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Seven naughty nurses and a waitress

Abe Books sent ’round a cute bit about romance book covers (and the sheer weight of nurses involved), in honor of Valentine’s Day.

Long-time readers may recall this is our anniversary.

The third for Uncle B and moi. Our favorite nice restaurant went out of business, so we’re going to get Chinese takeout and watch something on the box. We did chill down a nice bottle of Mumm we’ve been saving, though, so that’s okay.

But it’s also our anniversary — five years to the day since sweasel.com went live.

Happy anniversary! Smoochies! (But no champagne for you; my upload speeds aren’t up to it).


Comment from dawn
Time: February 14, 2012, 5:35 pm

Happy Anniversary!

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 14, 2012, 5:46 pm

Thenk yew.

Some time during the snow last week, probably, some poor rat came in out of the cold, had a nibble of the poison in the attic and expired. Stinks to high heaven in here.

I turned to Uncle B and said, “darling, they’re playing our song!”

Comment from Gromulin
Time: February 14, 2012, 6:41 pm

Relative of yours?


Comment from Mrs. Compton
Time: February 14, 2012, 7:10 pm

Happiest of Anniversaries!!!

Comment from Redd
Time: February 14, 2012, 7:14 pm

Give him a sponge bath!

Happy Anniversary!

Comment from guffaw
Time: February 14, 2012, 7:36 pm

Happy Anniversary!
PS – I’ve dated nurses. They are twisted sisters! And can be fun!

Comment from sandman says:nothing to see here…
Time: February 14, 2012, 8:30 pm

I married a large chested red head nurse. Fun for a romp, dangerous for the long term. Boobs good, redheads with bad tempers and a knowledge of human anatomy, not so much.

Paring knives can be dangerous.

Just saying.
And Happy anniversary, M’dam Weasel and Sir Badger. Best wishes to you both.

Comment from Mike James
Time: February 14, 2012, 9:09 pm

Your collection is clearly incomplete, it doesn’t even have “Nazi Space Nurses From The Moon”.

Oh, and Happy Anniversary.

Comment from EZnSF
Time: February 14, 2012, 9:26 pm

Happy Anniversary!

Comment from mojo
Time: February 14, 2012, 9:35 pm

“Romance” is how they used to spell “soft porn”…

Comment from David Gillies
Time: February 14, 2012, 9:38 pm

There are only three sure things in life: death, taxes, and a nurse.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 14, 2012, 10:08 pm

That is a splendid stuffed weasel, Gromulin. I very nearly bought one myself, but it was dusty and worn and tiny and they wanted STUPID money for it.

Comment from Oceania
Time: February 14, 2012, 10:58 pm

Anniversaries are so nostalgic.
I remember my first hairy trucker at the diesel depot in the Mururoa Karekare. It was an awakening. I crack a big stiffy every time a delivery truck drives by.

Comment from Spad13
Time: February 14, 2012, 11:32 pm

Happy Aniversary! Can’t wait for your diamond jubilee.

Comment from Nina
Time: February 14, 2012, 11:36 pm

Happy anniversary AND happy blogversary!

Comment from Ric Locke
Time: February 14, 2012, 11:39 pm

Gromulin: Oh, no, nono, nononononoooooo…

Getting Stoaty Weasel and the Bloggess together could only lead to disaster. We should all be thankful the Atlantic is (barely) wide enough.


Comment from JeffS
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:06 am

Happy anniversary, Sweasel and UB! May you have many more.

Me, I sometimes take this time of year to tell people “Happy VD!”

But they take it wrong, for some odd reason.

Comment from Pablo
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:29 am

Third anniversary? Congrats! That’s leather, right?

And, a little something for the blog.

Many happy returns!

Comment from Can’t hark my cry
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:42 am

“Romance” is how they used to spell “soft porn”…

Not when those books were published. Until relatively recently (I think mid-80s, but since I was never a great reader of romance, I couldn’t pinpoint it from personal experience) romance novels were rigidly moralistic, and nobody engaged in sexual relations on screen, or before the final closing. Nowadays–well, that’s a different story. Stuff could curl your hair or fry your toes, judging by the one example I incautiously read on the recommendation of a friend. And it’s still short on plot development, weak on character delineation, and awash in dumb dialog. . .

Oh, yeah–happy anniversary, mustelids!

Comment from Deborah
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:57 am

(Yeah—I’m pretty sure a Stoaty/Bloggess tag team could rule the world.)

Happy Anniversary Stoaty and Uncle Badger! Hooray!

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:58 am

Happy anniversaries!

Chinese takeout?
You’re not entirely Anglicized yet, Stoatie!

Comment from Frit
Time: February 15, 2012, 1:10 am

May you two do something wonderful on your anniversary… and may nobody catch you at it! `/;)

Happy Anniversary, Stoaty and Uncle Badger, I hope it’s an awesome one, and a prelude to many more delightful years to come.

Comment from Oh Hell
Time: February 15, 2012, 2:28 am

Happy Anniversaries!!!

Comment from catnip
Time: February 15, 2012, 4:02 am

Happy anniversary! The third is the rattiest.

Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: February 15, 2012, 6:18 am

You could add this to that collection for a modern touch…

(A lot stranger than Nurse Anne.)

Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: February 15, 2012, 6:23 am

You could add this to that collection for a modern touch….

(A lot stranger than Nurse Anne.)

Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: February 15, 2012, 9:55 am

From the Law Enforcement Badger, an LE themed song:

Comment from Mike C.
Time: February 15, 2012, 10:22 am

Congrats on the various events.

Comment from Nieta de Bob
Time: February 15, 2012, 12:17 pm

Happy Anniversary on all counts. Hope it was a good one. And chinese take-out… if only there was good take out near here. The best chinese take out is the stuff I make. The Nurse doesn’t seem to mind though, he loves my cooking. (see what I did there? ;P )

Comment from Mark T
Time: February 15, 2012, 1:11 pm

Congrats and Best Wishes, Sweasel and Uncle Badger! I will pop a bottle of champers in your honour this evening! Thanks, too, for your blog–I’d be stuck in the middle of the Atlantic somewhere without it!

Comment from Mono The Elder
Time: February 15, 2012, 3:39 pm

Congrats on both counts guys!

Comment from mojo
Time: February 15, 2012, 6:09 pm

“You ever make it with a waitress? I’m tellin’ ya, ya ain’t never had it until you’ve been with a big blondie waitress.”
— Sam Diamond

Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: February 15, 2012, 8:08 pm

Congrats and congrats again, Stoaty!!!!

Comment from Sven in Colorado
Time: February 15, 2012, 9:15 pm

Day late and a dollar short….again!

Blessings on ya both, and to the blog! You’ve created a great little garden of educated whacky doodle meanderings in the desolate wasteland of Cyberia. Who else has a celebrity dead pool?

” And a fine soft evening it is! I think I’ll wander on down to the Pub with the boys, and talk a little Tre-e-eason.” –Michaelene O’Flynn (Barry Fitzgerald) in The Quiet Man.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: February 15, 2012, 9:23 pm

Hahaha…I’m such a banana. I never mean these things to turn into “post nice things to me” threads, and I never see it coming.

Comment from Nina
Time: February 15, 2012, 10:50 pm

Nieta, your nurse is an Englishman, whose idea of good food was that which didn’t kill him. Wait until he gets here and tries real Mexican food, mmmmm

(And congrats to Nieta de Bob for passing her UK driving test, which she says was extremely hard and she completely understands the problems the Stoatress has had with the dang thing.)

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