Welcome to another saucy episode of SUNDAE WITH NUTS where I have asked my fellow authors to join me for the day for a bit of fun and a laugh. We are romance writers after all!
Today is a bit different in that I am finally going to WALK the WALK. Sure, it was easy for me to sit back and host all the brave ladies who have dared before me, but now it’s time for me to step up to the plate.
1.Favorite knickers: cotton, lace, silk or errr…leather?
Cotton all the way, although I wouldn’t mind investing in some nice lingerie soon, not necessarily over the top with gadgets and whistles, just something classy and elegant. I did have some in the past at some point, but with all our moves and the kids, what happens to them? At least I’m not wearing granny underwear–yet. But I did get knickers from my mum for Easter this year, which was weird. I am 41 years old. Thank God, she didn’t put them in my Easter basket along with chocolate and died eggs. That would have bordered on Twilight Zone and I would have had to start worrying about my mum.
2.Who is your fantasy male or female? Or both?
I really don’t have one, isn’t that sad? But I really appreciate what the ladies are bringing forward for their own Nutty days, because then it gives me a taste of what is out there! Hmmm…maybe at a stretch I could say bugs bunny in a skirt. Then I cover both bases.
3.What language, when heard spoken, makes you frisky? (like Jamie Lee Curtis in A Fish called Wanda)
Icelandic. It’s my answer and I’m stickin’ to it. But seriously, I’ve traveled and lived all over the world and have found the sweetest and sexiest words are those spoken from the heart. Did they make me frisky? Depended on what the fella looked like – a Scottish accent, let’s say, on some dribbling, fat ignoramus won’t do it for me. Yet, a Spanish fella I dated briefly tried so hard to find the right words to communicate with me, it was so endearing – he had me at Hola. 🙂
p.s. Sorry my hubby is reading over my shoulder. I meant to say an Australian accent makes me hot as heck.
4.What vehicle, abode, beach, construction site or other locale did you lose your virginity.
I’m going to join the vehicle club with this one. But unlike some of my other Nuts, I can’t even say it was a hot muscle car. I got my cherry popped by a guy named Chip in a brown Chevy van in the middle of winter out at Lake Michigan. We drank Pabst Blue Ribbon and he smoked a joint (I never inhaled, I swear). But he was a mate I had known for years and I had approached him to go through the rite of passage. Why? Because I didn’t want any regrets. May sound strange, but it was my reasoning at the time. His first thought when I asked him: Is she mad? Second thought: F**k yeah!
5.Do you believe in love at first sight?
Nope. Attraction, most definitely.
6.If you could play a board game during sex, what would it be?
Geesh, I got to get rid of this question. I’d say spin the bottle but that wouldn’t be very interesting with just me and my husband. “Hon, the bottle isn’t pointing at me, spin again. Yeah, that didn’t work. Here, let me try. Well, it’s kinda pointing at me, does that count? Feck it, I’ll just take my shirt off.”
7.Any special “toys” you’d like to give mention to for their outstanding achievements?
Not really toys, but definitely amusement, I’d say Thomas the Train for my 21-month old and Spongebob for my 5-year-old. I hate Spongebob and I don’t promote telly for kids, but sometimes it is the only few minutes I get to myself. And that, in my world, is an outstanding achievement. Note: I didn’t say it had to be sex toys. All your heads are in the gutter! LOL
8.I *heart* Peter Cetera. What song immediately swoops you back to your “first days” of falling in love?
I think I actually like Peter Cetera more now that I’m older, as I’m trying desperately to attach Glory of Love to an innocent crush, and I just can’t. Do you remember your junior and high school dances? Those are the songs that swoop me back and pull at heartstrings. Junior High was Journey – Open Arms and Highschool – all that I can remember is Stairway to Heaven was always the last song of the night, and when the fast part started, the lights came on and the boys’ hands shifted off the girls asses.
9.Most romantic or sexiest destination out there.
Anywhere without the kids. (Sorry boys, love you with my ENTIRE being, but tantrums, poo nappies (diapers), fighting over toys and the incessant requests for Hide-n-seek just don’t do it for me romantically) I’d be happy with a B&B down the road at the moment.
A close second would be the Cinque Terre on the west coast of Italy. When backpacking through Europe in 1995, I stayed in one of the small towns called Vernazza. All the coastal villages are connected by a walking trail along the ocean cliffs called the Via del Amore. Magnificent. I was single at the time, but a few other hostelers and I shared the experience, taking some cheap bottles of wine down to the harbour one night to chat and sing until the wee hours of the morning. Most likely keeping the locals up (blush)
10.Who was your first crush or kiss?
First kiss was Eric Nelson. He had a cowlick, but I still felt like I was walking on air afterward. I don’t think I slept for days! First crush? Joel Dykstra. He played the trombone, and I was a trumpet player (don’t ask) – a match made in brass heaven, until he was snatched away by a Flag girl. Bitch. LOL (just kidding of course, I think he is happily married with kids in the greater Chicago area)
11.If you become a best-selling author and sell your movie rights, what will be the first thing you do when you hear? Other than contact Cd Brennan and offer to share with her, of course.
Well since I don’t have to share with that lackey Cd Brennan, I’ll have more dosh to go around. And I have many “firsts”. I’d get a second family vehicle -walking is awesome, don’t mind pulling the wagon with the kids, but in the winter it sucks! Then, I’d get a part-time nanny. My older son has special needs and my youngest is going through the terrible twos, and I need a break! After that, I’ve always wanted to be charitable, except we’ve never had the means to be truly generous. If there is any left, pay off any debt (freedom!), splurge on my folks and set up a reunion in Dublin at The Hairy Lemon with all my mates!
12.I wanted to be a helicopter pilot and a cowgirl when I grew up (still do). What did you want to grow up to be when you were a little girl?
I do know I never considered being a writer when I was little. Although, I did write a story about two airplanes falling in love when I was in first grade and it won a literary prize (No, it wasn’t the RITA). But that just goes to show you “what is for you won’t pass you by” – one of my favorite lines from Watershed.
And last but now least.
13. Favorite ice cream flavor.
Hot fudge Sundae with Nuts, of course. No whip cream or cherry. And I KNOW it’s not a flavor!
Okay, that’s it! A huge thank you to everyone who has stopped by. Now…let me have it! 🙂