schooling from me to you:

Jewish babes make great lovers, so they say of me and others.

Most don't require diamonds or roses.

In the throes of passion, though, know this: 

Guys should comply with impulsive outcries of 

"Go down Moses!"

PS I'm just kidding, Mike. Don't take me seriously. (I do require roses and will settle for small-to-mid-sized diamonds.)

Chico's Historic Bidwell Mansion Fire

Dear Sillies,

How are you? 

While I'm grateful to feel well loved and supported, I'm shocked and heart-achy. You might've seen on the news that Chico's Historic Bidwell Mansion went up in flames in the early morning hours of 12/11/24. (Even my friend in Australia, Anthony J. Langford, saw this news.) The Mansion was our city's heart, 150+ years old, visited by folks the world over, and housed mostly authentic artifacts -- nearly all ravaged. 

One of my biggest honors has been portraying Annie Bidwell at community events for the past eight years. Thus, this tragedy punctures my heart as it does for so many. Nobody was hurt, and we'll persevere. What's lost is beyond precious. 

What we retain, though, even more precious, especially now.

me as Annie in the Mansion, 12/2017

one of many 

Xmases 

with 

the 

Bidwells

12/11/24

Please stay safe and be well, my loves.

Thanksgiving Erotica, A Feast for the Senses

Dear Sillies,

I'm grateful for you. It's been quite a journey since I started blogging in 2011. Oh, I'm not going away. You're stuck with me. I've needed to scale down, though, and I apologize for that. 

I initially gained popularity via my posts about the disastrous dating endeavor. My own, that is. But I've none of that to share these past few years. Haven't dated since my heart was drop-kicked into the nearest trash receptacle* over a year ago. *It's a good thing these hearts of ours are so sturdy. Right? They take a beating and keep on beating. Ah, it's been mostly quite wondrously tranquil since then. 

Anyway, I'm saying...What am I saying? Thank you for being here and seeing me through over 1 million page views, 13 years, five books (my last two memoirs, award winning - double YIPPEE!!), 670 bloggy followers, and the assorted shades of life we've shared. Chocolate tossed in whenever possible. And necessary. Note: It's always necessary.   

Now, on with the show. May you experience much gratitude this season. Enjoy Thanksgiving Erotica. 

I love you, my Sillies.   

Pictured on the left: Robyn after the meal (top photo), Robyn before the meal (bottom photo).