I’m a cold weenie. That wasn’t always the case. I’ve lived in Montana, Colorado, Germany. I’ve slept in tents in the dead of winter. But now, I live in the South. I think my blood’s thinner or something. That’s not to say I love the heat. If I didn’t have a pool to cool off in, I’d be miserable in the summertime. However, I really, really, really don’t like frosty toes and fingers.
I’m talking about this because these next seven days, we’re getting some unusually cold weather. Like single digit temperatures at night and below freezing during the day. The forecast is for several days of snow. We haven’t had anything other than a sprinkle of the cold stuff in years!
So, naturally, we’re freaking out a little bit. In advance of the snow, my dd hit the store today to load up on food we don’t have to cook because we know if there’s any accumulation, or worse—if there’s ice—we will lose power. We live in a rural area, and energy companies are slow to fix problems out here. So, our gas cans are full to feed the generator. We bought extra straw for the goat shed to help keep the three little critters warm. We shuttered the window in the lean-to on the side of the barn for the horses and filled the “warm end” with hay. Last night, my dd went out in the dead of night to break the ice in the horses’ water troughs to make sure they have access to water. We’re staying vigilant so they stay safe. We winterized exposed pipes and faucets. We’re dripping water in the sinks and showers. She bought us all thermal longjohns. The kids have boots.
Valentine’s Day is muse-inspiring for romance, but it seems nature is inspired by the theme of ‘Love’ as well.
During this time-frame, I’ve noticed that foxes like other animals are more attentive to their mates.
Deer along with other wildlife are pairing up as romance is in the air.
It’s neat to see birds tending to their mates and bringing them special treats.
I also notice during this romantic season that birds tend to keep in close proximity to their mates, plus help them build nests for spring.
Take care, and wishing each of you a wonderful Valentine’s Day!
***ONE winner will be drawn from everyone who posts on my guest blog post about, ‘Inspiration From Nature – Valentine’s Day,’ on Delilah’s blog between 12 February 2021– 21 February 2021. The winner will receive a signed copy of His Destiny, book #4 in the bestselling The MacGruder Brothers Series.
About the Author
A retired Navy Chief, Diana Cosby is an international bestselling author of Scottish medieval romantic suspense. Books in her award-winning MacGruder Brothersseries have been translated into five languages. Diana has spoken at the Library of Congress, Lady Jane’s Salon in NYC, and appeared in Woman’s Day, on USA Today’s romance blog, “Happy Ever After,” MSN.com, Atlantic County Women Magazine, and Texoma Living Magazine.
After her career in the Navy, Diana dove into her passion – writing romance novels. With 34 moves behind her, she was anxious to create characters who reflected the amazing cultures and people she’s met throughout the world. After the release of the bestselling MacGruder Brothersseries and The Oath Trilogy, she released the bestselling The Forbidden Series.
Diana looks forward to the years of writing ahead and meeting the amazing people who will share this journey.
UPDATE: The winners are…Margaret, bn100, Debra Guyette and flchen1!
Hi! I’m Beverly Ovalle. I wanted this date since it is my birthday! This marks eight years I’ve been writing.
I am a writer, but I’m so much more, too. A wife, mom, and grandma along with being a crafter. I guess you could say I’m a serial hobbyist. Let me name a few.
My most recent hobby is welding. I took a class through the local community trade school. I’m planning on going back for more. I had a ball doing it.
I love to sew. Back in the day, I made all of my first child’s clothing until he was about two. Before that, I made my dress clothes for work. I still sew. My most recent was a tree skirt for my daughter. I’m in the middle of completing another one for my nephew and his new bride. I didn’t finish it in time for the wedding so I’m mailing it off before Christmas to them.
Another hobby is stained glass. I’ve made windows in a previous house I lived in. I let this one lapse because small children and glass bits don’t mix.
I make jewelry on occasion and bookmarks for swag when the mood hits me.
I have a cricut. I love that but haven’t had much time to go further in-depth. It looks like so much fun so I had to try it.
I also love to build puzzles. All winter long my daughter and I work on them. This past year it was all year round. Being quarantined it gave us something for the whole family to work on.
The IRS might say my writing is a hobby, too, lol. They would be wrong. Like sewing, it is a lifelong love.
In high school, I had to choose between track and the creative writing club. I chose writing. I don’t remember when I started, but I’ve done it throughout my life. I managed it between a full-time job and a growing family. Now, I’m retired and seem to have less time for it.
However, I’ve set a schedule I hope to meet. Currently, I’m working on a book that was supposed to be released last year. I wasn’t happy with it, though. My goal this year for it is April. My next is July.
One book is a military shipboard romance, part fiction and part truth, called China Fleet Club. The other, Taming Tamara, will be the fourth in A Dragon’s Fated Heart Series. I’m also working on a cookbook I’m calling Not Hamburger Again! A total departure from fiction for me.
I’d love to hear about what hobbies you do. I’m always looking for my next great obsession!
In the meantime, feel free to follow me on Instagram where I post a bit about my books, more about my hobbies and life in general. Be ready to see lots of food, lol. Also, I’m on Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Pinterest, my website, and my blog.
Honestly, I’m most active on Instagram and Facebook, so those are your best bets to chat with me. The most fun, too! If you just want to see books, follow me on Amazon. But hobby discussions are my bread and butter and keep me active and interested. I’m too restless for just one thing, but obsessed enough to be that serial hobbyist you know and love!
My most recent story is in an anthology #Mommastrong. All proceeds go to a well-loved friend everyone calls Momma to help in her fight against cancer. My contribution is a sci-fi romance. A second story in The Road to Eden short story series called “Mama Said.”
It is that time of year familiar to most of either the month of love or the depths of despair let’s hurry to get it over. I’m reminded of the opening scene in the 2006 movie, Something New, starring Sanaa Lathan and Simon Baker, when the heroine (Kenya McQueen) is power walking in her neighborhood. All is going well until she sees a couple being all lovey-dovey on their stoop and she’s reminded that she’s alone on Valentine’s Day. Her expression and outlook immediately sours. It’s both hilarious and depressing simultaneously. For some, February 14 is a struggle. I think we’ve all been there a time or two. However, I’ll save that discussion for later. (Don’t worry, though. I got you, boo. That post is coming. Give me time.)
Today’s post is designed to help you get your kink on. Well, not exactly, but do what you will with the information. (No judgment here.) Just note that all the items on this list allegedly are aphrodisiacs. However, they may or may not be scientifically proven to uphold this claim. Before using or ingesting any of these products, it would be best to consult a physician or trained professional regarding allergies, toxins, or any harmful effects they may or may have as I’m not a dietitian or a nutrition expert. I should mention that the following list is not all-inclusive which means there is plenty more to choose from in the food love department. Now, let’s get cracking into the heart of this. (I’ll try to keep my puns to a minimum but no promises.) While florist, bakeries, and lingerie shops become crammed with consumers to purchase romantic gifts, avoid the crowds and head over to the GNC, Krogers, Whole Foods, or Costco. (Actually, I don’t know about Costco since I’ve never shopped in one. But I heard they have everything a refrigerator could hold.)
By definition, an aphrodisiac is a food, drug, pharmaceuticals, or substance that arouses or increases held to arouse sexual desire, sexual pleasure, sexual behavior, sexual performance, or heightens libido. They may be derived from a variety of plants, spices, and synthetic chemicals. The name aphrodisiac comes from the Aphrodite, the Greek goddess (Venus in Roman mythology) of love, beauty, desire, fertility, prosperity, and fertility.
The use or belief of aphrodisiacs has been around since the beginning of time. A quick scan of history will unveil numerous superstitions, legions, and myths regarding them. They come in multiple forms.
Chocolate. For most people, chocolate being an aphrodisiac is an added bonus to the already deliciousness. I mean, who doesn’t love chocolate? Well, I know a few who need to be charged with high treason. (Just joking… but not really.) Listen, I’m of the opinion that not loving chocolate is un-American, and I say it with my full chest. So there! If anyone needs another excuse to eat chocolate, this is it.
Strawberries. Strawberries have long been thought to be aphrodisiacs. In ancient Rome, they were a symbol of Venus (known as Aphrodite in Greek mythology). An old tradition in France was to serve newly married couples a strawberry soup that was thought to increase sexual desire during their honeymoon. Being rich in vitamins and antioxidants, there may be some evidence that strawberries genuinely possess aphrodisiac effects.
Oysters. Oysters increase the production of the hormone, dopamine. Dopamine enhances libido. They also are abundant in zinc. Zinc is quintessence in the production of testosterone and maintaining healthy sperm. Testosterone affects sexual desire. Oysters gained its reputation as being an aphrodisiac from the 1822 biography of the French Voltaire and philosopher, Giacomo Casanova, published by Penguin Books. In The Story of My Life, Casanova claimed to have eaten fifty oysters daily and attributed this to his sexual prowess.
Honey. In nearly every article I read while researching, honey kept popping up all over the page. Initially, I wasn’t going to include it because I had read that it can contain many toxins. Then, I thought about it. How many people use honey as a regular staple in their diet. I know I do. Years ago, I began taking a spoonful of natural honey to help with allergies. A worker is a beekeeper and sells jars at a reasonable price. Reportedly, the best results for using honey to combat allergies is when the honey is local, as the bees use the pollen from the plants in the area, and consuming it helps build a tolerance. Well, it turns out that honey also promotes testosterone production in men. In women, the mineral boron present in honey aids the use of estrogen.
Truffles. Truffles have long been (since ancient Rome and Greece) considered aphrodisiac agents. The scent of them closely resembles that of male pheromone.
Figs. Figs may have first been associated with being an aphrodisiac due to their appearance. They also are rich in amino acids.
Pomegranate. As discussed previously, the word aphrodisiac derives from the word Aphrodite. According to Greek mythology, the love goddess, Aphrodite, is credited with planting the first pomegranate tree. Even if one dismisses the myth, pomegranates have been traced to have originated in the Mediterranean. So, at least, some small part of the myth is accurate. Additionally, due to its numerous seeds, the fruit is associated with abundance and fertility. But perhaps the most convincing evidence of this is that it increases testosterone.
Saffron. Many people may be familiar with the use of saffron as a supplement to treat stress and mood, specifically depression. It is a spice, native to Southwest Asia, that is made from a flower.
Ginger. Ginger is alleged to induce lustfulness or lustful desires. Ginger helps detoxify the body and increase circulation, including amplifying blood flow to certain male organs.
Cloves. Cloves are reported to reduce premature ejaculation. Enough said.
Almonds. Almonds are chock-full of fatty acids, and fatty acids are essential in the production of fertility hormones, reproduction functions, and a strong libido. To boot, they have an alluring scent.
Pistachios. Allegedly, pistachios reduce symptoms of ED. But even if that effect is a myth, pistachios have other health benefits such as reducing the risk of heart disease, lowing blood pressure, improving cholesterol, and helping to manage weight.
Artichokes. Fun fact. During the sixteenth century, women were forbidden from consuming artichokes due to the belief that the vegetable enhanced sexual power. No joke. In fact, from the sixteenth century to the twentieth century, they were considered to be an exotic vegetable for the aristocracy.
Asparagus. Asparagus is endorsed by the Kama Sutra. With its phallic shape and energy-boosting effects, who can argue that it hasn’t earned a place on this list? In a way, this food acts as a sexual defender. It works as an aphrodisiac is by neutralizing excess ammonia found naturally in the body with aspartic acid. Ammonia can decrease sexual interest and make a person feel tired or weak. Furthermore, asparagus is rich in vitamin B which is a folate and helps to increase the production of histamine. Histamine intensifies sexual drive.
Fenugreek. I admit that I had never heard of fenugreek until researching for information for this article. Most of my friends didn’t either, but you know, there’s always that one person… One of my friends who is into organic foods stated that she uses in cooking. (And no, I didn’t ask what dishes she puts it in or why because I really do not want to venture down that crooked road. There’s no telling where it may end.) According to some research, fenugreek is used to make estrogen and testosterone. Reportedly, it increases organs. Now, before you flock out to buy a bottle, know that it may counteract some types of cancer treatments.
Ginkgo Biloba. This herb is harvested from trees and frequently is an ingredient in traditional Chinese medicine. Although it’s stated to be an aphrodisiac, it is warned that it also acts as a blood thinner.
Maca. Anything with the nickname of the “The Peruvian Viagra” deserves a place on this list. This sweet, cruciferous vegetable mainly grows and is harvested in central South America. It is related to vegetables such as broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower, and kale. Reportedly, maca may increase stamina, so, no gone in sixty seconds with it.
Red Ginseng. There are two interesting studies regarding red ginseng’s aphrodisiac effects. The first is a study that was conducted with menopausal women. It was should to increase the women’s in this group sexual arousal. A second study indicated that it may improve erectile dysfunction. However, like ginkgo Biloba, this herb may have blood-thinning effects. And speaking of red…
Red Wine. Honestly, I probably would have snuck this one on the list even if I had not found it mentioned multiple times in research articles. Wine has so many positive qualities. How many times have you heard someone say they are going to wind down with a glass of wine? That’s because wine helps alleviate anxiety. Who can get it up or into the mood when they are uptight? So, that’s an aphrodisiac bonus right there. But the aphrodisiac effects go further. Red wine is another one of those foods/drinks that increase blood flow in the body.
Spicy Chili Peppers. When I saw this one listed, the first thing I thought was, “Ah, and that’s why the Red-Hot Chili Peppers are named what they are.” I have if one has anything to do with the other. I never read anything anywhere to suggest that the two are tied. It’s just the first thought the leaped into my mind. Ya’ll know it doesn’t take much. They are said to work by stimulating the nerve endings on the tongue that cause the release of sexual arousal. I can attest that I’ve never experienced that after eating. In fact, the only thing I’ve ever experienced from hot chili peppers is burning lips. However, capsaicin can increase heart rate or cause sweating, which resembles physical reactions that occur during sexual intercourse.
Tribulus. I have absolutely no idea why Tribulus is considered an aphrodisiac, as I could not locate any quality information to support this claim. Yet, it kept popping up in other searches. My rationale is that if it repetitively kept finding its way into articles on aphrodisiac, there must be some support out there somewhere. I just haven’t found it. For that reason, I’m listing it here.
Watermelon. Okay, I must admit that when I saw watermelon, but bottom jaw hit the floor. As a staple in the south, who knew watermelon was an aphrodisiac? I mean there’s nothing sexy about a watermelon. They are bulky and eating them can be extremely messy. In fact, it’s common to eat them outside so you can just spit the seeds into the grass as the juice runs down your chin. The appeal of watermelons, at least for me, has always been quenching thirst on a hot day. Well, it seems they quench another thirst as well. Watermelon contains an amino acid known as citrulline. Citrulline relaxes and dilates blood vessels in a similar way to Viagra. The kicker to this is that the majority of citrulline found in watermelon is concentrated in the rind.
Peaches. Depending on how one views it, peaches may or may not be an aphrodisiac. See, they help build/increase sperm count. Now, if pregnancy and babies are something one wants to avoid, well, peaches may not be the fruit to get you in the mood and spark desire. On the contrary, one may want to leave this fruit at the fruit stand and/or farmer’s market. However, if you’re seeking to hear the pitter-patter of little feet, slice them up and slather on the whipped cream. (BTW, one might think whipped cream also would be on this list as well, but it’s not.) Peaches also are high in antioxidants which can help a person feel overall healthier.
Yohimbe. This herb is grown in India and Africa. It works by stimulating spinal nerves. This nerve stimulation improves the ease of erection without increasing sexual excitement. Serious side effects of Yohimbe include overstimulation, weakness, anxiety, hallucinations, and paralysis.
Now that I’ve spilled all the love jelly beans and candy hearts, let me know your thoughts and opinions in the comment section. Will you be adding any of these items to your grocery list? Did anything on this list shock you? Are there any items that were not on the list but should have been? If you like this post, please click the like button and share it. If you’re not following me over on Creole Bayou blog, what are you waiting for? There’s always room at the bayou. We have fun, and there’s no need to worry about what’s in the water. Not everything bites.
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Wolf in Plain Sight
“A wickedly funny and passionate series, fans of paranormal erotic romance will enjoy [Wolf in Plain Sight] tremendously. Ms. Devlin has done it again!” ~ Romance Reviews Today
To Super-cop Max Weir, the only good vampire is a dead one. Since his special police unit integrated with vampires, he’s had to suppress his natural hatred to work side by side with the undead to hunt down and terminate the deadliest killers. Now the unit’s hot on the trail of a new menace in town, a pack of werewolves prowling for vampires who don’t care whether humans get in their way.
When a stakeout goes awry, Max enters a bar looking for a fight or woman to help him blow off a little steam. What he finds is a winsome siren whose sexual appetites match his own.
Vampire Pia D’Amato is on a secret mission to take out Max–either by seduction or turning him. He’s become a liability to the Masters’ Council setting up jurisdiction in southern Florida, and she’s not leaving until she’s done the job. But Max is more man than she bargained for with a deadly secret of his own.
Excerpt from Wolf in Plain Sight…
Max pushed through the door of the bar determined that tonight he’d either get shit-faced or fucked. Which, didn’t matter so long as he could blow off the steam that had been gathering a head since the botched mission hours before. The bar was a regular haunt—only a block from his house. If need be, he could crawl home. The smoky air, the loud grinding music, and the smell of stale beer appealed when he had an axe to grind.
The SU had swept the area for signs of the wolves that killed the vampires before turning on the humans in a mutilating frenzy. Their bloody paw prints lead beyond the house to a gravel road where they’d disappeared. The pack had made their getaway in cars. This hadn’t been a roaming band’s target of opportunity, but a takedown.
The grim faces of the vampires telegraphed their worry. He hoped they were shaking in their boots. Not that the thought of a rogue wolf pack wasn’t just as unsettling to Max.
But seeing the cock-sure Quentin lose his perpetual smirk was gratifying. Dylan had been grim-faced and pale. Perhaps the bastard saw his own fate in the house.
However, Joe’s silence had been the most telling. He hadn’t looked the least bit surprised.
Max made his way through the tables ringing a small dance floor. The place was nearly empty, save for the men hovering near the bar for the night’s last drinks. The tension in his shoulders knotted tighter. All it would take would be one smart-ass comment. He hungered for an excuse to drive his fist through something.
The crowd parted, and a flash of a slim white ankle snagged his attention. Every trace of anger, bitter regret, and frustration coalesced into a single, burning need.
The men blocking his view shifted, and the ankle drew his glance upward to a bare knee. The woman’s legs parted, and one slid atop the other. Her foot sawed up and down, and a slender, functionless sandal dangled from the tips of her painted toes. God, he wanted to help her lose the shoes altogether.
He advanced toward the men standing between him and his goal. Their faces registered annoyance for only a moment before they stepped aside. The hard hunger that rode his belly must have turned his face into an implacable mask.
As he drew near, her shape was revealed one tantalizing curve at a time. Sweetly turned hips were clothed in a stretchy black skirt that ended at the top of her thighs—not a hint of underwear marred the smooth fit. Conveniently tied behind her neck, a miniscule top bared the gleaming, supple skin of her back and midriff—again, no sign of a bra. Her nipples puckered invitingly against the black fabric that barely contained the apple-like curves of her small breasts.
Finally, his gaze rose to her face. She could have been a whole lot less than appetizing, and he’d still have wanted her on the merits of that ride-able frame. But her face only made him more determined to have her.
Large, doe-like eyes, framed by thick lashes, blinked as she caught his stare. Her upper lip was a fraction fuller than the lower and inspired delicious, succulent fantasies. Her face was round, her jaw small, and a thumbprint dimple carved her chin into two delicious halves. His tongue itched to slide along that little notch.
As he reached the bar, he drew a deep breath, eager to catch the scent of her perfume. He wasn’t disappointed. The woman smelled like sex. Hot, nasty, spicy sex.
His body hardened along with his intentions. With only a fleeting thought for how aggressive he might appear, he loomed over her, his gaze sweeping downward. When he glanced back up to her eyes, he schooled his expression into something shy of predatory. He didn’t want to frighten her away before he’d even learned her name.
“You can’t catch trout with dry breeches.”
I know. I love obscure quotes. I collect books of them. This one, to me, is funny. Not sure why. Maybe because I’m not a fisherperson. Still, it does make a point. You can’t catch this fish without wading into the water, getting your boots and pants soaked. An inconvenience, sure. However, those wet pants are also a badge to be worn with pride. You went “all in.”
So, why am I posting this? Because we all have moments when we can go all in or chicken out. We can choose the comfy sofa or do something to prove we’re part of life. I chose to be in the Army. When war broke out, I contacted everyone I knew to get a posting somewhere in the war zone. Why? Because I’d spent twelve years preparing for it and didn’t want to sit on the sidelines. I wanted to see it firsthand, with my own eyes. I got my wish. Fast forward eight years… When I decided I’d had enough of working in a cubicle and attending boring meeting after boring meeting, I decided I’d give writing a go. It worked for me. That choice could just as easily have led to failure, but I succeeded. Of course, I didn’t quit the day job until I was sure I had a fighting chance.
So, my question to you is what dive into the deep end of the pool did you take? Share for a chance to win your choice of a download of one of my backlisted books. I’ll choose three winners! When did you get your breeches wet?