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Sugar & Spice – RE Hargrave

**warning, reading this book will make you hungry and trigger one kick ass case of the munchies for all things sweet**

I am a HUGE fan of romance. Not only because it was a huge part of my childhood or because I write the stuff, but a good romance is often time weaved with amazing writing and that makSugar & Spice Audiobookes me happy. But lately, the genre has been flooded with sex, sex and nothing but.

Blurb: Lacey Harrison has been dealt an unexpected hand in life: being a single mom. With her father’s help and that of the residents at Royal Hills Nursing Home, she thrives and goes on to become a successful baker. She is content with her life but knows that she and her daughter Candy are missing something. Will things change for the better when Trent Childress moves into town and adds some spice to her sugar?

Review:

The Narrator is David White – I’m not sure how I feel about him. His reading was fluent but there was something about his voice that I just couldn’t quite get into.

The story itself very good. If you’re looking for sex and nothing but, this is not the story for you.  If you love a well done, romance–I’m talking a real grow in love– then this is the book for you.

The characters were stunning.  Can I say how much I love Lacey and her baby girl? That kid is an old soul that I love so much in stories. Lacey, on the other hand is a mom – one terrified her baby is growing up too fast and wants to keep her that little girl forever.Her story is real, and something that happens all to often in real life – someone could be reading this book and thinking “that is my life, right there.”

Here comes Trent. Trent is just the perfect definition of a man. Funny, caring, well spoken *trembles*

I loved this story. I am happy with the natural progression, of this story. Sugar & Spice is a welcomed change from the current market and gives me hope, that romance is alive somewhere in today’s market.

Listen here. Ebook here.

Hugs,

Kato

Part 2: The Divine Trilogy – A Divine Life

***Contains explicit sexual content (including multiple partners and gender pairings) and mature situations which could be trigger-inducing for some readers. Not meant for underage readers.***

Over the past year of being Jayden Masterson’s collared submissive, Catherine O’Chancey
has worked through the mental terrors left behind by her old Dom—she thinks. To celebrate their collaring anniversary, Jayden organizes a special day, during which her final limits and fantasies will be realized. Will it prove to be more than she can handle? Can she endure the erotic onslaught her mind and body will experience and survive unscathed? A Divine Life Audiobook
While Catherine faces dark shadows and pleasurable highs, Jayden finds his own inner strength being tested. He has come to realize that, somewhere along the way, Catherine has taken possession of his heart, mind, and body. Now he faces his biggest challenge ever; he must let go of all his submissives but one: his jewel, Catherine. Can he leave his philandering ways behind? Has he made the ultimate mistake by putting his jewel into the hands of others?

Review

A continuation of To Serve is Divine, this story A Divine Life,  picks up where the last book left off. I mean, right where it left off which was good for me and because I binge listen to both these books, everything was fresh for me. I enjoyed the story a lot, even if BDSM isn’t really my thing. Jayden and Catherine are further developed and more secrets are revealed about Catherine’s past.

Catherine continues to grow under Jayden’s watchful eyes, tongue, toys and other delicious things in his arsenal. She learns that even if Jayden cannot be there, the trust he places in a few amazingly hilarious friends will see her through. Their relationship will be tested, especially by the ghost of Catherine’s past and in the end – well, in the end it could all backfire in Jayden’s face.

Just when I thought Jayden couldn’t get any sexier, I was wrong. I have no idea how that even is possible but he shows sides of him that is just a joy to read er listen to.

The gender pairings were a surprise to me – not in a bad way. It was a welcomed surprise, actually. But none of them were simply tossed in there for shits and giggles. Each pairing had a purpose and seemed as if RE Hargrave planned every word down to the final detail. The story is still chock full of BDSM delights which fans of BDSM will be completely enthralled by. I came for the story and the wonderful Holly Jackson narrating this continuation in the Divine Trilogy and I stay for the love, the feels and the giggles.

Listen here. Ebook here.

Hugs,

Kato

 

Part 1: The Divine Trilogy – To Serve is Divine

**Please note, you must be 18+ to purchase/read this book. It contains things that might be Image result for proceed no furthertriggers for some people. In other words, this book contains HEAVY adult content and some events/actions that may be offensive to some. If you are easily offended, walk away man. ***

Okay, so most of you know me and I don’t do BDSM. I mean, after trying to read book one of 50 Shades, I had a bad taste left in my mouth on the whole BDSM genre. I may not be a part of the BDSM community but I have researched it a lot when I was thinking of writing an erotic novel set in that world. I wound up not doing it because, well, I’m weird. Anyway, when it was offered for me to read two of the three books, I was hesitant. Even after I was sent the codes to get free copies of these books in Audio format because I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it. I mean most times people who write BDSM has no clue and you spend the whole time cringing. And,  I like female characters who talk back, who can tell you to go f*&k yourself and struts out with their middle fingers in the air, so this submission thing isn’t really may jam. But, a review needs to be written.

Blurb

Catherine O’Chancey is a reserved, demure, and graceful submissive. All traits she trained hard to enhance when she discovered the world of Dominance and submission in college. In an attempt to start fresh after the unexpected death of her last Dom, Catherine moves to Dallas, TX to escape the shroud of darkness he left behind in her life. She has tried to fight the need that resides deep within her to submit, but finally has to admit she can’t for it is not a choice, but part of who she truly is.

After months of mental preparation, she ventures back into the lifestyle by attending a coveted open-night event at Dungeons and Dreams, an exclusive BDSM club. Is it fate or coincidence that Catherine garners the attention of one of the club’s board members who happens to be on the hunt for the perfect sub – a partner who enjoys receiving pain and pleasure as much as he enjoys doling it out?
Jayden Masterson is many things: a firm Dom, a shrewd businessman, and a gentleman. What he isn’t, is someone who partakes in relationships outside of contractual ones with his multiple, uncollared, regular submissives. While he likes rough sex, he is not an animal, and can find pleasure only if it is consensual. What his harem is missing is a pain slut; could there be one in his future? Upon meeting Catherine, Jayden feels an instantaneous spark inside him that has him wanting to know not just her body, but her mind. He wants to unravel her mysteries and discover her secrets. Through pain can they find the pleasure they seek? Can part-time pain lovers find full-time fulfillment when it’s not in their contract?

Review

When I was thinking of reviewing this book, I had to mentally prepare myself for it. Like I said, BDSM isn’t my thing and it was right around the time when I was feeling particularly down on the romance genre because, let’s face it, romance isn’t romance anymore do I had just gone on a whole tangent to a friend of mine about how depressing that is to me.

BUT – surprisingly, I really enjoyed this story.  Let me explain – While this books has HEAVY BDSM elements, because it is ROOTED into the BDSM world, there is also a romance that is true and strong that’s weaved very well throughout the story – I really appreciated that. Another thing that is quite evident is that RE Hargrave knows her stuff. The story as thoroughly researched and that knowledge is peppered throughout the table in a way that is palatable to the reader. Some books you read and the author just throws things in to show how smart they are and that is quite annoying.

Lets talk the narrator – To be honest, I expected a man to read this story. I don’t know why, but when I realize it was a woman, I was a little skeptical but holy smokes Holly Jackson! Her Irish and Texan accents were spot on and so amazing! The tone in her voice the way she read the love scenes – Lord have mercy! I kept looking around to make sure my volume wasn’t too high and that no one around me couldn’t hear. Holly is amazing.

The characters in To Serve is Divine are wholesome and true to theTo Serve Is Divine Audiobook way of life in the BDSM. But they also have an added little quirk that had me smiling sometimes or laughing out loud during other time.

Jayden is just sexy as hell. From the authority he uses throughout his life, to the way he treats Catherine inside and outside the play room or when they are in a scene.  From the contract he designs for Catherine to the way he talks to her, the way he looks at her, I could tell this guy is a good one. He’s all tough and DOM sexy but when it comes to his Jewel, he’d burn the world to the ground. I felt Jayden’s concern for Catherine, his slow turmoil about if he can actually be good for her.
Catherine-oh lawd-what can I say about her? First her Irish accent is darling. She is one of those females who has have to learn her worth the hard way. Though she is a submissive, she is strangely independent but knows when she needs to draw strength from her DOM.

The secondary characters all had purpose. I am a HUGE fan of secondary characters because they lend some realness to the main characters. In this story, they all lend a brilliant air of authenticity to the tale.

Yes, there are a couple of things that made me cringe – because well, it’s BDSM and there are toys and actions within these pages that aren’t things I would actually participate in – But I understand why they were necessary for the story and the genre to make it real.

Bottom line is this (And I swear I never thought I’d say this about any BDSM story but here it is) RE Hargrave has a winner on her hands. To Serve is Divine is a love story about two people trying to find their place in a world that can often time turn ugly. It is lesson of being careful who you trust and knowing when to extend trust. It is a tale of crashing and burning then being strong enough to stand up and give the world two middle fingers way up. But most importantly, it is a well spun tale that is enjoyable to read or in this case, listen to.

Please support RE Hargrave (if BDSM is your jam) by clicking here for audio and here for ebook.

Hugs,

Kato

 

#BellLetsTalk day – A day for Mental Health

Today, January 25th is #BellLetsTalk day. For those of you who have no clue what that is, all day today, Bell (a communications giant in Canada) will be donating money toward funding programs for Mental illness. Today, I do my part by tweeting the heck out of the hashtag #BellLetsTalk hastag. This year, they even have a video of Howie Mandel encouraging people to tweet and for each time the video is viewed, bell will donate an additional 5 cents to the cause. Now, some of you may be reading this and thinking 5 cents? What can that do? Think about it. If this video is viewed 5 million times that’s 250, 000 dollars atop what is racked up from the views. That’s 250,000 that the cause did not have before.

There are a couple of things that irritated me about today so far which I’m not going to get into. I’m just going to say, trying to sell bagel while “celebrating Bell Lets Talk” its not cool and being pissed at bell because your province/town/city doesn’t have enough being done toward helping those with mental illnesses is ridiculous. Bell isn’t the one to be blamed for that. Go talk to your local MP and demand to know what they are doing for the cause.

Anyway, the point of this blog is this:Image result for bell let's talk

There is still a major stigma when it comes to those who suffer from a mental illness. People still try to avoid talking about the topic. My experiences have been different. For a few years I suffered from depression. I’m from a very hardcore Jamaican family so when I told my mother I was depressed, she promptly told me that I needed to “find something to do” and that “there was nothing wrong with” me. Find something to do? I was working, at times 2 jobs – one of which was like walking into the depths of hell every time I walked through the door, writing full time, trying to be a young adult with a social life and everything that comes with it–I had plenty going on at the time.

I saw my family doctor who refused to refer me to a mental healthy practitioner because in her views I was just sad.

Now let me be frank – I have been sad. When my grandmother passed, I was sad. When a book doesn’t hit the best sellers list on Amazon, I get sad. When I miss my niece, I get sad – What I was feeling for three years wasn’t sadness. It was a constant dark cloud over my head. I would burst into tears for no reason. I would spend days off, locked in my room, sometimes curled into a ball. I thought of death and dying often and even contemplated suicide a couple of times.

But I am one of the lucky few. I have a few friends and a niece who wouldn’t let me slip by the way side like so many others have been. Even though it cost me a pretty penny, I went out and saw someone for my problems, while my friends (especially my BFF Tster) had my back, encouraging me, checking in on me, helping me to lift myself out of this hole I seemed to have fallen into.

There is a disconnect between our generation today and our parents and grandparents when it comes to mental health. Most of our cultures really don’t believe in it, that the mind sometimes requires healing. They think we are merely weak or we have too much time on our hands.

But we know better so we have to do better.

We must educate those around us that mental illness isn’t a weakness. Let’s face it, if those “Strong” people had to live a day in our lives at the height of our illness they would not survive it. Mental health isn’t something we are supposed to talk about in the dark and it shouldn’t be an elephant in the room. We are pass the days when the family member with the mental illness should be sent off to the countryside to help their disposition. Today, we are better–today we know that by facing the illness head on, and seeking help, we can help the person with the illness. We can help them improve be it with medication or just some TLC.

Seeking help for depression in Ontario without a doctor’s referral is crazy expensive. I am not going to lie. And I don’t understand why this is not covered under OHIP since so many young people are suffering from depression–real, true depression. Seeing my doctor was $130 an hour plus tax.

The average cost to see a psychotherapist, as per therapy Toronto is between $125-175 per session. And you wanna know the kicker? You have to pay taxes on that because apparently it is not considered a medical expense!  I’m not sure of the government’s reasoning behind that because if something affect your health and could quite possibly cause your death, I’d say that’s medical, wouldn’t you?

This is a problem. Someone shouldn’t have to die from their mental illness for something to be done about the outrageous cost of getting help. This is why Bell is doing the let’s talk campaign every year. We need to face this–we are losing too many young people to mental illnesses that are quite treatable. Making someone feel like garbage for admitting they need help then making that help cost a king’s ransom is morally wrong and shouldn’t be happening.

So since we require a day for this, let’s show people suffering from mental health that they are beautiful, they are wonderfully made, and that there is nothing to be ashamed about. Let’s raise awareness as well as money for the issue – this is a big way to give everyone’s brains a big hug – oh ick…well maybe forget about the hug, but you know what I mean.

So please, tweet, retweet with the hastag #BellLetsTalk and well, Let’s talk!

Hugs,

Kato

 

 

Unwrapping Noel – Jennifer Theriot

Hey everyone, this is a review for Unwrapping Noel by Jennifer Theriot. Yes, yes, I know tis not the season but come on! The title is Unwrapping Noel! How could I have resisted even if Christmas is gone? So, now what? You want something to brighten up the new years because you’ve already screwed your resolutions and even though most thing there is still time to get back on the wagon, you’re feeling like you need something to make you smile.

I was given an audio version of this book to check out because lately, I don’t seem to have time for much reading. But I always love to check out the audio of certain things just to hear the narrator’s interpretation of the actual book. Anyway, Noel Calabrese hates the holidays as much as she hates her life. While in the Silicon Valley on a business trip, she meets Leon Hallas.

Could this sexy, silver fox be her ticket to happiness? Can she learn to trust again?
Unwrap this steamy little romance about Second Chances and Self-Worth, complete with a palindrome…

Let’s start off with the narrator, Sarah Gordon. Oh child, this lady has some talent. Sometimes you listen to an audio book and you think why in the hell did they chose that narrator! He/she sounds mad uncomfortable with the content! Not Sarah. This lady threw down like a pro and made Jennifer Theriot’s crazy funny personality shine right through my speakers. She gave each of Jennifer’s characters life making them distinct and recognizable. Trust me, definitely check out her other stuff.

Now to the actual book. I’m going to try doing this without giving anything away because you have to check out this book, no matter the version you chose.

So Noel is a plus size dynamo in the PR world and you’d think she have her crap together. But far from it. And it’s not even because of anything she’s done wrong. The world is just a jerk to her and she’s dealing, broken Jimmy Choo and all, the best way she knows how. But from the beginning, things just seem to be unraveling, hilariously, might I add. From a major wipe out on a wet driveway to a deadbeat husband who can’t seem to take a hint, this story will have you rolling.

Noel, was so real to me. She went through a lot of things that made me think, holy crap that’s good. I’m a fan of romance–even if the sex is explicit, I love a story that has some romance leading up to the hotness of some booty. Listening to this book, I felt the same way I did the first time I cracked open my first Catherine Coulter back in the day – relaxed, taken away to a place outside of my own world and was  not disappointed.

Leon – Oh lawd. The description of this man had me stopping my audio and rewinding. There is something about a yummy silver fox who has his crap together that does it for me. Leon was stunning, flirtatious, sure of himself and so sexy. He is the perfect definition of a romance novel star.

I made the mistake of listening to this book in public – on the streetcar to work and while I was filing at work – don’t do that. You will be blushing, giggling, smirking, laughing out loud. Oh and watch out for the penis drawing mishap – I laughed until I snorted.

Jennifer Theriot is a new-to-me author. I probably wouldn’t have known about her had it not been for a friend Allison M Cosgrove. But lord am I glad I found her!

Bottom line? Unwrapping Noel is a hilarious little romp that will brighten your day in more ways than one!

Check out Jennifer Theriot by clicking here.

Hugs,

Kato

 

 

Love Plus One

Title:  Love Plus One

Series: Maths, Book 1

Author: P.A. Friday

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: January 9th

Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex

Pairing: Male/Male Menage

Length: 60800

Genre: Romance, ménage, promiscuous, bisexual, friends to lovers, age gap, hurt-comfort, mild BDSM and D/s

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Synopsis

Laurie and James are a monogamous couple with an occasional lover in James’s best friend, Al. It is a casual, friend-with-benefits situation which suits them all, especially given Al’s promiscuous lifestyle.

When Al is assaulted, however, Laurie and James are forced to confront the fact that their feelings for Al might be stronger than mere liking. But would free spirit Al ever want more than what they already have?

Excerpt

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All Rights Reserved

Anyhow, Laurie hung around outside, a little distance from the shop. He was grateful that it was a decent evening, even despite the cold. Finally, he heard the door begin to open and walked towards it.

“Don’t stay, Al. I can manage from here,” Fen called.

“Yeah, okay.” Al’s voice sounded a little strained, and Laurie moved more swiftly towards him, unwilling to let him hang around alone on the doorstep.

“Hey,” he said, tapping Al gently on the shoulder as he came up to him.

“Laurie!” Al let go of the shop door and clutched his chest in an age-old gesture of shock. “God, you scared the bejesus out of me.”

“Hell. Sorry,” Laurie apologised. Appearing out of the darkness at someone who got attacked a couple of days earlier by a group of people appearing out of the darkness. Nice one, Laurie, he castigated himself mentally. “I didn’t want to hang around in the shop looking like some sinister spectre at the feast in case your boss didn’t appreciate it,” he explained guiltily. “But I should’ve thought. Sorry.”

Al gave a weak grin. “No, you’re right. Fen would probably not have wanted you standing about watching her cash up. I’m just a bit twitchy. Sorry, yourself.”

“I feel like an idiot,” Laurie apologised.

“Nothing new there, then,” Al said, his grin widening. Then he sobered up, touching Laurie’s arm. “Seriously, though, thanks for this. Meeting me, I mean. Didn’t realise how much of a fucking wuss I was until it came to going out, and it was dark, and…”

Laurie bit his lip. Bastards. He felt the now-familiar wave of anger wash over him. So much for being a peaceable sort of chap. Laurie would quite happily have committed murder at the moment, given the right targets. He pulled Al into a one-armed hug.

“Not a problem. You’d do the same for me.”

Al looked at him, his strange green eyes lit by the street light above them. “Yes, I would,” he said quietly. “I’m glad you know that.”

Laurie felt his cheeks flush, despite the cold. He hadn’t known, not really. If he’d thought about it, he’d have presumed that Al liked him well enough—but probably more as James’s boyfriend, not for himself particularly. His own feelings for Al were one thing (and he was slightly embarrassed about his level of protectiveness, not to mention love, towards the younger man), but he had no thought that they were reciprocated, and he hadn’t been unduly bothered by that. They didn’t have that sort of relationship. But there was something simple and genuine in Al’s response that was touching. It wasn’t the normal, teasing young man who Laurie usually knew. Laurie mumbled something incoherent and left his arm around Al’s shoulders as they walked towards home. James was too tall to hold like this; Laurie’s hand always fell across his back and rounded his waist on the far side. But Al was five or six inches shorter than Laurie, and Laurie’s arm slipped around his shoulders quite comfortably.

“What did Fen say—about your face?” Laurie asked.

Al shrugged. “Told her I got in a fight.”

Laurie raised an eyebrow. Of all the people to get in a fight, Al was one of the least likely. Al stared at his and Laurie’s feet.

“Told her she should’ve seen the other guy,” he mumbled. “Wasn’t true. They were fine.”

“They were a ‘they’,” Laurie said, trying not to sound as angry as he felt. “With a knife.”

Al shrugged. It was such a familiar gesture, but this time Laurie’s arm was around Al, so he could feel it go through him. It seemed as if he could also feel the self-hatred Al was experiencing, too. It burnt, and Laurie felt helpless to do anything about it.

“Yeah,” Al said, at last. There was a silence. Then, “Laurie,” he said.

“Uh-huh?”

“I think I’m ready to tell the police now.”

Laurie could feel Al tense as he said the words; it was not going to be an easy experience for him, Laurie knew.

“You’re bloody brave.”

Al huffed, a little puff of cold air escaping from his lips. “Hardly,” he said. “Think I’m being anything but.” He stopped walking, shivering a little. “Thought how I’d feel if they did it to Fen. To someone else.” He leaned his head against Laurie’s arm. “I have to, don’t I?”

“No,” Laurie said quietly. “You don’t. But you will, because you’re brave. Because you’re you. Because you’re thinking about someone else two days after you—”

“Yeah,” said Al, cutting him off quickly. He hadn’t let them say the word—not Laurie, not James, definitely not himself. “I was shit. But—”

It was Laurie’s turn to cut Al off. “No, you weren’t. And no, you aren’t.” There were moments when one-armed hugs didn’t cut it. Laurie pulled Al close in against him, holding him as tightly as possible without pressing against him too painfully. No need to remind Al of all the bits of him that hurt in quite so physical a fashion. “You’re being incredible, all right?” Laurie whispered in Al’s ear. “Don’t think otherwise.”

“Going to carry on hugging me like this?” Al asked, sounding a bit happier. “Because you’re having a decent effect on my ego.” He gave a little wriggle, pushing himself up against Laurie. “More than my ego,” he added thoughtfully.

A warm Al pushed up against him was rather too good for a public street, Laurie thought. He said as much to Al, who laughed.

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P.A. Friday fails dismally to write one sort of thing and, when not writing erotica and erotic romance of all sexualities, may be found writing articles on the Regency period, pagan poetry, or science fiction. She loves wine and red peppers, and loathes coffee and mushrooms.

Pronouns: she/her

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The holidays

Another year is over. I would like to take a moment to wish you and your family, from myself and my family a very merry Christmas and a prosperous new year! I hope to have tons of fancy stuff for you awesome people in the coming year!

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Be loved. Be blessed. Be safe – and as usual if you drink, don’t drive! Call a cab and there’s uber!

Hugs and love,

Kato About Town

 

NCIS- My Annoyance Runneth Over

Image result for JAGLets be honest, JAG went off air before I even moved to this country so for me, it was playing catch up. The moment I first saw Harm in his uniform I couldn’t stop drooling. Then I fell in love with Mac and prayed that they would wind up together. I watched every episode during reruns–all two hundred and twenty something of them. Yes, I am that big of a nerd. And while the cast wasn’t all that diverse, I supported this show because David James Elliot was Canadian and I began supporting Canadian talent ever since my first drama class in this country. The storylines were amazing, the characters had solid backgrounds, the acting was well not all the time stellar but I enjoyed ever moment of the show.

Then I found out the show was over and I began hunting for another to fill the void JAG left behind. This was before youtube where you can now go on and watch Mac and Harm kiss over and over and flail each time you rewatch it. So, once the show was gone, if you didn’t buy it on VHS or DVD, it was gone.  I went from NYPD Blue, to a bunch of other shows but nothing work. When I first heard about NCIS being a spin-off, I figured, YES! FINALLY!The series' opening logo

And I began watching. I mean, it’s a spinoff of JAG how awesome is that?  I watched from Ice Queen and Meltdown – Tie in episodes on JAG all the way to season 14 and I have to say, I beginning to get annoyed.

NCIS I am sad to say have fallen into heavy stereotyping. And while I won’t go as far as to say they are being racists, it still makes me second guess watching every week.

This is where I say if you are not up to speed, stop reading now – There most likely will be spoilers ahead.

When the show started, the main cast looked like this:

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This picture is from season 1. Then the cast grew. Let’s focus on the cultures, shall we?

Let’s begin with how 99% of the middle eastern characters have to be terrorists or have something to do with terrorism or is related to a terrorist or must have connections with terrorism. Think I’m lying? Watch the seasons after 9/11. I wish I was but I’m not making this up.

There was Cote De Pablo (That is her name for short. Her real name is hella long). She is a Chilean born actress. She played the daughter to a mossad agent (From what I gathered the mossad is the Israeli equivalent to the CIA).  Now, seriously the moment I saw her name I knew she was not Israeli or from anywhere near the middle east in real life. Would it have killed them to hire an actress from that part of the world? Cote is Chilean and while I have nothing against her and she did the best she could with what the writers gave her, it didn’t feel right. Sure, it could have been me pouting over the way they got rid of Kate – a bullet between the eyes–seriously? Real original there.

But after a while, she grew on me, Ziva (Cote’s character). Then with her interactions with Tony, I jumped on board that relationship train so fast, I still have whiplash.

Then what do they do? That’s right, blow her up! Then NCIS became an episode of Maury “Who is the baby daddy?”

*heads desk*

Okay, fine–next we heard Michael Weatherly was leaving the show and while most people got their panties in a twist, I saw it coming. I mean, he’s been on the show since the first episodes. If I’m not mistaken he got in there right out of playing Logan on Dark Angel. Anyway we said goodbye to him as he goes off to raise his baby girl since Ziva is dead and daughter needs a stable home. I hated that ending but at least its not a bullet between the eyes or getting blow up, right?

After weeks of speculation they announced the new characters. Let me start by saying, Emily Wichersham has been on the show since Cote’s departure and her character has had a few insightful moments but everyone thought with Tony gone, they’d give Bishop more screen time. But now, the powers that be of the NCIS world decided to add not one, not two but THREE new faces onto the show.

Image result for duane henryLet me be clear, I LOVE Wilmer Valderrama and I adore Jennifer Espisito ever since she played Danny’s partner in Blue Bloods but this is obviously a case of biting off more than they could chew. So the three new faces for the show, Wilmer, Jennifer and a new to me actor, Duane Henry who is playing MI-6 agent Clayton Reeves. When he was introduced, I was glued to the screen. He was charismatic, funny, handsome, bad-ass I started thinking YES! Finally a brotha who is an actual agent not some office jockey up in this piece!

At first I thought he was only a guest, but then it was announced that he was a regular. Oh happy day! Here’s the issue – There is no room for him. He was in the last two episodes of season 13 and a handful of episodes of season 14. I am not sure how he’s a regular and you don’t see him. He was in the last episode just randomly tossed in pushing paper for Gibbs while everyone else goes out and do whatever. Sure, there were a couple of episodes where the story was about him, then it was like radio silence until he cropped up for a few stupid one liners almost two episodes later.

They bit off more than they could chew. What they should have done, was work with Emily’s character and if they were going to introduce another to fill the Tony chair, then fine, bring in Torres (Wilmer’s character) or Quinn (Espisito’s character) or Clayton (Duane’s character) and build on something. But instead they toss all three in like Tony DiNozzo is so hard to replace that they need three damn people to fill his shoes. Let’s be completely honest – DiNozzo was an ass. Straight up! He was a dick to McGee, half the time he had no idea if he was coming or going, his father was, let’s call a spade a spade, A HUGE security risk. I mean yes, Tony was funny sometimes and he added a little  bit of something to the team but three new characters?

The writers aren’t good enough to juggle three new faces and so far, Duane Henry’s character is the one they’re dropping by the wayside.

I am heavily disappointed in this show now. Everyone else has their moments. Bishop, as usual is pushed to the background and when they do have her running a story, its an off kilter, let’s throw in the stereotypical Muslim terrorist in Gitmo who a white person has to save with the help of a Muslim ex-badguys who incidentally, she’s banging….*exhale*

I don’t know. I guess I am just seriously irritated with the lack of diversity and absolute incompetence of the writers who work on this show. I guess throwing three new characters in meant one had to suffer and Clayton – you drew the short straw.

I think it’s time I find a new show to watch. I hold out no hope for NCIS L.A or NCIS New Orleans – especially since NCIS NO has just turned into an episode of Maura – yup, you guessed it “Is he the baby daddy?” *eye roll*

Hugs,

Kato

 

Eating Healthy is the runs–seriously

As most of you know, I’m a bigger girl. And for the most part I’m  happy with it but I decided to get back into big girl sexy–you know? Curve up a little. I’m not trying to be skinny but healthy. Anyway, at the end of September, a friend of mine always post on facebook that “The first day of the month is coming – It’s never too late to start over.”

I decided to use my reset for October and eat healthy. I live on my own now so I can now control the food that comes into my apartment and thus into my body. When I go grocery shopping, I make a shopping list and I have a snack before venturing out so I don’t buy crap. So, in my house right now there is no junk food. No juice, no bagel, no sugar, no flour – I have rice but I bought that a month ago so when I have guests I can cook something “normal” for them.  Image result for eating healthy

So, for the past five days, since October 1st, I’ve been eating nothing but healthy stuff…fruits, veggies, hot water instead of tea, sea salt instead of regular salt and very little of it, oatmeal instead of crappy bad for you cereals–needless to say my body is not impressed.

I spent a day and a half running for the bathroom.

I took a day off work because it was so bad and when I returned, one of my partners wanted to know what happened and if I felt better. I started the conversation by telling him how I started eating nothing but healthy stuff and my body wasn’t pleased. He burst out laughing. Then he must have seen my confused expression because he said “good luck spending a week in the toilet!”

Apparently, after I stop eating the chips and ice-cream, and burgers and all that gunk, my body needs to flush out the chemicals and all of it from my system. Having me spend almost two days on the toilet is the way it does that.  While I feel proud to be eating healthy for five and a half days now, my body doesn’t seem to like it yet and need some time to catch up.

Today, I’m still not up to 100% but at least I’ve only had to go twice since I woke up this morning.

So, word of advice. When you decide to start eating crazy healthy, wean yourself into it. Start by cutting out soda and juice…then after a couple of weeks, go for the bad carbs and MSG filled stuff….and so on and so on. If you go cold turkey like me, chances are it will hurt.

Hugs,

Kato