...but killing time and pretending like the weekend isn't over?
Stealing Sunday it is, then!
1. One of my favorite TV shows recently changed the actors who played two characters. Have you ever been bothered by a TV show or movie series changing actors who play a character you love? I was a faithful Dukes of Hazzard fan as a kid, and when Bo and Luke were replaced it broke my heart.
2. A coworker recently shared a link to a blog listing the "five things you should know before dating a journalist." As a journalist, I can honestly say the writer was spot-on. What are some things people should know before spending time with you? That you shouldn't ask my opinion unless you can handle the truth, that I do not suffer fools, and I have no patience for social games.
3. What is something you often do without realizing that you're doing it? I wiggle my toes and bite straws
4. Who has the capacity to make you angrier than anyone else in your life, and what in particular does he or she do to make you so angry? Ugh.....my father-in-law. He exists. I have a post in the works that reveals some of that relationship. You'll see.
5. If a fairy waved a magic wand and gave you the house of your dreams, where would it be and what features would it have? It would be like the Room of Requirements at Hogwarts. Whatever I needed - there it is! And it would be self-cleaning. Where? Oh, for a house like that I would relocate anywhere.
6. What’s a belief that you hold with which many people disagree? That gay people have the right to marriage.
7. I used to talk in my sleep. In fact, I could carry on a conversation with someone when I was fully asleep, and my mom used this fact when I was a teenager to find out if I did anything wrong and was hiding it from my parents. If you were talking your sleep tonight, what do you think you would say? I sleep with a fairly clear conscience. I have no worries. But my dreams are vivid, usually crazy, so there's no telling what I would say. I once answered a question with the response "Mr. Butterpants". I still don't know why.
8. The fourth installment of the "Twilight" movie series ("Breaking Dawn Part I") will be released in theaters soon. Movie theaters started selling advance tickets for midnight showings months ago. Have you ever attended a midnight premiere showing of a movie? Nope. I give it a day or two to settle down before I fight the crowds.
9. On Tuesday, tigers, lions and bears were let loose in Zanesville, Ohio, by their owner before he committed suicide, leading to a hunt in which 49 of the animals, including 18 endangered Bengal tigers, were killed. How would you react if you saw "Caution exotic animals. Stay in your vehicle" being displayed on a road sign? I'd say "oooooh, I wonder what kind?" and then I'd rubberneck trying to spot some.
10. If a company opened a theme park aimed at adults, what would you name one of the rides? Like......adult, adult? Hee hee. Something kinky.....like.......Whip Lash.
11. Imagine you just moved onto Sesame Street. Which puppet would you want as your new roommate? Bert and Ernie, 'cause obviously they're gay and I've always wanted a gay friend.
12. Have you ever had a weird crush on a famous person that didn't make sense to you? Yes, Robert Pattinson makes no sense to me. He's a little effeminate, too scrawny, and he smokes. I didn't even think much of him after I saw Twilight, but then I found a few interviews of him, then like.....1,000 more and his personality is so endearing that ...BAM! I fell victim. Then I found outtakes of a particular Vanity Fair photoshoot and God damn - the boy cleans up well and a few of my triggers were set off. End of story.
13. If you get ten minutes to interview any celebrity of your choice, who would you like it to be? See previous response. I want to know things that should not be asked in interviews. ;)
14. You've just won the complete DVD collection of all the movies starring one actor or actress. Which actor/actress would you pick? Julia Roberts has done a lot of good work, and she's the first person I thought of.
15. Actor George Clooney recently told People Magazine that he doesn't use Twitter "because I will drink in the evening and I don't want anything that I could possibly write at midnight to actually end my career." What is something you've said through social media and then regretted it? My blog is the only form of social media I have, and I haven't had any regrets about what I've said. Had some regrets about who's read some stuff, though.
16. VH1 has re-introduced its hit show "Pop-Up Video," which gives behind-the-scenes facts for popular music videos. What musician would you be most interested in learning behind-the-scenes facts about? I'll go with Van Morrison because I love his music and have so much of it, but I know zilch about him.
17. If you stumbled across someone's personal written journal that was accidentally left in a public place, would you read any of the content? Pfffft. Uh, yeah. As much as I could before they got back. I'm nosy - I'll admit it.
18. What is the title of a self-help book that you'd never want to see on a store bookshelf? Fisting and Beyond. It's the beyond that I don't want to think about......
19. Many media outlets have been asking this question a lot this week... Which Halloween costume do you think will be overdone this year? Steve Jobs. Too easy, too soon.
20. Should a marriage license have a renewal date or expiration date, like a driver’s license? It's not a bad idea actually.......
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Sunday, October 30, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
TMI Tuesday 10/25/11
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A fun random image to go along with some fun random questions 
1. Name 5 things you did more of before social networking (facebook, myspace, twitter, etc.)? I'm not on facebook or twitter, but I guess blogging is a form of networking, isn't it? I used to buy birthday gifts on time, clean my house regularly, keep current watching t.v. shows, read actual books and talk on the phone before I got sucked into the world of blogging. Now I'm buying gifts the day of (or later), my house gets more touch ups rather than deep cleaning, I don't watch t.v. at all, I read mostly online fiction plus a lot of blogs, and I talk on the phone less than once per day. Now I email and text.
2. Your house is on fire, what do you grab as you run out? My people, my pets, my purse, my phone and my granny's pearls. Ha! If ever there was a pearl-clutching moment.... All the important paperwork and all my photo cds and negatives are in a firproof safe and we have good insurance. I'm not so worried about the rest. I just want everyone out and okay. I would cry over silly stuff, but then get over it.
3. Are you a morning person or a night owl? I'm a recovering night owl, trying to be a morning person. I lapse on weekends.
a. What time did you go to bed last night? Shit. Okay...apparently I lapse on weekdays too. I went to bed after 1:30 a.m. (time I'm typing this) I'd like to add to my response above and say that I'm a night owl who likes the idea of someday becoming a morning person. But I really do like mornings...the sun rising, the smell of coffee, a quiet house. I just have a hard time waking up.
b. What time did you wake up today?I'll preemptively answer this and say 7 a.m.-ish. But only because the dog has an appointment with the vet.
4. A kid comes up to you and kicks you in the shin, what do you do? Is this my kid? I kick them back. Seriously. I hate little shits. They grow up to be big shits. Sometimes parenting is about tough love. I'd even go so far as to say I'd do the same thing to a family member's kid or my friend's kid. If it's a stranger kid, there's not much you can do besides say "Why did you do that? What is your problem?" Of course they look at you like you just said the stupidest thing and run off. Not much you can do but pray for karma.
5. What three things do you never leave the house without? Since you qualified NEVER, that eliminates pants, shoes, purse, keys, phone, and all the other usual suspects. So my less than clever answer is Me, Myself, and I.
Bonus: Name a place that you visited last week that you’ve never visited before. Briefly tell us about the visit. My week was routine. No new places for Freya. But I did take the dog to the vet's office for an emergency and I got to play assistant because they were short staffed. That was new. Good thing I don't mind blood and needles. I did however mind the $195.00 bill for 4 fucking stiches and some pills. Seriously? I didn't get a discount for helping out or anything. :(
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Friday, October 21, 2011
Freya fucks her man
If you recall, my husband and I set up a very special date. The final frontier beckoned, and I was as excited as a 16 year old boy on prom night. It takes a different mind set to be the fucker as opposed to the fuckee. I wanted to be considerate, especially since I was handling ass - always want to be careful there - but more than anything I wanted it to be good for him. Now...from a woman's perspective I haven't worried much over that aspect of sex. My customers have always been satisfied...so to speak. But as a woman, I know all too well how tricky it can be to obtain pleasure when you hand over that task to a partner. This was the biggest gender-bending experience of my life so far. I would be wielding a cock of my very own and suddenly I was worried for the first time if I would be any good. I had a couple things going for me :
1.) we've experimented with anal play before, so I know what he likes
2.) Od is very easy to get off
3.) I'm a good hula hooper. It's all in the hip action, baby. ;)
There was no plan of action, other than to get him really turned on, hide my nerves (yeah, I had some), and take things slowly. Because I was so excited about Saturday being The Saturday, I never took notice of the actual date. I didn't expect that this would become a threesome : me, Od, and Mother (fucking) Nature. Aaaaaaand... that's exactly what happened. Morning of. During some very nice wake up sex, too.
Od glanced down (like all you men do) and "Wow, you're really wet" turned into "Oh. You're wet" with a pointed look.
Are you kidding me? Every time. Every god damned time. I haven't escaped a birthday, holiday, graduation, vacation, first day of school, or any other big day without that bitch running interference. Well. There was my wedding day. But I was pregnant. *groan*
Okay, I could handle this. Not much had to change. It would simply be a one-sided affair. Reciprocation could wait. For those of you thinking "what's the big deal?" I would normally agree, we're not squeamish about that kind of thing - but on days 1,2, or 3? No.....just, no.
That evening when the house was ours and ours alone we made our way to the bedroom and got ready. It was kind of sweet the way he helped me get my harness on, holding my hand to steady me as I fumbled with all the straps. I don't care how experienced you are - some things are always going to be awkward. But I rolled with it. When I was finally strapped in I had a new appreciation for what males go through to deal with unruly erections. I had to have extra clearance just to make the corner between the bed and the dresser. That thing was everywhere.....catching on the comforter, poking Od in the side.......*giggle* I actually liked that one. Tit for tat.
He never let on if he was nervous or having any reservations, but I asked him if he was sure about this and the response was positive. I wanted him really hard and on edge before I penetrated him so I knelt down between his legs and began with a long, slow blowjob to get him to relax (at first) and after a few minutes I got the tap and heard "okay, stop" - his signal to me that he's pretty close. It was time.
I wanted face to face for his first experience for three reasons. I wanted the intimacy this position allows, I needed to gauge his facial expressions, and I wanted easy access to his cock. I was curious as I could be to see if he could cum from the thrusting and prostate stimulation alone, but if not, then he still deserved a happy ending. ;) I knew there was also the risk that his cock would lose interest and drop. That happens sometimes with prostate play. I lubed him up, massaging as much as I could without letting my fingers go in (he doesn't like that), then...after shifting into position and adding a pillow to make up for height differences, and an amusing momentary role reversal where his ankles were on my shoulders for a change, I ever-so-gently pushed into him. I'll have you know I was an extremely considerate lover, checking his comfort levels, asking him which thrusting patterns he preferred, and we settled into a rhythm. You know what I noticed? I noticed how weird it wasn't. Not at all. It was just me and him, having sex. After I got over the mind fuckery of exchanging traditional roles, it was no big deal at all. Just a new trick to throw in the bag and pull out on occasion. We will, most definitely, be doing that again. I'm getting the itch for it already.
He did not cum from the penetration alone. After a minute or two of thrusting I couldn't keep my hands off of him and I stroked his cock in time with my thrusts. I paused my hand when he announced he was going to cum, but his orgasm backed away out of reach. I started moving my fist over him again and soon after that he came - everywhere. Like a geyser. It was spectacular to watch.
Afterwards as we cuddled and pet each other side by side, I asked him his thoughts on the event.
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah...I did"
"Is it something you'll want to do again?"
"Yeah...we can do that again." *smirk*
"Did you really like it?" I asked one last time.
"Well...it's not like I'm ever going to beg you to bend me over and fuck my ass, but you like it, and it was good. We can do it some more."
His answer made me happy, and I have a lot to look forward to. Although...it's a pity about the begging thing.
I would have loved that.
1.) we've experimented with anal play before, so I know what he likes
2.) Od is very easy to get off
3.) I'm a good hula hooper. It's all in the hip action, baby. ;)
There was no plan of action, other than to get him really turned on, hide my nerves (yeah, I had some), and take things slowly. Because I was so excited about Saturday being The Saturday, I never took notice of the actual date. I didn't expect that this would become a threesome : me, Od, and Mother (fucking) Nature. Aaaaaaand... that's exactly what happened. Morning of. During some very nice wake up sex, too.
Od glanced down (like all you men do) and "Wow, you're really wet" turned into "Oh. You're wet" with a pointed look.
Are you kidding me? Every time. Every god damned time. I haven't escaped a birthday, holiday, graduation, vacation, first day of school, or any other big day without that bitch running interference. Well. There was my wedding day. But I was pregnant. *groan*
Okay, I could handle this. Not much had to change. It would simply be a one-sided affair. Reciprocation could wait. For those of you thinking "what's the big deal?" I would normally agree, we're not squeamish about that kind of thing - but on days 1,2, or 3? No.....just, no.
That evening when the house was ours and ours alone we made our way to the bedroom and got ready. It was kind of sweet the way he helped me get my harness on, holding my hand to steady me as I fumbled with all the straps. I don't care how experienced you are - some things are always going to be awkward. But I rolled with it. When I was finally strapped in I had a new appreciation for what males go through to deal with unruly erections. I had to have extra clearance just to make the corner between the bed and the dresser. That thing was everywhere.....catching on the comforter, poking Od in the side.......*giggle* I actually liked that one. Tit for tat.
He never let on if he was nervous or having any reservations, but I asked him if he was sure about this and the response was positive. I wanted him really hard and on edge before I penetrated him so I knelt down between his legs and began with a long, slow blowjob to get him to relax (at first) and after a few minutes I got the tap and heard "okay, stop" - his signal to me that he's pretty close. It was time.
I wanted face to face for his first experience for three reasons. I wanted the intimacy this position allows, I needed to gauge his facial expressions, and I wanted easy access to his cock. I was curious as I could be to see if he could cum from the thrusting and prostate stimulation alone, but if not, then he still deserved a happy ending. ;) I knew there was also the risk that his cock would lose interest and drop. That happens sometimes with prostate play. I lubed him up, massaging as much as I could without letting my fingers go in (he doesn't like that), then...after shifting into position and adding a pillow to make up for height differences, and an amusing momentary role reversal where his ankles were on my shoulders for a change, I ever-so-gently pushed into him. I'll have you know I was an extremely considerate lover, checking his comfort levels, asking him which thrusting patterns he preferred, and we settled into a rhythm. You know what I noticed? I noticed how weird it wasn't. Not at all. It was just me and him, having sex. After I got over the mind fuckery of exchanging traditional roles, it was no big deal at all. Just a new trick to throw in the bag and pull out on occasion. We will, most definitely, be doing that again. I'm getting the itch for it already.
He did not cum from the penetration alone. After a minute or two of thrusting I couldn't keep my hands off of him and I stroked his cock in time with my thrusts. I paused my hand when he announced he was going to cum, but his orgasm backed away out of reach. I started moving my fist over him again and soon after that he came - everywhere. Like a geyser. It was spectacular to watch.
Afterwards as we cuddled and pet each other side by side, I asked him his thoughts on the event.
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah...I did"
"Is it something you'll want to do again?"
"Yeah...we can do that again." *smirk*
"Did you really like it?" I asked one last time.
"Well...it's not like I'm ever going to beg you to bend me over and fuck my ass, but you like it, and it was good. We can do it some more."
His answer made me happy, and I have a lot to look forward to. Although...it's a pity about the begging thing.
I would have loved that.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
HNT - Sharing
Lying in bed, innocently and lazily petting Od's cock Sunday morning, he suggested that I grab the nipple clamps. And put them on him. He's not a pain slut (much as I'd love him to be), and having his nipples played with is sort of take-it-or-leave-it. But just when I think I have him pegged - wait for it, that's my next post - he surprises me and asks for it.
And because I'm generous, not only did I share my new sex toys with him, but I'm sharing the HNT spotlight. To be honest, he's more than half nekkid here, but he's...um...well accessorized. That counts, right?
The lightweight, yet intense clamps were very gripping once we finally managed to apply them to his tiny nipples. (that was worth a few entertaining laughs right there) I pulled the chain experimentally with increasing efforts with one hand, while my other hand was greased up, teasing his cock up and down, making sure it stayed interested. Within minutes he was saying "Okay! Time to take them off."
You can tell by the photo that I wasn't quite done experimenting. His balls are the one area where I have more freedom to be a bit rough and he actually enjoys it, so that's where I headed next with my clampy cohorts. I think I cringed more than he did while assaulting his testicles. He seemed comfy enough - perhaps distracted with the handjob? Anyway, I alternated with pulling the chain that connects the clamps and edging him to the brink of orgasm. Once he got too close I slowed down on the stroking and ramped up the tugging.
Surprisingly though, after being edged a few times, he reached a space where the pain mixed a little too closely with the pleasure and it became evident that no amount of control or tugging (and I was tugging hard) was going to stop the orgasm - so I just went with it. My hand milked his cock for everything it had while I simultaneously yanked the reins on his balls. Kind of a giddy up and whoa at the same time. *shrugs shoulders* Eh, it worked. ;)
And I plan on working it again and again and again.......
And because I'm generous, not only did I share my new sex toys with him, but I'm sharing the HNT spotlight. To be honest, he's more than half nekkid here, but he's...um...well accessorized. That counts, right?
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| Oh look, you get to see his piercing, too! |
The lightweight, yet intense clamps were very gripping once we finally managed to apply them to his tiny nipples. (that was worth a few entertaining laughs right there) I pulled the chain experimentally with increasing efforts with one hand, while my other hand was greased up, teasing his cock up and down, making sure it stayed interested. Within minutes he was saying "Okay! Time to take them off."
You can tell by the photo that I wasn't quite done experimenting. His balls are the one area where I have more freedom to be a bit rough and he actually enjoys it, so that's where I headed next with my clampy cohorts. I think I cringed more than he did while assaulting his testicles. He seemed comfy enough - perhaps distracted with the handjob? Anyway, I alternated with pulling the chain that connects the clamps and edging him to the brink of orgasm. Once he got too close I slowed down on the stroking and ramped up the tugging.
Surprisingly though, after being edged a few times, he reached a space where the pain mixed a little too closely with the pleasure and it became evident that no amount of control or tugging (and I was tugging hard) was going to stop the orgasm - so I just went with it. My hand milked his cock for everything it had while I simultaneously yanked the reins on his balls. Kind of a giddy up and whoa at the same time. *shrugs shoulders* Eh, it worked. ;)
And I plan on working it again and again and again.......
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
TMI Tuesday 10/11/11
Have and Have Not
This week’s TMI Tuesday was inspired by An Optimistic Virgin. Read her Have and Have Not for inspiration and HAVE FUN creating yours.
List five (5) things you have done that other people probably have not done.
1.) fucked my husband
2.) been kissed by a stranger on top of the Eiffel Tower
3.) danced on the Pont d'Avignon
4.) had sex on my hands and knees in the middle of my former gradeschool yard
5.) had an artist sketch me
List five (5) things you have not done that other people probably have done.
1.) taken the SAT
2.) cheated on my spouse
3.) been so intoxicated that I puked
4.) gone to Vegas
5.) taken birth control pills
Bonus: What is the oddest thing that you’ve ever seen?
A photo of a bifurcated human penis. Or a photo of a woman's vulva that has been pumped.
Bonus, Bonus: What is the oddest, kinkiest, or craziest thing you have ever done?
Oddest : I once washed my car in the rain
Kinkiest : *laughs and laughs and laughs* seriously - take your pick : ANR, pegging, male chastity, bondage.......
Craziest : I went on a date with a stranger, got drunk, went skinny dipping in a convenient apartment complex pool and came home dripping wet at 1:00 in the morning. I was 16.
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Sunday, October 9, 2011
Because I have writer's block....
....I offer up this paltry post. I know that I have a post (about a certain person losing some sort of virginity) I need to write, but I'm not feeling it. The words haven't connected properly in my brain just yet, so until they do how about I play along with Sunday Stealing?
1. Is there someone in your life you know you’d be better off without? I cleaned out my relationship closet from 2005-2009. I had a sister-in-law that didn't fit me anymore, a father-in-law that was a gift with purchase that I never liked, and one particular friend who was clingy in an unflattering way. I think I'm done. Everybody else is a good fit, and I've learned to be a picky shopper when it comes to new friends.
2. Do you get criticized because of your body? I'm sure it's possible, but not that I'm aware of. At least not anymore. My booty was before it's time back in high school and I had the nickname Bubble Butt. I didn't mind the name (it was true) but I minded the meanness behind the use of it by one particular guy. He attempted to get under my skin with snarky little jabs. I ignored him, but on some level I regret not calling him out for the asshole he was. I never had any boyfriends that minded the junk in my trunk. I remember when curvy booties became "in" and low-rise jeans made their appearance. I heard angels sing. It was about time that more people realized that having an ass did not make women fat, it made them fun to hold on to! ;)
3. Did you kiss the last person you called? No, I don't think my daughter would have appreciated me doing that. I called her boyfriend to let him know I was at the school to pick them up after the homecoming dance. Daughter was sans cell because of limited space in her clutch.
4. When was the last time you danced? I danced Wednesday morning in the kitchen by myself to a song that wouldn't get out of my head, so I played it on the stereo on repeat a few times to get it out of my system. It worked. Damn it. Now I'm thinking of it again.......
5. Do you keep in mind other people’s feelings? I keep them in mind when the situation calls for it, but I'm real big on making myself happy, and sometimes there's a cost.
6. If you have a hang nail, do you pull it or clip it? Pulling appeals to my laziness. Who wants to go all the way to the bathroom for the clippers? But clipping appeals to my need for efficiency. Pulling causes an angry flare up the next day that stays hurty for way too long. I solve this need by biting them. Win-win.
7. Who do you want to forget? I feel like if you forget the person, then you forget the lesson learned. So my answer is nobody, but I'll add that I've learned some big lessons in life.
8. Who was the last person to send you a letter? An estranged friend who is starting up a cleaning business. I guess a business letter counts, right? If not, then it was my husband's grandmother at Christmas last year.
9. Who did you last tell to shut up? Probably the cat. She's mouthy in the morning when she wants food. And I prefer a quiet morning.
10. What’s the last thing that you smelt that smelt bad? In all honesty, it was myself. I was in a hurry to pack up and head home Saturday morning and I forgot to apply deodorant. We're having unseasonably warm weather this weekend and the combined effects were quite obvious this morning. It's been remedied.
11. What’s your favorite cereal? I could always eat a bowl of Cheerios. Right now it's Multigrain Cheerios.
12. How do you feel when people lead you on, but they don’t even like you? If we're talking about dating prospects, then I have no experience with this. I have a good bullshit detector, plus I haven't dated in 20 years. Besides, who would do that? It's a waste of time and effort. If we're talking about people who try to be nice in order to use you, then I take a "fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me" attitude.
13. Could you live without sunlight? Not happily.
14. What’s something you know is bad, but you want to do it anyway? Oh, that's a loaded question. What defines "bad"? I don't want to be arrested or permanently hurt anyone. Note I said permanently. *wicked grin* I have my own set of moral codes that I play by, and those have shifted over the last two years. I'm having a hard time nailing down an answer................The first thing that comes to mind is that I would want to experience men other than my husband. And for right now, that would be bad of me to do. We don't have an open relationship, and I'm not sure we're at a place in life where we could handle that. But if we were at that place and I did experience other men, then it wouldn't be bad. See? This "bad" label is tricky business.
15. What was the last thing you lied about? I told my friend that I was giving myself a pedicure in the bathroom when I was really expressing my milk into the sink. There are some things even good friends don't need to know. ;)
16. Do you regret anything you’ve done in the past week? I regretted staying up until 3 a.m. on Friday morning, but only until the coffee kicked in.
17. What was the last movie you bought? I purchased Red Riding Hood on demand if that counts. Maybe in July or August? Usually I rent movies.
18. What is a sport you would like to do? Ice skating would be fun. Gliding over the ice would feel like flying.
19. When was the last time you felt like crying? End of August was very emotional for me. Probably then.
20. Have you ever wanted to kill someone (not that you actually do it)? Kill as in dead? No. But seriously maim due to outrageous anger and frustration? Oh yes. Yes - lots and lots of times. I fantasized about wrapping my hands around someone's throat and choking the stupidity out of them. But that was years ago.
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1. Is there someone in your life you know you’d be better off without? I cleaned out my relationship closet from 2005-2009. I had a sister-in-law that didn't fit me anymore, a father-in-law that was a gift with purchase that I never liked, and one particular friend who was clingy in an unflattering way. I think I'm done. Everybody else is a good fit, and I've learned to be a picky shopper when it comes to new friends.
2. Do you get criticized because of your body? I'm sure it's possible, but not that I'm aware of. At least not anymore. My booty was before it's time back in high school and I had the nickname Bubble Butt. I didn't mind the name (it was true) but I minded the meanness behind the use of it by one particular guy. He attempted to get under my skin with snarky little jabs. I ignored him, but on some level I regret not calling him out for the asshole he was. I never had any boyfriends that minded the junk in my trunk. I remember when curvy booties became "in" and low-rise jeans made their appearance. I heard angels sing. It was about time that more people realized that having an ass did not make women fat, it made them fun to hold on to! ;)
3. Did you kiss the last person you called? No, I don't think my daughter would have appreciated me doing that. I called her boyfriend to let him know I was at the school to pick them up after the homecoming dance. Daughter was sans cell because of limited space in her clutch.
4. When was the last time you danced? I danced Wednesday morning in the kitchen by myself to a song that wouldn't get out of my head, so I played it on the stereo on repeat a few times to get it out of my system. It worked. Damn it. Now I'm thinking of it again.......
5. Do you keep in mind other people’s feelings? I keep them in mind when the situation calls for it, but I'm real big on making myself happy, and sometimes there's a cost.
6. If you have a hang nail, do you pull it or clip it? Pulling appeals to my laziness. Who wants to go all the way to the bathroom for the clippers? But clipping appeals to my need for efficiency. Pulling causes an angry flare up the next day that stays hurty for way too long. I solve this need by biting them. Win-win.
7. Who do you want to forget? I feel like if you forget the person, then you forget the lesson learned. So my answer is nobody, but I'll add that I've learned some big lessons in life.
8. Who was the last person to send you a letter? An estranged friend who is starting up a cleaning business. I guess a business letter counts, right? If not, then it was my husband's grandmother at Christmas last year.
9. Who did you last tell to shut up? Probably the cat. She's mouthy in the morning when she wants food. And I prefer a quiet morning.
10. What’s the last thing that you smelt that smelt bad? In all honesty, it was myself. I was in a hurry to pack up and head home Saturday morning and I forgot to apply deodorant. We're having unseasonably warm weather this weekend and the combined effects were quite obvious this morning. It's been remedied.
11. What’s your favorite cereal? I could always eat a bowl of Cheerios. Right now it's Multigrain Cheerios.
12. How do you feel when people lead you on, but they don’t even like you? If we're talking about dating prospects, then I have no experience with this. I have a good bullshit detector, plus I haven't dated in 20 years. Besides, who would do that? It's a waste of time and effort. If we're talking about people who try to be nice in order to use you, then I take a "fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me" attitude.
13. Could you live without sunlight? Not happily.
14. What’s something you know is bad, but you want to do it anyway? Oh, that's a loaded question. What defines "bad"? I don't want to be arrested or permanently hurt anyone. Note I said permanently. *wicked grin* I have my own set of moral codes that I play by, and those have shifted over the last two years. I'm having a hard time nailing down an answer................The first thing that comes to mind is that I would want to experience men other than my husband. And for right now, that would be bad of me to do. We don't have an open relationship, and I'm not sure we're at a place in life where we could handle that. But if we were at that place and I did experience other men, then it wouldn't be bad. See? This "bad" label is tricky business.
15. What was the last thing you lied about? I told my friend that I was giving myself a pedicure in the bathroom when I was really expressing my milk into the sink. There are some things even good friends don't need to know. ;)
16. Do you regret anything you’ve done in the past week? I regretted staying up until 3 a.m. on Friday morning, but only until the coffee kicked in.
17. What was the last movie you bought? I purchased Red Riding Hood on demand if that counts. Maybe in July or August? Usually I rent movies.
18. What is a sport you would like to do? Ice skating would be fun. Gliding over the ice would feel like flying.
19. When was the last time you felt like crying? End of August was very emotional for me. Probably then.
20. Have you ever wanted to kill someone (not that you actually do it)? Kill as in dead? No. But seriously maim due to outrageous anger and frustration? Oh yes. Yes - lots and lots of times. I fantasized about wrapping my hands around someone's throat and choking the stupidity out of them. But that was years ago.
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Thursday, October 6, 2011
Mine
Less than a year ago when I realized that my new found fascination with male chastity was growing into a serious interest, I brought it up to Od. I was very careful to leave our conversations open ended. He didn't shut the idea down right away. (that's never been his style) And I didn't push or get impatient. (which had previously been exactly my style) I wielded patience, offered information, shared my ideas and gave him time. Luckily for me he came around. ;) The biggest issue has always been (not just for us but most every other chastity player) which device to choose. There are dozens upon dozens to choose from. The most practical to begin with is a polycarbonate model that is affordable and adjustable. But I find it so ugly. I wanted steel. The shiny, heavier metal just seemed right for Od and I love the look. Plus it's engravable. I wanted my mark on him in the most intimate of places. But, what would my mark be?
I'm not officially his Mistress. He is not my pet. That's not an area we've delved into. I can't think of him as a boy. He's too manly for that, and quite honestly that's how I want him to remain. His offering to me of control over his cock (yes it's still called a cock) means more to me coming from a place of strength rather than weakness. Despite all the endearing names that he has assigned to me and to parts of my anatomy, I've yet to name him. Nothing cutesy or demeaning feels right. But I have a deep sense of ownership over not just him, but also his manhood. I made him a man. I was his first. Only? Time will tell. But for 20 years he has been mine. And then the light bulb moment. Mine. Of course. It was there all along. Mine. It's fitting. That's what I'll have engraved on his device. Mine.
When I curl up to his back on nights I have trouble falling asleep, I nudge my knees under his thighs, my left hand goes straight to his hair and my right hand goes over his hip and straight to his crotch. My fingers wrap around him, my face presses against his back, and with a sigh of contentment my breathing slows. If he's still awake I'll gently squeeze, whisper "mine" and place a kiss on him. He confirms "yours" in a sleepy voice, kisses back at me and tells me goodnight.
This is the newer routine. Funny thing is - I've been doing some version of this for years and years. Always preferring to be the big spoon, and sometimes with a leg hitched over his. Without the "mine" whispering, mind you - that's more recent. But I vaguely remembering reading somewhere that we reveal ourselves and the nature of our relationship with our partners during the sleeping hours - assuming the sleeping is done together. If not, I suppose that's telling in it's own way. It's not difficult to see that I've asserted dominance, even in sleep, for the majority of our relationship. It's my way of affirming our bond. It makes me smile.
I am his in every way that matters, but ultimately, undeniably he is Mine.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Morning conversation
I'm always the last one out of bed on weekdays. The kids run around outside our bedroom door getting themselves ready for school and for all they know Od and I are sleeping. ;) We all know that's not the case. Morning snuggles are a great way to start the day, but don't do much in the way of inspiring me to hop out of bed. When Od's 7:25 alarm goes off on his phone he reluctantly gets up, checks that the kids left on time, then ambles about preparing for his own day.
Confession : I'm often asleep again by the time he returns to get dressed.
But a few days ago was different. I had work to do and he continued talking to me from all rooms of the house trying to keep me awake. He's good like that. But I was easily ignoring him. I'm bad like that. Knowing that his efforts needed kicked up a notch, he came into the room, told me to get up and warned me he was turning on the lights. By the time the offending brightness might have shocked my corneas I had withdrawn under the blankets and was grousing at the intrusion on my laziness.
He snickered at my immaturity and quipped "Ha! It's like you've retracted into your foreskin!"
My surprised bark of laughter was loud in my ears under the covers. My face was hot and my cheeks hurt when I finally crawled out to face the light.
"Oh my God! We have waaaaaaaaay too many conversations about circumcision!!!!!"
And it's true. We do.
Note to self : stop talking to husband about all the dick you see on Tumblr everyday.
Confession : I'm often asleep again by the time he returns to get dressed.
But a few days ago was different. I had work to do and he continued talking to me from all rooms of the house trying to keep me awake. He's good like that. But I was easily ignoring him. I'm bad like that. Knowing that his efforts needed kicked up a notch, he came into the room, told me to get up and warned me he was turning on the lights. By the time the offending brightness might have shocked my corneas I had withdrawn under the blankets and was grousing at the intrusion on my laziness.
He snickered at my immaturity and quipped "Ha! It's like you've retracted into your foreskin!"
My surprised bark of laughter was loud in my ears under the covers. My face was hot and my cheeks hurt when I finally crawled out to face the light.
"Oh my God! We have waaaaaaaaay too many conversations about circumcision!!!!!"
And it's true. We do.
Note to self : stop talking to husband about all the dick you see on Tumblr everyday.
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Tuesday, October 4, 2011
TMI Tuesday 10/4/11
Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
This week’s TMI Tuesday idea is from Heelsnstocking
1. What’s the worst reason you have been given for breaking up?It was 6th grade and just after the New Year. My boyfriend had given me a very pretty necklace and earring set for Christmas, we had attended a friend's party and kissed - with tongue - for the first time. I didn't see him for the rest of the Christmas break. Here I was all in love and excited to see him again when we returned to school. And he proceeded to break up with me. Why? His mother told him he had to. Somehow she found out we kissed and didn't approve of him being with "that kind of girl". His mother made him break up with me. And he did it. Of course my pubescent brain blamed her (for being a cow) instead of him (for being a momma's boy), so 2 years later when he was much taller, more masculine and apparently still carrying a torch for me - we went out again. We dated for a few months, attended more parties (which were nothing more than make out sessions) and I did more than tongue kiss him. I let him touch my boobs. God bless front-hook bras. :)2. What’s the worst reason you gave, to someone, for breaking up?I've had a lot of break ups. I never lasted more than 6 months with a guy. I got bored with them or got distracted by a new guy. I'm not so full of myself than I can't admit my attitude was wrong back then. I played a lot of head games just because I could. I was young, impetuous, and having female power over a guy was a heady thing. I abused it. I was sometimes careless. I have a few regrets, but I was always pretty direct about breaking up. I never used the "it's me, not you" line, or made up lies to make him feel better. Maybe I should have. The worst reason I gave was telling my on-off boyfriend that I essentially hooked up with someone new at a party and was going to be dating him instead. I was brutally honest. Boyfriend was upset with my actions, but also with my choice in a new guy. He was an academic prick, and I ultimately grew weary of him and his preachy ways. It was about the 273rd time that he pointed out "You aren't applying yourself" that did me in. I went running back to my boyfriend. Boyfriend knew I would - we were both relieved. It was a game we knew well. I needed let off the leash once in awhile, but I always returned.
3. Have you ever engineered the end of a relationship e.g doing something you know will put the other person off? If yes, what did you do?I picked a fight with said boyfriend. Tension was building and it was getting close to that time when I needed off the leash. He was playing Nintendo and I was bored, sitting next to him and trying to divert his attention to me. I kept touching his glasses. He HATED that. He told me to stop touching his glasses. I told him to stop playing Nintendo. It was a battle of wills and I wanted to win. He blew up at me, I got pissed and walked out. He followed me out to my car and we proceeded to break up in the street. It was either the last time or next to last time that we broke up because in a few months' time I was going to Prom with his best friend. *cringe*
4. Have you ever stayed with a partner just because you could not bear to end it?I was about to type 'Never', but that's not entirely true. With boyfriends I never beat around the bush. I'm sick of you? Then you're gone. But marriage is different. I think the reason I stayed with Od during the really bad times is because I couldn't bear to be the one that was responsible for breaking up our family. I couldn't do that to the kids, but at the same time I was no good at faking happiness and my level of unhappiness was killing me. I thought long and hard before I made the decision to better myself and see what my "other choices" were.
5. Have you ever encouraged a friend to end a relationship? What happened? Are you still friends?In Junior High and High School I'm sure I gave that advice if a friend was constantly complaining about her boyfriend. Most likely because I was tired of listening to the evidence of why they were clearly wrong for each other. I have a low tolerance for teenage girl drama. Always have - even when I was a teenage girl. However, I never urged a friend to dump someone for ulterior motives. Even though one time she was dating a guy I really liked. I saw that they were a short-lived romance and chose to bide my time. It worked out well for me. ;) We're not still friends, but that's due to coming of age and moving on in life more than anything else.
As an adult I'm very careful about advising others on their relationships. I offer my experience or knowledge with some common sense thrown in - but it's ultimately their decision. With that being said, I've never been faced with a friend who was in an abusive relationship. That would be the only scenario where I would be pushy with my opinion. Abuse is a deal breaker. DTMFA!
Bonus: Have you ever been the cause of a relationship to end? Tell us about it. I suppose I might have been if any of my friends listened to my advice. I doubt they did. If memory serves me, the teenage girls in question preferred the drama of a crappy boyfriend over no drama at all. And as far as I know I've never directly been the reason for a break up such as being "the other woman". Don't get me wrong - there was once that possibility.......but she never found out. I really have a sordid past about break ups. I'm ashamed of most of my answers, to tell you the truth! LOL
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