Monday, February 25, 2013

How Your Fella is like Your Fave Food with Guest Blogger: Dianne Venetta

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It’s February and that means Heart Healthy month.  It’s also heart romance month, too, and in my home, these two converge smack-dab in the center of my husband’s chest.  You see, not only is he my dreamboat, but his genetics make him prone to heart attacks.  Not good.

Enter my garden.  From garlic to tomatoes, basil to beans, I grow organic veggies and create lavish meals to keep him healthy.  Okay, that’s a lie.  I barely remember dinner, let alone create something lavish and magnificent (though I do have my moments!).  I write romantic fiction and as you can imagine, get quite carried away with what my characters and what they’re doing between the pages!
It’s a living.  Any-hoo, back to my dreamboat—his cholesterol is naturally high.  He has no time to exercise.  He works a stressful job…

What’s a girl to do?

She gardens.  That’s what she does, and she works to convince him that eating healthy is key to a long and prosperous life.  A game of tennis with the wife and kids on the weekends would be great, not to mention maintaining a rosy attitude.  Like roses on Valentine’s Day, attitude can work magic on a heart.  Sheer bliss.

But what if you’re married to a garlic-type man? Or a raspberry, like me?  (Right now, you’re probably asking yourself, “Has this woman has gone insane?”)

But wait—have you ever noticed the similarities between men and veggies?

Take garlic, for instance.  This fellow is somewhat distant, as he spends long periods of time out of sight, only to emerge when conditions improve.  Strong and distinct, he’s not for everyone, but given the right environment, he can show great depth, even mellow his pungent tone with time.  A worthy peer, indeed.

Or how about a corn? Tall and slender with silken hair, this man provides well and yields a harvest of golden treasure.  While pleasing to look at, beware:  he also tends to be needy; easily blown over by the slightest of breezes—not the man for you hardier types!

One of my personal favorites is the watermelon.  This well-rounded fun-loving guy is always welcome at a summer barbecue and usually proves a big hit with the kids.  Prone to balding, his colorful personality distracts one from notice.  However, take heed.  If left to his own device, this one can grow wild and get quite out of hand!

Speaking of heart healthy veggies and men, did you know that tomatoes are one of the better vegetables to incorporate into your meal plan?  Your personal life, too!  If tomatoes were men, these popular guys would be an all around favorite with the ladies, most drawn to their bright and cheery appearance and radiant personality.

A real reliable kind of guy, sweet with a hint of tang, meaty and quite robust—“tomatoes” come in all sizes, shapes and color.  Yes, this one is tempting.  But be sure you’re in for the commitment—he’s going to need it if you expect him to produce.

You get my point.  Spend enough time in your garden working on that healthy lifestyle and you too, may start seeing all kinds of things between the rows!

But do spend time in your garden.  And make it organic.  Heart health is the number one killer of women.  As a woman, I take this statistic to heart.  As a writer, my stories are geared toward a woman and her personal journey in life.

As a gardener?  It’s all about staying healthy.  And it’s easier than you think.  Gardening can begin with a window box, a patio—why you can even incorporate gardening into your landscape.  It’s called edible landscaping and is all the rage.  You do want to be part of the rage, don’t you?

Of course you do!  And you want to stay healthy.  So pick up that favorite novel and get on your treadmill—we’ve got a body to shape and a future to live.  Happy health!

A Note from the Book Boost:  Dianne!  I LOVE this post.  Never really thought of comparing men to veggies but I totally see where you're coming from here.  I think my hubby is a red pepper.  He's spicy and adventurous and tempting but if you overindulge in him--you might feel the burn! :-D  How's that?  Thanks for joining us and please tell us more about your book.  And I wanna win that prize myself.  Shucks!


The words no mother wants to say, and every mother yearns to hear.

Bound by friendship, two women find themselves at common crossroads. Neither planned to look back on the road they traveled with regret—yet that's exactly what’s at stake when their daughters issue opposing proclamations with regard to college.

Choices have consequences.  Can they bear them?


During the car ride home, Simone continued to brood, staring out the windshield of Claire’s minivan without a word.  Traffic was light, the drive from the grocery warehouse a mere twenty minutes from her house.  Thank God they decided to drive separately, Claire thought, stealing a peek to her side.  She wasn’t enthused by Teresa’s commentary either, but the woman’s sword had clearly been aimed for Simone, and straight into the heart, no less.  Claire ventured another peek through the corner of her eye, the tension so thick, she could scarcely breathe.

“Don’t let her get to you,” Claire said, unable to stand the silence a moment longer.  “You’re an amazing manager.  Your team relies on you and you didn’t let them down.  You worked your tail off—two weeks—my God!”  Tightening her grip on the hard rubber steering wheel, she glanced sideways.  “What other mother can claim a two-week maternity leave?  It’s insane.”  Claire continued to ramble, trying to focus on the cars ahead and her friend at the same time.  “You have nothing to apologize for.”

Continuing her blind stare out the front, Simone replied, “You don’t have to make excuses for her.”

Excuses?  Did Simone think she was trying to fill air, here?

Far from it.  Claire calmed the sudden flutter of her pulse.  She meant every word, but Simone seemed hell bent on festering.  If they hadn’t been in public, Claire knew she would have ground Teresa into the floor with her pointed heel.  Crammed her into the frozen food section and held the door closed.  But Teresa was clever that way.  She’d never strike battle in private.  If she did, there would only be one Richmond sister standing and Claire would put money on Simone walking away the victor.

Flipping the lever for her blinker, she continued, “Listen, I’m trying to be objective.  Teresa is single.  She has no idea of the demands of juggling family and career.”

“Then she should keep her mouth shut.”

“She’s just trying to help,” Claire replied, navigating the right hand turn into slow moving traffic, the wheel sliding within her palms.

“Help?”  Simone raked Claire with a blistering glance.  “She might as well have called me a freeloader at the office!”

“She did not.”

“Or insinuated I have no business having children.”

“Simone.  Don’t you think you may be overreacting?  Teresa expressed her feelings over a simple point of fact—”

“Simple point of fact?”  Simone turned fully in her seat to face Claire.  “You mean to tell me you agree with her?” 
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