Strange dream

I had a very strange dream last night.


I was invited to your house by the two of you. I remember arriving very late at night and sort of making my way to what appeared to be an patio room with a day bed. The place was a bit of a mess. It looked well lived in. I spent the night in anticipation of a "talk" that was to happen the next morning.

I woke up the next morning and stretched, looking around. I caught a glimpse of the two of you through a window above the bed into the house. You were chatting and laughing with each other while sitting at the kitchen table. One of you would occasionally glance over to where I was, drink your coffee and say something to the other. You were waiting for me to come in there. But there was no way in hell I was going in there. I could tell I was in trouble. I could tell this wasn't good. In any way.

What the hell am I doing here?

You both walk into the room. You're annoyingly casual with each other and I simply don't know how to respond to this. Holding your coffee cups, you stand united in the doorway as she asks, "So what are you doing?"

What?

"What were you hoping to gain from this?"

I remember being very confused as to why you're siding with her on this. As if I am the interloper here that needs to straighten up my act. I am casting glances around the room and am sort of astonished at how messy the room is in daylight. There's things piled everywhere. It appears to be a junk room, cat and dog hair everywhere. Piles of books and papers litter the flat surfaces everywhere.

I am SO confused. Thinking, Why the hell did I come here? Why is SHE asking ME this? I KNEW this was going to happen, why did I come?!? You stand there together, leaning against the doorway, one foot crossed over the other, coffee cup in hand. She leans against a desk, drinking her coffee, you're glancing at each other. It seemed endless.

I felt like I had done something wrong when I woke up and was being chastised for it. It was so weird.

I need you to

Ingram Hill, Chicago, new band in the stack of cd's roomie's SO let me borrow. They remind me of Lifehouse.

My sweet adorable 6 year old worked on his homework tonight while I got my other son ready for bed. When I checked back in with him he had completed a whole sheet all by himself, awesome! So I checked it and and this is what he had done:

It was SO stinkin cute I could barely contain my laughter. Since he wrote the whole thing on his own I had to complement him for getting it done. Then I showed it to roomie and her SO who happened to be over. Roomie commented "He's SO your son." I felt so proud : ). They agreed it was worth keeping for future embarassment purposes. So I snapped a quick pic and then calmly told him, "You did a GREAT job! But you spelled the last word wrong, you'll need to change it..." which he proceeded to do and added "here please" to the end, which made more sense. : )

It's the little things sometimes.

New and improved

Just Say Yes new Snow Patrol. I heard this the other day at Sonic (gimmie one of your tots) and looked it up as soon as I got to work. Who's been to a planetarium show? Anyone? Fun. This would be a great song to have on while you're proposing to someone. "I can feel your  heart beat through my shirt." I love the sly smile he maintains through the video, so sexy. Makes you wonder what he's thinking. It was followed on Sonic radio by Mandy Moore, Candy, she's like 12, lol! "I'm cravin for you."

Ok, I finally got around to using the new Blogger Template Designer and it looks like I REALLY want it to look. So, sorry for the alterations, again. But this is what I hoped it would look like orginally, but I just couldn't find a template to reflect the mood.

I have cooled off since the cell phone debacle of this afternoon. After this much effort put into this situation I am done. So I won't be getting another cell phone until February of next year. No qwerty kwyboard for me ya'll! Oh well.

9:14 and the kids are asleep, yay! This is night #2 when they stayed in their beds. But they got up 6 times through the night last night so I am sleeeeppppyyyy. Enough playing for now, I haven't even hit the other blogs. I didn't make it to the court either to file for the default. There is really no rush at this point. The end date is based upon the initial filing, not this one. But I can't call for a court date until I file this paperwork. So, because I have the kids tomorrow, I'll probably go in after work on Monday. Then I can call for my date. Yay!

Let's see what yummyness I can leave you with tonight. Thoughts of divorce vacation dance in my head...

Sleep well.

Cell Phone debacle

So the latest in the cell phone saga…

Initial visit to store: 2.5 hours. No phones.

Call to Sprint extra special customer service line (703-433-4401), 30 mins. No phones.

Transfer of liability: 3 days, 6 total trips to the store by 3 different people. No phones.

Call yesterday to store to verify they have phone before I leave work: 5 minutes. No phones. 

Visit to store today: 30 minutes (not counting the hour it took to get the transfer of liability done). No phones.

Call back to escsl: “You NEVER told me you wanted to get new phones. All you said was that you wanted to keep the same number. I would have told you on April 26^th when we first spoke, that it was not an option. You have to wait until the existing account is eligible for a new phone. Is there anything else I can do for you today?”

Apparently not

“Well thank you for being a Sprint customer.” 

So I am taking a moment to calm down.

And I still have no new phone.

I'm Marvelous, ma ma marvelous

This is why I like Lady Gaga

I am posting from work, shhhhhhh!!!! Don't tell!

Tired

Have I told you about Elbow yet...? Yum, just yum. You can't go wrong with any Elbow. They give me goosebumps every time I listen. They move my heart. It's beautiful, aching, memorable music to drown in and find yourself in another place with sweeping views and grand vistas while floating above the water that speeds by below you. "We kissed like we invented it." *sigh* I LOVE Elbow.

It's Wednesday and I am tired. I was just browsing through Alexa's page because she has a lovely new post on hair pulling. She's so damn great and informative. I am so glad she's written a few more posts as of late. I love reading her and perusing her page, which is how 20 minutes online turned into 40, lol. She's always good for a wander.

Didn't get the phones. Grrrr. They have sworn they will have them tomorrow. We'll see.

So I was sitting at work today and realized how much I miss kissing. It's so great to have someone to kiss at will. And now that I don't, I miss it. I honestly think that a good kiss could progress things from "hello" to "HE-LLOO-and-where-the-hell-have-you-been?"
Soon.

I need to get to bed, I have been up until almost 11 the last 3 nights and I don't do well with that. I need my 8 hours. Let one of my favorite images from Alexa settle you in (or get you started?) for the night. Nite nite

We have Liftoff!!

I got a rocket, you're goin' on it. You're never comin' back.

Well I finally got my mifi, whohoooo! I am so pleased I don't have to be polite about who's using the internet anymore. I like using it whenever the hell I want to, not after roomie is done. Though she was very agreeable about the whole thing. If she doesn't have cable, I am going to need access to the internet. The end. And I don't even want to talk about the cell phone debacle at this point. Let's suffice to say I don't have it yet.

I can officially file for the default tomorrow. I will have to take some time off work to make that happen. I'll keep ya posted. I keep meaning to say that I loved the fact that this was the song that was playing as I was driving to file for divorce. "If I could see the future and see how this plays out, I bet it's better than where we are now..."
 
Ran again for the first time tonight since I hurt my knee. It hurts again. Probably good I don't run while I have the kids, that will give it a few days to heal again.
 
Got a random phone call today from bte that made me blush and giggle. I enjoy him.
And that's it for tonight my friends. I'll leave you with a dreamy glimpse of my new panties.
Sleep tight. ; )

Grrrrr

Rachel Stevens Blue Afternoon This song is actually a little too upbeat for this post, but I heard it recently and liked it. The message is fitting though.

It's been another of those days.

I think this is the 4th week in a row now that I cried when dropping off the kids, and not because I am going to miss them, but because of how utterly frustrated I am by their behavior. I have to admit I did SOOOOO much better today with my reaction to their behavior. And to give them due credit they were cooped up inside a very small cell phone store for 2.5 hours.

This is after the play that we expected to take 30 minutes for K which then turned into a 2.5 hour situation that involved ALL the childcare programs from the southern part of the state. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? So that meant I spent from about 11:00am to 7:00pm with C.

AND I had to wake up at 5:45am so I could be ready to register K for said child care program for the summer which took 53 minutes of hitting the refresh button to finally be able to log into the system. I was done by 7:00am at which time F promptly woke up.

AND I walked away from the phone store with NOTHING after being there for 2.5 hours because they refused to transfer my phone number!!! (They'll let us know tomorrow if they'll let us take on the new plan without charging us the extra $220 termination fees for the existing plan we have on a sister company. We'll be spending DOUBLE what we're currently paying just so we don't have to be a rider on this other plan anymore which has become a SEVERE pain in the ass, this termination thing is the perfect example. And they'll THINK about letting us off. But there's absolutely no way they'll transfer the numbers. Not even to another company because of the kind of plan it is. WTF!!??!! So I am going to have to notify everyone who has or may have ever had my cell phone of my forthcoming new number.)

AND after spending 8 hours with my soon to be ex, NO ONE called me. ALL DAY. NO. ONE.

Oh and did I mention I fell on Thursday and jacked up my knee so I am gimping around and CAN'T RUN????!!!!

Deep breaths deep breaths deep breaths.

So, here I sit while roomie and her SO are at the county fair (thought I was going with, guess not) and I am going to watch back episodes of Lost. I am only 7 weeks behind. No cable here at roomie's ya know.

Sorry, I needed to vent.

It's Thursday

And I may break your heart, but I don't think there's anyone as bomb as me.

At some point I will start participating in HNT, but I haven't yet.
I have been moody and down as of late. I miss him. The chatting but not chatting doesn't help. It just makes me want more. But then I do really enjoy it as well. It's that catch 22, the dichotomy of my life.
Grrrr.

I helped roomie color her hair. It was her birthday 2 days ago so I made her dinner and a cake last night.

I was tweeting with Alexa yesterday about suppressing my gag reflex. She reminded me about her post regarding that subject. I reread it, and remembered that you had sent it to me originally. It was such a turn on to chat with her directly. If you aren't aware of her, please stop by and <>check her out. She's so eloquent and I love her writing.

I am trying to go back and add images that I find on her tumbler to my previous posts to further illustrate. If you had one you like you might want check back and see if it's new and improved yet.

Til then, I have to give back the internet to my roomie. I am hoping this will be remedied this weekend when I'll be purchasing <>a mifi. Looking forward to my <>new phone too.

Fantasy #1

Massive Attack, Karmacoma featuring Tricky

If I am jilling off and I haven't watched any porn to get me in the mood, I tend to gravitate to this fantasy.

We're in my office. It's not really an office, but a cubicle in a cubicle farm. There are private offices surrounding the outside, but, not mine.
It's after hours. But it's a cubicle so there's a really good chance we'd be caught, as soon as someone walked in the door. It's an executive office suite, so, people work at all hours. This is part of the charm of this fantasy, of course.

There are two of you, and me.
You, who I've known longer than anyone else. Longer than my (soon to be ex-) husband, longer than any other lover I keep in touch with. So you know me. You know what I like, how hard, how rough, how deep, how long.
Just. How. I. Like. It.

Then there's the other. He has a girlfriend but flirts with me unmercifully. You find it entertaining when I tell you about him. You like how my pulse races and I blush with the thoughts I am thinking:
He's so damn hot. And he makes it a point to come see me and flirt. He knows I am married. I know he's got a girlfriend. Maybe they have an open relationship?
You smile. Who are you to talk?

So it usually fast forwards to the part where we're all naked, cause, it is MY fantasy after all.

Though the thought of you both undressing me is enough to make me get
very,
very
wet.

You're at my back, you know that's my "spot" and while you'll share, you like to keep the best for yourself. I am wearing one of my naughty secretary outfits.

I sent you pictures earlier in the day in anticipation of this. Pictures in the stairwell I showed you with the perfect spot for playing before you get caught. But there's always the chance.

He's at my front, lifting my skirt, pulling out my shirt, feeling my ass made tight by running. Sliding lower he lifts me on to the desk and pulls off my panties which are soaked through by now. He kneels in front of me and I lay back on the desk. This puts my head in the perfect postition for you. You're both already naked. Your bald heads are shining in the moonlight from the window in the next office. You unbutton my blouse and I arch my back so you can take it off. He's running his hands along my strong legs, kissing his way from my ankle up, up, stopping to lick behind my knee. It gives me goosebumps and tightens my nipples.

You've got my top off and we're kissing while you undo my bra. I love kissing you. Slow and searching, like we have never met, but have known each other forever. You nibble at my lips while pulling my bra off freeing my beautiful tits.

He's made his way past my knees to my thighs. It's dizzying to have you both there, kissing, licking, sucking, twisting, squeezing, caressing. It makes me so wet to know you both want me. I reach for your cock and find it at attention. You're liking this as much as I am and I smile. You feel it and pull back.
"What?"
I love that you're enjoying this as much as I am. It's such a turn on.
"That's the idea."
You continue kissing me while he's made his way to my secret spot. He's kissing me all around it, teasing me, stroking fingers up and down my thighs. He likes my strong legs, and I like his. All the better for fucking me with. He starts getting closer to my button and I feel 4 hands, exploring, touching, grabbing. 2 mouths, sucking, licking, biting.

Heaven
(this makes me rub my clit faster and the pace quickens in my mind)

I reach for your smooth balls and slowly pull one into my mouth. Gently. My tongue swirls on it and you moan. His fingers reach into my wet pussy and search for my gspot while his tongue flicks my clit.

I buck against his head and he holds me down, wrapping his arms around my thighs. My other hand reaches for your ass. I know you like it to be played with, slowly, teasing, warming it up. I move to the other ball, not wanting it to feel left out. My hand strokes your hardening cock. Mmmmmm, I hum. I hear you sigh.

You're reaching for your camera, I know you want pictures of this.

My body spread out over my desk, head dangling off the side, another man in between my legs, reaching into my darkest recesses. Yes, you want pictures.
He's now grinding his mouth into my clit and I am moaning, and thrusting my pussy into his mouth. I take your hard cock into my mouth. I taste you on the tip. I rub it around with my tongue, making it all wet, slick, hard. I pull you closer with my hand at your ass and guide your cock into my throat. We stay like that for a moment and you forget about the camera. I push you out and breathe.

He stands up and fingers my clit with his thumb.
"Are you ready to be fucked?"
Yes, please.
He pushes himself into me with one hard thrust. He enjoyed himself down there and now I get to reap the rewards. I reach for your cock again and you get the camera ready. I wait for him to thrust into me and take you in all the way. His thrusting creates the back and forth we need for everyone to get what they want. I hear you snapping away as he thrusts into my wet pussy, pushing my head onto your cock. You stand ready for my mouth to swallow you with each push forward.

Snap
Snap
Snap

I wrap my legs around his waist and he pulls me in harder with each thrust. I push my finger into your ass and I see you throw your head back, camera askew, forgotten in your pleasure. I reach over and take the camera and start to shoot while I suck you and get fucked. His rythym is faster and I match my thrusts into your ass.

(Fuck, it feels so damn good, and from my minds eye, it's so increadibly HOT. The pace picks up as I continue to finger fuck myself.)

Pound, swallow, pound, swallow, pound, swallow, you're twisting my nipples and pushing your cock into my throat, welcoming each thrust. It doesn't take much at this point to make me come and I imagine your heads thrown back, shouting out, enjoying every moment as you both empty yourselves into me.

Ahhhh, that one does it every time.

Did I mention...

I like to fuck. It is probably one of my most favorite things to do. Having been married for 13 years, and with him for 15, I have lots of practice, but it's not of the "varied" kind. He wasn't much into changing things up. He got more willing as the end came around, but I felt like it was obligatory rather than willing.
I want to find someone who's willing.
Willing to bypass all conventions and just fuck. Whatever hole they want. I am willing to try. Willing to swallow whatever. Or let them swallow whatever. I'll try it. Just try me. You can't say you do, or don't, like it if you don't try right? How will I know?
But I do know for sure, I love to fuck. I like watching porn to figure out all the different ways to fuck, it's a learning experience. : ) An education, if you will. And I will. Why the hell not? I am learning not to be shy or embarassed about what I like, why should I be?

My girl crush. Yum.
So, here's the goal:
You see me, I see you, we link eyes. I start to look away, then decide not to. Wow, he's SO hot, he makes my heart jump a little. I wonder what he smells like? I wonder how soft his lips are? I wonder how hard his cock gets? Does he think I am pretty? These thoughts flit through my head in seconds. Eyes still locked, you walk over.
Hi.
Hi.
(This part is a rush, I can't remember it because I am fixated on how incredibly sexy and hot you are and your eyes, which are seeing everything in me. All the while I am wondering, are we going to get hopped up enough to make some bad decisions?)
Fast forward to your place which I have somehow I agreed to go back to. (wicked grin)
I am looking at your living room and you come up behind me. You put your arms around my waist and pull me into you. I can tell you're getting into this as much as I am. Your hands slide down to my hips and now there is no denying, you're enjoying yourself.  I push back into you and slide my hand up around your neck turning my head for a kiss. You start softly, then go hard, tongue slowly exploring my mouth. You slide your hands down my thighs and under my skirt sliding it up.

I reach between us to unbuckle your belt. It's hard because we're grinding together so hard at this point. Your hand is sliding up the inside of my thigh to that spot we both want you to touch. I am so wet.

You breathe along my neck, making your way up to my ear. You start to whisper all the things you're going to do to me. It makes my breath quickin and other areas tighten. I can feel myself getting even more wet. Your fingers graze that hot wetness and I gasp. Your other hand moves around the back to my tight ass. You make your way in between my cheeks and I push my ass against your hand. I love it. You love it and push your hand in for more.

I have your belt undone and pants unbuckled now. You push me over to the couch and pull my soaked panties to the side and thrust your fingers into my hot wetness. I stroke your growing cock and slide you along my wetness. I love being a tease, it's gets everyone to the next level. You wrap your hand around my hair and I moan.
"Spread your legs wider."
Mmmm, well when you put it like that....
You push my shoulders into the couch which presents my ass to you. Your fingers are warming me up to make sure your hard cock will fit in.
"You're so wet, are you ready?"
Mmmmmm, yes please.
I feel the tip of your hard cock pushing against my wet lips. No time for pleasantries, I shove my ass against you pushing you all the way in. You're bigger than I expected so I hold you there. Savoring how full I am. Clearly you have a different idea. You slowly pull out, inch by inch, feeling all my wetness. With just your head inside, you pull on my hair to ease yourself back in.

Ahhhhhhh, more, please

I reach between my legs to find your balls. They are soft, you shave, I love it. I stroke them gently, you love it, I can tell by the slow moan you let out. Slowly you slide in and out of my tightness, savoring each thrust. We both are getting into this now, I am pushing myself against you, but you're using my hair to keep control of the pace. You like to see my back arched as you push your cock in an out. I need to taste you so I pull off and turn around.

I drop to my knees in front of you. Your cock is glistening with my wetness. I smile and take your tip in my mouth like a lolly pop. I slowly swirl my tongue around your tip, tasting us on you. My hand is slowly stroking your balls while I take you further into my mouth. I wrap my hand around your thigh and look up as I lick you from base to tip. Your hand is still in my hair, holding me there. You smile at me and I smile back. I ease you all the way in and you moan.

I stay there and just breathe.

You pull my head back with my hair. A string of wetness pulls from my mouth. Mmmmmm, more please. I lick up and down while stroking with my hand, my other fingers finding their way to your ass. So tight, so nice. I take your balls in my mouth and suck on them, swirling them around with my tongue. Hand still in my hair, you're loving it, but you want to fuck me some more. You wrap your other hand around my throat and pull me up.

God I love that.

You lift me up and I wrap my legs around your waist. You kick off your pants and we head to kitchen table. You set me on top of it, it's the perfect height for fucking. Fleeting images of you standing next to it at the store o measure...I smile. I lay back on the table and strip my shirt off over my head. You lean over taking your time exploring my soft skin, smelling, tasting, running your tongue from my navel to my bra which you are unfastening. My tight, hard 36D's spill out as you deftly remove it, fingers going to a nipple. Hand tracing my scars, "Where did you get these?"

Reduction
You kiss and breathe your way along the underside of each breast and around each nipple.
"Does it hurt?"
Not any more.
"Can I bite?"
Please, I love it.

My legs are locked around your waist and I am moving to my own internal music. I feel you pressing on my panties and am ready for them to come off. You take one nipple in your mouth and slowly roll it around, making my back arch and a sigh escape from my lips. You twist the other nipple while I stroke and lightly run my fingers over your bald head. Your other hand works lower and unzips my skirt, yanking it off. I lift my hips to help leaving my soaked panties as the only barrier between your hardness and my softness.

Your hand stays pinching my nipple while you kiss your way back down my stomach. Other hand grasping my thigh to pull me to the edge of the table. Kneeling on the ground you lower your head to my liquid.

Fuck

This is easily my favorite part of fucking. I love the way your mouth moves on my wet, wet lips, exploring as if it's your last time. Savoring each drop. I spread my legs wider so you can access the deepest part of me, rolling my hands over your head. You moan and love the feel of my hands on your head. Your tongue thrusts into my pussy, GASP! You wrap your arms around my thighs and pull me into your mouth, no space between us now.

My legs dangle down your back, my red stilleto heels digging in a little.

Ohhhhhhhhhh

Your mouth moves up to my clit and two fingers take the place of your tongue. It feels, so, good. I love a man who eats good pussy. Slowly your fingers begin a rhythm of their own, tongue discovering both sides of my clit. Other hand slowly stroking up my side, up to my breast, squeezing my nipple again. I arch my back and begin thrusting and grinding my pussy into your face. You growl at me and I lock my legs around your head. Your fingers flicking over my g-spot, tongue over my clit,
You're going to make me come.
"Good," you mumble, intent on my cunt.

I can feel it building, this is always the point where I have to decide, am I all in? Not everyone appreciates my "extra stuff." But he's working the right side of my clit and it's really hard not to squirt when you work that side. It's like he knew which side did it...

fuck, Fuck, FUCK! I let go...

My body writhes with pleasure and my girl gloss covers his chest. I smile shyly when I come down from my ride. He laughs. I wasn't expecting that. It's so damn sexy!
"I love it when a woman let's go like that."
I am glad, not everyone appreciates it."
"To know you enjoyed yourself that much, it's an honor. But don't think we're done yet."

He strips off my panties and picks me up again and takes me to the bedroom this time. It's cool and dark, perfect for fucking. I notice the floor to ceiling mirrors and smile.
I like your mirrors.
"Yeah? I enjoy a good show."
Me too.

You set me down on the floor in front of you, I strip off your shirt and slowly kiss my way down your stomach. I can tell you work out, but it's not over the top. I appreciate someone who makes an effort to keep themselves looking good.
Shoes on or off?
"On."
I smile. I like a man who likes a little pain.

You spin me around and begin exploring my body again, while putting your nose in my hair. I hear you breathing in. I am glad I put on my favorite perfume today. I reach behind me between our bodies and begin to stroke your cock to life again. You move down my back with your kisses.

Oh!

You found my spot. That one spot on my back, that will instantly make me wet, if I am not already. It arches my back and brings a gasp from me. You pull my ass to your hips and I slowly move as you breathe on my back, over and over. God, my weak spot, I'll do ANYTHING if you know about my weak spot. Your hand snakes up to my throat, squeezing ever so slightly. My nipples harden with the pleasure.
Do it harder.
You squeeze more, still breathing on my back other hand holding me to your hips. I can feel you growing, getting ready. You lean me forward and I brace my hands on the edge of the bed. The mirrors playing back our every move. You hover over me, your chest barely touching my back, I arch at the shiver it sends through me. Your hand still around my throat, you position yourself at my door and then wrap your other hand in my hair. You thrust into me in one long motion feeling how tight I have become again. Throbbing, your cock fills me up as you thrust in as far as you can go. I feel your balls slap my ass and it makes me tighten up even more.

You pull me up by the throat, and begin your rhythmic thrusting. Hand still wrapped around my throat, squeeze, let go, squeeze, let go, in time with your thrusts. I can feel your chest against my back and it makes me so hot, I can barely contain myself. I start to buck against you, and this only serves to increase your thrusts. You've got one one hand on my throat, the other slides down to my breast and squeezes and twists my nipple.
So fucking close, I choke out.
You begin to fuck me now. Nothing nice about it, just raw fucking. Holding me up by my throat, other hand on my hip to better pull me onto your cock. Faster, faster, you pound your cock into my wet pussy.
Stars explode and I scream out, Fuuuuuccckkkkkk!!!!
You pound me, I can feel it building and then you come inside me. I grind and buck my ass against you, milking out every drop as we come down from our trips.
Breathing heavy we collapse onto the bed, you roll to the side and we stare at each other while our breath evens out. I smile and move over to kiss you.

What's your name?

Irony

New band Breaking Benjamin I also recently discovered and bought American Weapon  Click on listen. I liked them all, but Sweet Marlene the best I think.

Home because K is sick. He's sleeping, I am watching Slumdog Millionaire. It's good, but very sad.

So I mentioned that I had filed my divorce papers. It was a nice moment, but a little bit ironic. After 40 minutes or so, I got my turn at the counter and the clerk started flipping through all my papers.
"Raise your right hand."
Uh, ok (I raise my right hand)
"Do you swear that the information in these forms is true to the best of your knowledge?"
I do?
Full circle I guess. Starts with "I do" ends with "I do."

I miss you. I wish we could be together. I wish I knew how you were doing. The silence kills me. I wish we could touch, hug, hold, caress, entice, stroke, whisper, tantilize, whip into a frenzy then enjoy.

I miss you.

When they're made like that

You ain't ever gonna sleep at night.

Well they managed to go three nights in a row without getting up out of bed. For me, that's the whole week. Woohoo!! If you read this, you'll know why that's so awesome.

I got lots done today, woke up at 5:15am with F crying his head off. Luckily he went back to bed until just after 7. A little video shopping for the kids as a thank you for 3 nights. Lunch, dropped off the kids, a hair cut and was lucky enough to have him refresh the color. I mentioned the last color started fading within 3 weeks, which is a lot sooner than normal. So he did a refresh. Super cool. Then I bought some new bras and panties. Maybe we'll see more of those later. Then I came home and washed 2 cars, vacuumed, ran with the dog and then roomie got home and we ate dinner and watched The Princess Bride. She didn't recall ever seeing it so of course we popped it in.
The car washing was in a bathing suit, I was enjoying the 87 degrees with the breeze. Perfect car washing weather. I must have been doing something right, we live on a culdesac and there were cars making the rounds. I was entertained. Heard the song while washing car #2. It made me smile.
Tomorrow, a lot of nothing. That will be so nice. I am sure roomie will want to do some organizing. We've got plans with friends later for dinner. Should be a nice leisurely day. Just what you're dying to read about, I am sure.
It's midnight and I have been up a long time. So, nite nite.

Shopping

If you wanna come over, we could listen to the Darkside. This video is sexy. I love the slow dancing, the hand on the neck. Yum. I wanna do this with you.

I just figured out how to make my links open in a new window. Who knew I could edit html? Go me. This is much better because now you can listen to the song while you read. I have adjusted all the previous posts to make the links work this way.

I did some more shopping today. I got a lot of stuff. Here's a sampling.

I like this VS green suit because it goes smaller for sun bathing.

As you can see.



The scars are barely noticeable anymore.
I am in a jilling off mood tonight. Maybe I'll find something good to amuse myself.
Too bad there weren't any suggestions...
Maybe I'll just use this: One Eskimo, Kandi
He called me ba-by, Yum. Good making love music.
All night long.

This song is actually more likely to do it:
Man I love this song, it just makes me move my hips and everything else...
2:44 favorite part. I had never seen this video before. It's good that he shaved his head.
Bald is sexy.

New shoes

I got some new shoes, hope you like em.

I changed things up a bit. I see weird streaky lines in my eyes as an after image if I hang around here too long. And while the page fit the title, it needed to be updated. Hope you like it too.

38.5, 35, 39.5

Sexy Chick

Random thoughts for the evening:
Roomie is out until Sat, so I, at the very least, have access to the internet for a couple of days. She insisted we don't need 2 wireless cards, so I feel obligated to let her have the first go at the internet in the evening. Since we both go to bed around 10 - 10:30 this means she uses it for most of the time I am free to do it. Thus, no posts for awhile. Probably a good thing, I would likely bore my 1 follower (yay!) with the mundane.

Well, I am trying to become the new and improved me. I am still reading The Ethical Slut and it's really good. In this part I am learning how not to be jealous, or rather, how not to let jealousy take over. You just have to feel it, accept it and move through it. It's helping to enlighten me. I am glad I am reading it. I am finding it applies to parenting as well, so there has been much less yelling which is AWESOME. And something to feel good about at the end of the night, rather than wishing I had behaved differently. A step in the right direction.

I recently discovered that Alexa has been answering questions online at Formspring, which I am not familiar with. http://www.formspring.me/AlexaRPD It's so cool being able to send her a question (no account needed, sweeeeeet) and have her answer immediately (well ok within a couple of minutes). I think I sent 10 or so questions. See if you can figure out which are mine : ). Also she's been posting on her blog again, which I have been DESPIRATE to read, but unable. I haven't even linked to her on this blog because she had gone silent. I will link to her today. She's sooooo great and I LOVE reading her.

The kids stayed in bed 2 nights in a row now, so much easier than fighting with them for 2 hours. Yay. Maybe it's the new improved calm me helping the situation? I like to think so. But to give them credit, I think the "newness" has worn off too, which is great.

I filed for divorce on Monday and served him yesterday. He now has 20 days to respond, which he has said he won't. Which means I then count down until the 27th, and file for a default. Then we wait for a court date, but it will be final in 60 days. It is all still going very smoothly and I am glad I am taking it slowly and not rushing anything. I have been told I need to find a club like this. Maybe on the Cancun divorce trip? It seemed a bit more "entertainment" not like something you join, but rather something you watch. But hey, that's what divorce parties are for right?

Wanna know the difference between 6/8 and 8/10?
Roomie                Me
35          boobs    38.5
33          waist      35 (at the belly button)
37          hip         39.5
22          thigh      23
14.25     calf        15
12          bicep     11.25
138        lbs         150 (lowest I have been since I started college, 18 years ago)

We decided to measure and keep track since we're working out and running 3-4 days a week. It's a good system, I refuse to let her get out of running when we get home and then she refuses to let me out of working out. I can already see a difference in the arms, which is my worst area. She's got great guns and that's what I picture when I am feebly doing mine. But I am getting better, and Tuesday I did 2 pull ups when I hadn't even been able to get up, much less pull before that. I try the chin up bar every time we work out and she said one day, "You're the most determined person I know." I laughed and said, "After you right?" We're a good team. Maybe I'll take photos and post too. At some point I want to join in the HNT party.

More tomorrow after I've had time to enjoy the internet and all it's glory again. I am feeling disconnected and wonder what all my girls are doing.

Sookie

Temper Trap Sweet Disposition

I requested the True Blood series from the Inter Library Loan (ILL) and it FINALLY came on Friday. I watched one Friday night and am now all settled in for a long winters watch. I only have 2 weeks and since I have the kids for 1/2 the time that leaves limited number of days to watch. I got all my chores done yesterday since we had company over last night. Now laundry is on it's way, roomie left me waffles for breakfast (Happy Easter) and is off with her SO on a hike, I think. So I have the house to myself and luckily the dogs are locked outside. A female dog who is in heat is over to try and have puppies.
I am reading a great book, Ethical Sluts. I am really enjoying it. I think I'll make a post of it. I am taking notes of the parts that resonate with me.