Prosperity balloons, a Krampus, & silly segues

balloonsHoliday Idea:
As mentioned in previous posts, my holiday plans are in high gear. We added this fun thing to our Christmas eve repertoire last year. Paper balloon lanterns –>

It was such fun, I thought I’d mention it just in case you’d want to try it yourself.  You might still have time to get them before Christmas or certainly by New Years. Last year we used them to send our wishes aloft. As they soar into the sky, the little block of waxy paper pulp eventually burns out and since they’re the thinnest tissue, they disintegrate. No plastic. They fly straight up like a weather balloon too, high above your neighbor’s rooftops. We could still see one after 10 minutes. Funny thing…we launched a balloon for good health and one for happiness. The three tries for prosperity never made it off the ground!

The best prices can be found on Amazon. Look for “paper balloons”.

So as not to be too disappointed, keep your prosperity wish expectations low. Those wishes just don’t want to fly in this economy. Or maybe that was just 2013.   😉


Here are a few more recycled bits from my hoard of files. I can’t recall the guest blog where where I posted this first. It’s a fun post.

Thursday’s Things

I love a man’s hands. Sure, everyone enjoys a handsome face, a tight physique, a beautiful pair of eyes. Who wouldn’t? We’re designed by nature to be drawn to healthy and strong characteristics. How else would the species continue optimally if not for this unconscious selection? A man’s hands, provided they’re not long-nailed or belonging to Ichabod Crane, always turn my head. Pair them with corded forearms and strong wrists and mmm mmm mmm, you had me at hellooooo.

I prefer them large and capable, the clean fingernails trimmed reasonably. I like them expressive, their occasional gesture emphasizing the statement or encouraging the conversation.  I like them rough, not so hard that their skin is like boot leather, but rough like they know what it’s like to pick up a shovel or a hammer even if they spend all day typing on a keyboard or playing a piano. I love when they’re gentle. There’s nothing so sexy as when these masculine hands pat a child’s back, tuck a strand of hair behind an ear, or carefully tend an animal.

My father was of the opinion that a man had to have a firm handshake. I concur. I love watching men shake hands. A man doesn’t have to break the fingers of the hand he’s clasping, but his handshake should be strong enough to show his vitality. I just love that. In my mind it’s a throwback to the days when knights participated in tournaments, though I’m sure the handshake goes back far longer than that. It is a good way, after all, to judge if the man you’re meeting is a force to contend with should the meeting go badly. Enjoying this little show of prowess is another instance of a woman being drawn to the strongest male in the vicinity.

I love lacing my fingers in a strong, neat, expressive, lightly calloused, gentle, and capable hand. Especially if I can feel the love there in the warm, safe, confines. And lastly, I love when these hands roam. Oh yes I do.

😀 That was fun.

This next one puzzles me. I have no recollection of writing this, but I’m almost certain I crafted it for a one-day Meet the Author event my authors’ group held in 2011. We were attempting to show a side of us outside of the novels we write by offering photos, short stories, and things like jokes and recipes. Here I’m introducing my debut novel – the scorching story that launched my author’s journey. The Cataromance Sensual Reads Reviewer’s Choice Award winner – Hermes Online. It was written in three days with one thought it mind –  to grab the attention of a publisher so I could learn the ropes of this business. It was only a tool. I was stunned when it become popular.

When I chose the title it made perfect sense to me. Only after it was in print did I discover Hermes is also a company famous for designer purses, and they sell online. At a friend’s encouragement, I signed myself up for Google Announcements to get a notice each time my name or book came up on the internet. I know all about Rose Anderson the semi-famous Scottish basketball star. And I know when Hermes handbags has online sales! They say hindsight is 20/20.

Reading this post nearly three years later, I have to say I find my segue from story intro to recipe rather humorous. lol Here it is:

Hermes Online is one woman’s journey as she travels from drab desolation to vibrant possibility. It’s about self-rediscovery and return from despair.  At a low point in her life, Vivienne allows the cruel words of another to steal her vitality and dictate how she sees herself. As a woman in this society, I believe women in our culture do this all the time. We allow others to determine how we see ourselves. Hermes Online is Vivienne’s road back to her true self, back to her confidence and true feminine power. Written in first person perspective and through one voice only, the reader gets a ringside seat to watch the transformation as it occurs.

It’s funny how our literary characters and their worlds spring from our heads. As the story unfolded in my imagination, I discovered my Vivienne had been on a student’s architectural tour in Greece several years before this sad chapter of her life. I was also surprised to discover she had herself a whirlwind romance there that ended in heartache. This brought the Greek gods to mind — the myths are full of gods meddling in mortal lives. Winging missives between the gods and the mortals below, the god Hermes was often the messenger for this meddling. As the tale is a modern one, I chose the computer rather than a scroll to get that message across.

The story:

Envision if you will, a story begun in the halls of Mount Olympus long before this modern tale was conceived. It was a time when the god Hermes flew on his winged sandals and carried messages from the gods to the unsuspecting mortals below. And between that time and this, couriers became postmen and handwritten letters became bytes. It is said the gods still speak to those who listen…

Imagine meeting someone who thoroughly compliments you. You share likes and dislikes, views and outlooks and a soul connection unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. It takes your breath, quickens your pulse and consumes your every thought. When you make love for the first time, it’s as if every cell in your body confirms this is your twin flame. Now imagine the timing is horribly off. In my first novel, Hermes Online, Vivienne joyfully discovers such a love amid the ancient ruins of Greece – a love complete and soul satisfying, but one that just isn’t meant to be.

As surely as seasons change, life moves on. Vivienne eventually takes another chance at happiness. Unfortunately, her next relationship turns out to be one of betrayal when her faithless boyfriend intentionally administers a low blow. After she finds him with someone else, he deflects his actions on to her – if she weren’t so dull a lover he wouldn’t have had to look elsewhere. His unaccountable attack becomes a yoke of self-doubt that spills over into every aspect of Vivienne’s life. Hungering for a good word, on a whim she enters a short story written during happier times to an online literature site and makes a connection with a compelling man known only as S. The two soon embark upon the world of anonymous Internet communication where their suggestive emails lead her to try erotic chat, where cybering leads to Skype, and C2C sends both into the arms of a love believed lost forever.

Capturing the imagination:

They have only sensual prose between them. To capture Vivienne’s imagination and coax out of her shell, S chooses his words with precision:

Take my hand, lovely V, follow me to my bed, lie back on petal-strewn sheets and fan your autumn-colored hair across my pillows. Allow me to pay homage to the goddess you are. Let me begin at your little feet. Feel me lightly kiss, and yes, you will feel me bite ever so slightly, for the need to devour you is great. Reply lover.

I await,


 Nothing better for heartbreak than comfort food. Devour these! lol that topic transition cracks me up.

Grandma’s Potato Pancakes

7 potatoes peeled and grated. (Grandma always used a box grater to grate her potatoes but you can use a food processor. Drain off any liquid. You’re looking for pulpy texture.)
1 yellow onion, grated to a pulp
2 beaten eggs
salt, pepper
oil for frying
Optional toppings – applesauce and/or sour cream

To grated potatoes add the onion, eggs, salt and pepper, then add flour a little at a time until your mixture thickens to the consistency of sticky looking pancake batter. Your pancakes should keep their shape when you fry. Sometimes the potatoes will weep (from the onions? lol), just drain this water off carefully. Use as many potatoes as you like – simply adjust the amount of eggs, flour, and onion if you need to. Oil should be hot enough to skitter a drop of water on its surface. This is important. You don’t want them soaking up the oil. Turn when edges get golden brown. Drain on paper towels when crispy. Eat as is or top with applesauce and/or sour cream. Pyszne! (Delicious!)

**My Grandma was born in Poland in 1887, and made the long ocean voyage to a new world in her late teens. An amazing cook, she could tell you in one taste what series of ingredients made up any dish. Enjoy.


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holi2It’s nice to hear people appreciate ephemera as much as my husband and I do. We’re building a vintage holiday postcard scrapbook one card at a time. If you’re here for the first time, I’ve been posting one or two each day and plan to keep it up from now until January. Scroll back to see the others.

I thought Santa just handed out coal to naughty kids. It turns out has other “helpers”. I haven’t found a Black Peter yet, but I did find a Krampus!


rb4uauthor Fran Lee’s blog day.

RB4U is participating in author Nikki Barrett’s READER APPRECIATION GIVEAWAY — Lots of prizes. Enter today!

Santa1Our December contest has approximately 30 prizes for one winner, including a $75 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card. I’m adding a free book from my backlist to the loot. Read the pages and find the dancing Santas.


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About ~RoseAnderson

Rose Anderson is an award-winning author and dilettante who loves great conversation and delights in discovering interesting things to weave into stories. Rose also writes under the pen name Madeline Archer.
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2 Responses to Prosperity balloons, a Krampus, & silly segues

  1. Hi Rose, I’m having a blast visiting your blog everyday during the holidays. You are very much lifting my spirits. Krampus! I never heard of him nor saw him, but he looks like the images of the Devil I’ve seen over the years. Wow! That must have kept German kids in line!

    The paper lanterns are magical! I’d love to do this and will order some if I can find them on Amazon. What a lovely tradition. I smiled at your comments regarding prosperity.This holiday season our money planets – Venus and Jupiter – are both retrograde. Boohoo. Things will improve in 2016 finally. Then those lanterns will blaze away on a wave of prosperity!

    I’m noting the potato pancakes recipe–an Irish woman always needs a new potato dish. As always, thanks for sharing.

    • Well I appreciate you coming. Monday’s post has a link to the Krampus parade. I never knew they had parades. My daughter is making a Krampus hat for the little dog for Christmas eve. I’ll take pictures.

      2016?? Ugh. On the bright side, when prosperity comes around, I’ll have an amazing backlist.

      That’s an excellent potato recipe. I’m sure your family will be pleased.

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