This morning, I received a message from the very nice folks at HeatherDale.com (of COURSE they’re nice — they’re Canadians!). They’ve advertised on Bloomin’ Faeries! recently and liked the response they got from you readers. Not only have they mentioned Bloomin’ Faeries! on their own website, but they even went so far as to send me a sample of their latest CD, which I loved. It’s sweet, and engaging, and chipper — if you’re a fan of McKennitt or McLachlan, you’ll love their stuff. So I felt it would be only fair to give thanks by providing a link back through this blog. If you have a chance, click on it and listen to the samples on their main page. Then, if you like it (and I KNOW you will!), why don’t you encourage them by buying a CD or three? –Jaycee

The last day have been very rough, ever since I’ve come to my senses. Last night, I couldn’t take it and called a few friends to see if anyone would be willing to come over and keep me company. Help get my mind off things and all. But the ONLY person who was free to come was (oddly) Brooke. How pathetic is that, right? Continue reading “Finding Comfort”

Let’s all take a pause from the raging chaos that is my life to admire this oh-so-lovely rendition of Princess Heather, courtesy of artist Russell Platt. This came at just the right time, too: I was considering stopping the Art4Ads program, when (yesterday morning, no less!) this just dropped in my mailbox, completely out ofthe blue. So enjoy. I’m going to make this post “sticky” for a week, so it’s going to stay at the top of the blog section for that time. If you’re here to read the blog, you’ll have to scroll down — sorry! 🙂 (And if you’re an artist, and would like to trade art for ad space, please don’t hesitate to contact me.)

Last night, soon after posting my last blog entry, I came to my senses. It took me a few minutes to relive the events of Monday night, and realize it had to be some faerie trick! I mean, I DON’T know how Morgan found herself at La Rose Noire, nor why I would think that it was my plan all along to have a threesome with her and Lana. Or — worse yet! — why I would have wild, non-stop sex with her for over twenty-four hours. All I know is that there’s no way I’d do anything like this. Someone must have done something to me, either a spell, or faerie dust, or some kind of magic philter, or SOMETHING! I’ve questioned Attitude, who blasted me for always accusing her of everything that goes wrong in my life. She TRIES to do things for me, she says, and I’m just IMPOSSIBLE to work with. And there was a lot of “fae talk” in there that was just gibberish to me, but I got the idea. I don’t think it’s her doing… And Lana still isn’t picking up my calls. What a mess! –Jaycee