Jodi Ambrose Hates My Stomach

Posted: June 27, 2013 in Uncategorized
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“There is no sincerer love than the love of food.”~ George Bernard Shaw

Anyone with working memory knows that in the last thirteen months, I’ve become such an admirer of blogger Jodi Ambrose. Mainly because of what she’s got to say about relationships and men and women and most importantly of all, sex.


But seriously I am starting to become convinced that  she’s been out to kill me and my stomach. Its not enough that her books work on the brain and the heart, she wants the stomach now too????

Not only has she written books on sex and relationships between men and women and what they need to know about one another, but she along with her husband collaborated on a recipe book. Of which I have a copy of. Nicely autographed with a tip to get to a woman’s heart via her stomach.

All niceness aside though, Jodi has been out to destroy me one blog post at a time.


What is she doing? I’ll tell you.

Food posts. Yummy, gooey, delicious food posts. Food that will totally knock your socks off. Taste so good it makes you wanna slap your mother.



And whether it comes from her own collection or something she’s found written by somebody else, she shares it with her blog and kills me every stinkin’ time.

The timing of these blog posts being posted is impeccably unbearable. Because its early evening when Americans are USUALLY sitting down to eat in the first place!!! I still wonder if this is a conspiracy to persuade her readers to cook whatever she’s offering.

And no matter what it is, whether it is Key Lime pie or Steak or just a basket of fricking bran muffins, I’m ALWAYS near that point of thinking that I might be hungry. But when I read those posts……… Game Over.


Okay then, so all kidding aside, Jodi should know by now how much I love her and her insight and her sass mouth. I get a twitch and a shiver every time I hear her swear, and hearing her say “fuck” (it happened only once)….. ohh forget it!!

But she has been one helpful little elf in a lot of things in the past thirteen months. I try as hard to tell her whenever that happens. Sometimes I mess that up though. I AM male after all.

But being an Ambrose Nut is not so bad after all. Jodi is beauty and brains. People who are suffering in relationships and marriages would be wise to listen to her. She’ll slap the back of your head with a sensibility that will make you think “Ohh yeah, right. Duh!!” over and over again. 10j_n

Now to figure out where to ship her tiara and complete the initiation process.

Her blog is in the list of links in the Blog Roll. Have fun!!!!!

Now if she would only leave my stomach alone.

  1. OH MY GOOD GOD!!! You are one funny mo fo!!!! I was cracking up reading this and looking at the pics. Thank GOD you put one on there in which I don’t look like the total freak I am! 😉 And, just so ya know, yes, I’m out to do harm to your tummy!!! TUMMIES BEWARE!!!! The Wicked Witch of Food is on the prowl!!!! Love this post, kind sir. Thank you so much! I’ll be doing a post driving people to your awesome post. XOXOXOXO

    • Tammi says:

      My friend Jodi is beautiful. This guy must have used Photoshop to generate those crazy girl pics. Shame on you! The only genuine one is the last one depicting my sweet princess status quo! 🙂

  2. […] just came across this adorable, funny and snarky blog post from DamBreaker about moi. ME? […]

  3. Dambreaker says:




  4. Bernadette says:

    Some of that timing might be my fault 😉 I’m the one that posted her guest post, after all 🙂

  5. Ummm…can we make it “A flower for Jodi” or “A million bucks for Jodi” or “A pepperoni pizza with extra sauce for Jodi”? That sounds MUCH better than a bullet! 🙂

  6. Dambreaker says:

    How would any of those options be alternative rock???? Try some of these:

    Bunny for Jodi
    Bedtime for Jodi
    Booger for Jodi

  7. John says:

    Haha!! Great photos Jodi!!!

  8. I just subscribed to this woman’s blog – what have I gotten myself into?

    The first two photos kinda made me tingle a little bit. Or maybe I’m just hungry.

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