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). 

Thanksgiving Erotica, Booksgiving

On that note,
Have a scrumptious and excessively grateful Thanksgiving week. Love you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Giving Thanks. Giving BOOKS!
Dears, I'm at 75 books, thanks to locals. I'm now extending the ask so we can reach 100. Please let me know via email if you have books you're able to send to me for this special cause. Rawknrobyn@aol.com. Or tell me in the comments, along with your contact info. I'll forward you my address for delivery. TY!

SOLIDARITY BOOK DRIVE

for Yuba County JAIL DETAINEES

200 human-beings remain behind bars at the Yuba County Jail, simply because they want to live and provide for their loved ones. It’s sobering to imagine their strife. Good thing is, you can easily help: Give them wondrous escapes and life-altering inspiration through BOOKS. From now until December 21, 2019, I'm collecting new or very lightly used books – Spanish or English for Adults only, Paperback only, no violent or sexual content.

Our goal is 100 books, and we can far exceed this! Thank you.

Author Robyn Alana Engel in partnership with

Faithful Friends, a member group of www.FreedomforImmigrants.org 

(Note: This is a non-religious cause but religious books are accepted.)

Thanksgiving Erotica

Dear Sillies,
  I'm sorry that Martha had to once again ruin an otherwise hot post. Gotta give the ole gal credit, though; she does rock bladder leak underwear.
   As many of us in the US ready our tummies for hedonistic indulgence, and then some more, may you/we all feel deeply grateful for more than we can articulate.
   You, my dear loyals, are a blessing in my life.
   I'm very grateful for you.
   A thankful season to all!

Love you. Not you, Martha.
I love you, Dear Sillies. And my Bernie.

Thanksgiving Erotica, Let the Basting Begin

Dears,
You're smart and witty. Perhaps you have insight into this random statement - one that equates me with a snowflake.
James Farmer Robyn Alana Engel you are so lost. Another snowflake in life. 

This means I'm a crystal of snow, but what do I know? I'm a native Californian. And I'd simply promoted lovingkindness on Facebook. Again. Snowflakes are beautiful, am I right? I haven't been so complimented by an insult since I was called a "provocateur" last week. I'm liking this hate; it's good for my ego.

Anyway, sillies, please take gentle care. Life is too precious and too challenging. And you're too important to me. 

Whether or not you celebrate Thanksgiving, may you experience sincere gratitude this week and season.

Love!  

Thanksgiving Erotica: Basting the Turkey

To all who celebrate Thanksgiving, enjoy your feast. To all, I appreciate you.
May you be thankful for too much to say, and generous with leftovers.

Thanksgiving Erotica: Basting the Turkey & Giving Thanks

 Stagehand Macaulay Culkin messed up as usual. He cut off a few letters from the end of lines, and the words "I need it all" from the line that starts "Out of the bag..." Apologies on his behalf.

The crew at Life by Chocolate (Robyn, Macaulay Culkin, Mario Lopez--he insists that I mention that he's A LOT bigger in person than he appears in the above photo, and DuPont--dressed to be eaten), wishes you and yours a delicious Thanksgiving.  To everyone, whether or not you celebrate the holiday, may you experience a sense of deep gratitude for your blessings.  Enjoy all that's sweet and savory.

I appreciate every one of you...for sticking around, indulging my quirkiness, laughing with and at me (it's all good), and for your ongoing warmth and support. You continue to make a meaningful difference in my life - so meaningful that I'll be dedicating my novel* to the followers of Life by Chocolate.

*Woman on the Verge of Paradise: The Anti-Fairytale, which is now in the very competent hands of Elsie Amata, Bryan Pedas and...drumroll & guitar strumming, please...Alex J Cavanaugh! The writing is done. The editing is just beginning. The querying and other stuff is yet to come...after we move to a bigger studio and get the holidays behind us. For now...

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Actual, Original Song of Thanksgivukkah!

Never again in this lifetime will we be able to celebrate the convergence of Thanksgiving and Hanukah. So, in honor of Thanksgivukkah, there are many songs zipping through the Internet. I haven't found one that tells the true story of how Thanksgivukkah came to be, nor have I found one that's sung to the tune of  the Gilligan's Island's theme song. Thus, I created this.I hope it's informative. Enjoy. (?)
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Get fit, not crack, and I’ll spin a tale that’s as wacky as they get. It started when Christopher’s Mother asked, “Why aren’t you married yet?”          Maccabee Chorus: Why aren’t you married yet?

I’m not sure why. I’m nice and all, but I can’t attract a babe.

I’ve tried Jdate and Plenty ’o Fish. Had no luck; I can’t get laid.

Maccabee Chorus: Poor lass, he can’t get laid.

Hush, my son! Don’t speak such things! A Bubbeh[1] I must be. 
So find a gal and marry her. Then next, go spread your seed.

Maccabee Chorus: Then next, go spread your seed.

I searched through Spain and the Promised Land, but nothing seems to work. 
I don’t like bars or techno-raves. 
Mom, I can’t even twerk.

Maccabee Chorus: Poor lass can’t even twerk!

Then build a ship and search the world. Not a corner shall you miss. You’re 45 years old, my son. 
Now come give your Mama a kiss.

Maccabee Chorus: Boy, go give your Mama a kiss.

Columstein sailed with the Pilgrambergs, and dreidle they did play. Within 8 days, they hit Plymouth Rock. 'Twas a miracle! Oy vey![2]

Maccabee Chorus: 'Twas a miracle! Oy vey!

They ate and ate and ate some more. Turkey latkes[3] were first rate. Then Chris winked at Pocahantusky and asked her for a date.

Maccabee Chorus: He asked her for a date.

He IM’d Mama, who said, “Mazel Tov![4]”. You can guess what happened next. 
Columstein and Pocahantusky were sharing risqué texts.

Maccabee Chorus: They were sharing risqué texts.

So we celebrate all miracles, and give thanks for all we’ve got.

Were it not for bold and brave rebels, We’d be one sorry lot.

Maccabee Chorus: We’d be one sorry lot.
 
Now go enjoy Thanksgivukkah. And do your very best 
to make the most of what you need, 
and share all of the rest.

Maccabee Chorus: And share all of the rest.

Happy Thanksgivukkah...There, where-ever you’re smilin’!

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[1] Jewish grandma. We all love them. We all need them. I miss my two Bubbehs.

[2] Nothing says “oy vey” like “oy vey.”

[3] Potato pancakes. Traditional Hanukkah food.

[4] Congratulations and good fortune.

I forgot a couple footnotes, and I don't know how to slip them in without messing this all up - as if it's not already messed up (in more ways than one). Truthful info:
The Maccabees were a small band of Jews that fought and won a battle against the Egyptians/Syrians for religious freedom. Dreidles are the spinning tops we play with on Hanukah. Hanukkah begins on Wednesday night.
On both holidays, we celebrate miracles; religious freedom, and all the freedoms and blessings we take for granted in our privileged segment of the world. It's sentiment we can all embrace, so Happy Thanksgivukkah to you!