The Coming SuperStorm, 2010

Evening yowls, my KitKats, it’s still snowy and cold, but not blizzardy on the tame prairie. Nope, the Kougaress is not snowed in like some across the country are. Blessings to all of them.
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Yep, the Coming SuperStorm... moi is thinking *2010* is going to be the year of the SuperStorm. Not just in weather, but on the world stage and as a general description of the year’s nature. No, not all the time. There’ll be the quiet before the SuperStorm. There’s the eye of the SuperStorm... where it might be wise to remain. Yes, watch the storms from the stillness of the eye. Hmmm... more later as moi muses on it.
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Okay, this is what’s its come down to... sadly and black-humor funnily. The Kougaress was driving back from a trip to the grocery story, which means traveling to a fairly small town about thirty minutes away. As she drove through an itsy bitsy tiny town, she noticed one of those flyers that are put on utility poles... you know the ones that are advertising weight loss or payday loans, or whatever... make a million bucks from home.
Truthfully, this Big Cat almost couldn’t believe it. Yet, there it was. Literally in black white ~ CHEAP HEALTH INSURANCE... YOUR CHOICE OF DOCTOR... YOUR CHOICE OF HOSPITAL... then, the 800 number.
Yep and no pep, that’s what its come down to in our beloved country. Nope and grrrr, the Kougaress will not be calling, and she hopes no one does. It’s obviously a major rip-off, though, not nearly the got-you-con size of the Health Care bills, written by and for the Health Insurance companies, despite their little pretend show of being against the bills.
Somehow, it felt like a tragic comedy scene, seeing that sign.
How our great country has come down so far and so fast in recent times. Folks used to be independently minded and strong in their natures. Independent, yet helping each other out. Now, it’s like we’ve all been forced to the begging trough and threatened with huge fines and jail unless we get health insurance... unless we do everything Big Gov demands.
Instead of the Health Insurance companies being forced to change their business models, they’re demanding Congress provide them with paying costumers.
Talk about throwing money down a rat hole, the Kougaress will not be feeding that black endless pit of thieving murderers, except with the bile of their own evil deeds.
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Authoress news and mews ~

Yep, the Kougar neglected to mention the great holiday bloggies at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS ~

From Pat Cunningham ~

Holiday Flash: Christmas with the Coyotes

Overheard at the coyote family reunion:

“No wonder they call it a pack. You can’t even turn around in here.”
“You think it’s crowded now, wait’ll cousin Ernie shows up with his eight kids.”
“So when does the fat guy get here with the gifts? I don’t have all night.”
“We weren’t howling. That was ‘Deck the Halls.’”

PLUS!

From Serena Shay ~

Twelve Day's of Christmas...Writer Style!

On the twelfth day of Christmas my Muse did give to me...
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At THE PINK BLOG ~

‘Twas the Day After Christmas... By LK Hunsaker

‘Twas the day after Christmas
and all through the house
all the kiddies were playing
without ‘ere a grouse.
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TWO for the price of one bloggie, since the Kougar missed a day during the computer crises...

Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 362 ~

Sylva smiled at her cowboy husband, despite the myriad of feelings storming through her. Being here with him was a gift. And, to be his gift, priceless. Yet, here she was, too, with a huge mystery on her hands. Avalon or Avalonia, and what had happened to them both there. “Zeke.” She caressed his hand. “You’ll have to tell me those stories. About Avalonia.” He gave a slight nod. “Somehow, all of this must figure into your psychic abilities and what’s going on with the Secret Circle.” Sylva felt a ping sensation deep within. “They must want access to Avalonia.”

Zeke darkened inside with his own sense of things. “Yes. They must. Anything to increase the power of their magic. Sylva,” he brushed his thumb pad over her soft cheek, “I have a feeling your arrival was foretold. Not as my wife. Or even here, at this location. But, as a woman from another Earth, who possessed a way to access Avalonia.” He watched her frown. “But, I don’t know how to get there. I was simply there.” Her frown deepened as she considered. “I don’t know how to return. I mean, it could be when I dream I’ll return.”
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Part 363 ~

Sylva spun inside, feeling as though she was in danger of spinning apart. “Darlin’,” her cowboy soothed, “whoa there. I’m thinkin’ we need to take a step back. We’re thinkin’ too far and too fast.” Breathing in a sigh of relief, she moved in unison with him, placing her head on the pillow. They gazed into each other’s eyes for several moments. “I wasn’t prepared for this type of life,” she murmured. “I do want to learn more about Avalonia. There’s a beautiful and extraordinary power there that’s important. I can feel that. And, there’s an enchanting familiarity, a belonging.”

Zeke stroked strands of his woman’s hair from her face. Her expression haunted him. “But honestly,” she continued, “I don’t want to think about being a target.” Zeke touched his lips to hers. For a sweet time, they kissed, small intimate presses of their mouths. Still, her fragility showed in the strained brilliance of her eyes. Zeke figured he’d do best to point them both in another direction. Over thinking never worked. Hell, and hang the Secret Circle bastards, he might as well be spinning his wheels in a mud pit. “Maybe it’s best to let your dreams guide us.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 360 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ http://passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, January through October 2009 flashes ~ http://theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS
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Wish Upon on a New Year Star...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Superstorm smooches from the Kougar...