Appetizer
What is your middle name? Would you change any of your names if you could? If so, what would you like to be called?
I'm not telling you my middle name. Let's just say it rhymes with my proper first name. I'd like to change my name to Cheyenne Autumn, which is what my mother wanted to name me. Instead, I got my father's ex-girlfriend's name.
Soup
If you were a fashion designer, which fabrics, colors, and styles would you probably use the most?
Most things would probably be black. Lots of leather, vinyl, some lace (undies), some silk and very sexy. Peekaboo spots that would just give a hint at the luscious goodies waiting to come out to play.
Salad
What is your least favorite chore, and why?
I hate organizing things in my house. I'm not very good at it which is why my things are scattered all over the house.
Main Course
What is something that really frightens you, and can you trace it back to an event in your life?
I'm terrified of my daughter being molested. I can trace it back to an event in my own life, and the very thought of failing to protect my daughter infuriates me. Did I mention my friends used to call me Mama Bear?
Dessert
Where are you sitting right now? Name 3 things you can see at this moment.
I am in my bedroom and I can see my TV (which needs to be dusted), my laundry that needs to be put away and my bed which I'm about to go to sleep in.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Yep, that's a size 14 noose...
I just need to purge some random shit that has been bouncing around my head for a bit.
The semester started on Wednesday, and already I feel the stress. Not from the work load that will eventually begin to pile up, but of the great responsibility that I signed up for.
I am a Club President.
And not just any club. We are a chapter. We have national affiliation. What the fuck was I thinking when I ran? I know what I wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking about how stressful this was going to be for me. I thought it would be a piece of cake, because I was the Secretary last semester and thought I could handle being President. Plan a few events, raise a few bucks, have fun.
I should have known better. I have planned great parties before. My very first Christmas party was a blast. I also stressed myself because I did all the decorating, made all the invitations, cooked all the food and kept things flowing. My first summer party was a Luau. That was an awesome party. Uninvited guests, cops, military flashbacks and a fight.
Now I have to delegate, which I'm not good at doing. If things aren't going as planned, I freak and snap and start doing Everything myself. Gods, what was I thinking?
The semester started on Wednesday, and already I feel the stress. Not from the work load that will eventually begin to pile up, but of the great responsibility that I signed up for.
I am a Club President.
And not just any club. We are a chapter. We have national affiliation. What the fuck was I thinking when I ran? I know what I wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking about how stressful this was going to be for me. I thought it would be a piece of cake, because I was the Secretary last semester and thought I could handle being President. Plan a few events, raise a few bucks, have fun.
I should have known better. I have planned great parties before. My very first Christmas party was a blast. I also stressed myself because I did all the decorating, made all the invitations, cooked all the food and kept things flowing. My first summer party was a Luau. That was an awesome party. Uninvited guests, cops, military flashbacks and a fight.
Now I have to delegate, which I'm not good at doing. If things aren't going as planned, I freak and snap and start doing Everything myself. Gods, what was I thinking?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
TMI Tuesday #117
1) Do you have/ever had any dating or sex superstitions? (Wear 'lucky jeans' on first date, always light a vanilla candle, etc.) If so, what are they?
I didn't date too much, but one thing I learned from Eddie Murphy - eat like I normally would. None of that salad and water junk for me. Give me steak and potatoes and beer.
2) If you were stranded on the old deserted island, and a genie appeared who could only grant you one wish -- to bring one of the following people to join you, who would it be?- your spouse/significant other- an unrequited love or some person you've had a crush on- an old/past love- your best friend
I'd want M to come so that way I could have someone to talk to, someone for sex and someone to calm me down when I freak out.
3) Tell us "weather or not" you're in the mood -- how does rain, snow, sleet, scorching heat, sweltering humidity etc. affect your libido.
I am not too fond of hot weather. I like to think of myself as a polar bear. I definitely prefer cold weather. Scorching heat and sweltering humidity definitely put the smack down on the libido. What better way to warm up when it's cold? :)
4) Are you a crying drunk, an angry drunk, a 'I'm drunk, let's screw' sort of a drinker? (And, if you do not drink -- which one of those things is the reason?)
If I'm with good friends having a good time, then I am a happy drunk. If I am pissed off at M, then I turn into an angry drunk.
5) Who turns you on the most & why:
the activist
the author
the care-giver/healer (nurse, doctor, masseuse, herbalist, chiropractor etc.)
the comedian
the educator (professor, teacher, mentor etc.)
the model
the musician
the politician
the scientist
I'll go with the comedian. M is a funny guy. He always sees the lighter side of life and always know how to diffuse different situations with a good laugh.
Bonus (as in optional):
Looking back, what's the one thing you've done which was supposed to be erotic, but didn't quite work out?
That would have been the time that I tied M to the bed. But it wasnt because I wanted a good time. It was because I wanted answers. The only thing I succeeded in doing was putting the fear of bondage into M.
I didn't date too much, but one thing I learned from Eddie Murphy - eat like I normally would. None of that salad and water junk for me. Give me steak and potatoes and beer.
2) If you were stranded on the old deserted island, and a genie appeared who could only grant you one wish -- to bring one of the following people to join you, who would it be?- your spouse/significant other- an unrequited love or some person you've had a crush on- an old/past love- your best friend
I'd want M to come so that way I could have someone to talk to, someone for sex and someone to calm me down when I freak out.
3) Tell us "weather or not" you're in the mood -- how does rain, snow, sleet, scorching heat, sweltering humidity etc. affect your libido.
I am not too fond of hot weather. I like to think of myself as a polar bear. I definitely prefer cold weather. Scorching heat and sweltering humidity definitely put the smack down on the libido. What better way to warm up when it's cold? :)
4) Are you a crying drunk, an angry drunk, a 'I'm drunk, let's screw' sort of a drinker? (And, if you do not drink -- which one of those things is the reason?)
If I'm with good friends having a good time, then I am a happy drunk. If I am pissed off at M, then I turn into an angry drunk.
5) Who turns you on the most & why:
the activist
the author
the care-giver/healer (nurse, doctor, masseuse, herbalist, chiropractor etc.)
the comedian
the educator (professor, teacher, mentor etc.)
the model
the musician
the politician
the scientist
I'll go with the comedian. M is a funny guy. He always sees the lighter side of life and always know how to diffuse different situations with a good laugh.
Bonus (as in optional):
Looking back, what's the one thing you've done which was supposed to be erotic, but didn't quite work out?
That would have been the time that I tied M to the bed. But it wasnt because I wanted a good time. It was because I wanted answers. The only thing I succeeded in doing was putting the fear of bondage into M.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
TAG!! I'm it!!
I've been tagged by my favorite rockin' chick, the beautiful AR!
Here's how it works:
Link to the person that tagged you, post the rules on your blog. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
7 Random or Weird facts about me:
1.I won't eat leftover Chinese take-out. The rice gets all dried out and makes me think of maggots. Eggrolls are evil the next day too. The grease gets all hard and nasty.
2.I used to listen to rap music when it was still a relatively new thing. I even made a mix tape. Now I know better and listen to metal.
3.My very first concert was the Jackson 5 tour. My best friend's father was in a line of work that allowed him to get tickets for dirt cheap. It was held at a stadium and they looked so tiny.
4.My first metal concert was Anthrax and Ozzy. I had floor seats, 11th row. At the time, I didn't know who Anthrax was, but was amazed that they were running around wearing an Indian headdress.
5.I've been noticing and appreciating more of the lovely female shapes around me lately. My wife Dollie and mistress Red are both more into girls, but they are with guys right now. Dollie says her Daddio is her "fluke" because he's the first guy to bring her to orgasm. Red says pretty much the same thing about her Bland Man.
6.For as loud and as obnoxious I can be, I am really very conservative. My own mother even calls me a stick in the mud.
7.I don't know if I mentioned this before, but I have this OCD thing about peeling things. I really dig it when a big huge piece comes off clean. I peel sticks of their bark, sunburns, nail polish, tape on any surface, stickers on any surface, wallpaper, you name it I'll peel it off. One of my current house projects is scraping the friggin' stucco crap off my hallway walls. They put that shit in the hallway, and the attic room.
Here's how it works:
Link to the person that tagged you, post the rules on your blog. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
7 Random or Weird facts about me:
1.I won't eat leftover Chinese take-out. The rice gets all dried out and makes me think of maggots. Eggrolls are evil the next day too. The grease gets all hard and nasty.
2.I used to listen to rap music when it was still a relatively new thing. I even made a mix tape. Now I know better and listen to metal.
3.My very first concert was the Jackson 5 tour. My best friend's father was in a line of work that allowed him to get tickets for dirt cheap. It was held at a stadium and they looked so tiny.
4.My first metal concert was Anthrax and Ozzy. I had floor seats, 11th row. At the time, I didn't know who Anthrax was, but was amazed that they were running around wearing an Indian headdress.
5.I've been noticing and appreciating more of the lovely female shapes around me lately. My wife Dollie and mistress Red are both more into girls, but they are with guys right now. Dollie says her Daddio is her "fluke" because he's the first guy to bring her to orgasm. Red says pretty much the same thing about her Bland Man.
6.For as loud and as obnoxious I can be, I am really very conservative. My own mother even calls me a stick in the mud.
7.I don't know if I mentioned this before, but I have this OCD thing about peeling things. I really dig it when a big huge piece comes off clean. I peel sticks of their bark, sunburns, nail polish, tape on any surface, stickers on any surface, wallpaper, you name it I'll peel it off. One of my current house projects is scraping the friggin' stucco crap off my hallway walls. They put that shit in the hallway, and the attic room.
I tag Bunny, Kate, She, Everybody's favorite Troll, Vixen, Raven, and Valyna.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Friday Feast 174
Appetizer
When was the last time you received a surprise in the mail, and what was it?
That would have been the year I got a birthday card from my paternal grandfather. That was the very first card that I can ever remember getting from him. My grandmother was a Jehovah's Witness and they never observed any holidays even though my grandfather wasn't a Witness.
Soup
If you could have a summer and/or winter home, where would you want it to be?
I'd love a winter home in Hawaii. My summer home can be right here at home.
Salad
Pick one: pineapple, orange, banana, apple, cherry.
Why can't I have them all in fruit salad? If I have to pick just one, I'd like a pineapple.
Main Course
Describe the nicest piece of clothing that you own.
My favorite suit jacket is a caramel brown with black panels and 2 small decorative gold buckles
Dessert
If you could forget one whole day from your life, which day would you choose to wipe from your memory?
I can only pick one day? I can think of several days I'd like wiped from memory. For now, I will pick the day that I learned that a former co-worker of mine was in custody of Homeland Security on charges of child porn.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
TMI Tuesday #116
1. Last week was "The Most Wonderful time of the Year", but what are your favorite 2007 memories?
The family trip to Toronto, going to dinner at the CN Tower and actually seeing the kiddles eat and enjoy fancy schmancy food.
2. What is the best thing you learned in 2007?
The best thing that I learned in 2008 is that I am a beautiful person.
3. On a scale of 1-10, how good was your 2007?
I give it a 7. Yes, I lost my job and almost lost my house a few times. But in the end I am happier for the decisions or actions that I've made and I don't regret any of it. I'd probably do it again.
4. What is your wish for 2008? What is your wish for someone else for 2008?
My wish for 2008 is to continue getting to know and like the person that I am. My wish for everyone else in 2008 is to be happy.
5. If you knew that you were going to die in 2008 what one thing would you do?
I'd make sure that everyone knew that they would get along without me. That sounds egotistical, but this really made me think. It made me think about everyday, little things. Like Baby Girl trying to climb up my ass any time we go out of the house. Like Boy making sure that I am going to be okay because he spent his birthday out with his friends. The kiddles know that I love them and believe in them. M knows this as well. When M's father passed, he took it really hard. I don't think that my death will be any easier on him, or the kiddles.
Damn, ya done made me cry.
Bonus (as in optional):
Do you make New Year's resolutions? What is/are your's for 2008?
I normally don't make resolutions because I don't normally keep them. I'm going to make some this year, and I'm going to keep them. Look for a list later.
The family trip to Toronto, going to dinner at the CN Tower and actually seeing the kiddles eat and enjoy fancy schmancy food.
2. What is the best thing you learned in 2007?
The best thing that I learned in 2008 is that I am a beautiful person.
3. On a scale of 1-10, how good was your 2007?
I give it a 7. Yes, I lost my job and almost lost my house a few times. But in the end I am happier for the decisions or actions that I've made and I don't regret any of it. I'd probably do it again.
4. What is your wish for 2008? What is your wish for someone else for 2008?
My wish for 2008 is to continue getting to know and like the person that I am. My wish for everyone else in 2008 is to be happy.
5. If you knew that you were going to die in 2008 what one thing would you do?
I'd make sure that everyone knew that they would get along without me. That sounds egotistical, but this really made me think. It made me think about everyday, little things. Like Baby Girl trying to climb up my ass any time we go out of the house. Like Boy making sure that I am going to be okay because he spent his birthday out with his friends. The kiddles know that I love them and believe in them. M knows this as well. When M's father passed, he took it really hard. I don't think that my death will be any easier on him, or the kiddles.
Damn, ya done made me cry.
Bonus (as in optional):
Do you make New Year's resolutions? What is/are your's for 2008?
I normally don't make resolutions because I don't normally keep them. I'm going to make some this year, and I'm going to keep them. Look for a list later.
Monday, December 31, 2007
What a Night!
Sunday, December 30 was supposed to be movie night. No one else from school was going, so I thought I'd be nice and hang out with Bubbles at her house. Since few people were going to show up, she made a change in plans. One of her other friends is recently married to an enlisted man, and they are moving to another state in two days. Okay, not a big deal to go out to a bar and have a few drinks. Until her friend Bricks decides she wants to go to DiveBar. So we get to the bar. Yay! Dollar drafts! Some guy starts hitting on Bricks and we all score free shots. Male Bartender gives us another free shot.
Two shots too many for me at one time. When I am drinking in public, I like to keep it toned down so that I can keep my wits about me. I like to keep the binges at home, where I know I am safe. I ordered fries and one more drink after an hour or so. I had stopped drinking at midnight. Bubbles kept going. Bubbles and her friends have this thing where they slap each other's tits. Bubbles decides she needs to slap mine. BAD idea because I didnt know the "rules" of the tit-slapping thing and punched her tits. HARD.
Bricks decided that she wanted to leave, and it's always best to follow this guideline - Arrive as a group, leave as a group. Considering that the Newlyweds are moving away, Bubbles wanted to stay. She also tried to convince Bricks to take me home. Bricks wants no part of it. And that's understandable, since she doesnt know me from a serial killer.
They go outside to smoke, and Bubbles calls me, screaming frantically. It sounded like she said they left. Since I can't hear what she's saying, I go outside. I see her in the parking lot, and she tells me that Bricks tried to drive away with her hanging half out of the car. Bubbles is very upset by all of this and keeps apologizing for Bricks. Saying things like "She's like my sister, what a stupid bitch", "I can't believe she did this", etc... She was so upset that she almost started crying. Then Bricks started blowin' up Bubbles' phone with texts, saying shit like "She's your friend, so she's your problem". It's one thing to feel uncomfortable about taking a stranger home, but one has to draw the line at acting like a cunt because you are a closet lesbian that wont admit it and get jealous when the girl you want wont leave with you. Bubbles finally convinces the Newlyweds to give us a ride, which is truly appreciated. Which also means that we have to wait until they are ready to leave.
At least there was a bit of entertainment during the 2 1/2 hour wait. A fight broke out, and one bouncer dude wound up pushing a woman into the bar. It looked to me like she hit her head on the bar, then slid down and hit her head on the foot rail. The men were dragged outside, and the female bartender got the woman to sit up. She was holding the right side of her head and her forehead. I think she might have broken her nose. She was taken away on a stretcher, while the Newlyweds were mocking her "She's not bleeding! She's faking it!"
Time to go yet? YES!! Bubbles asks me for gas money. Fair enough. Little did I know that Newlyweds only had planned to take me as far as Bubbles' house. They did give the money back, which is good because I took a cab the rest of the way but not before it was time for Bubbles to pray to the porcelain goddess.
Two shots too many for me at one time. When I am drinking in public, I like to keep it toned down so that I can keep my wits about me. I like to keep the binges at home, where I know I am safe. I ordered fries and one more drink after an hour or so. I had stopped drinking at midnight. Bubbles kept going. Bubbles and her friends have this thing where they slap each other's tits. Bubbles decides she needs to slap mine. BAD idea because I didnt know the "rules" of the tit-slapping thing and punched her tits. HARD.
Bricks decided that she wanted to leave, and it's always best to follow this guideline - Arrive as a group, leave as a group. Considering that the Newlyweds are moving away, Bubbles wanted to stay. She also tried to convince Bricks to take me home. Bricks wants no part of it. And that's understandable, since she doesnt know me from a serial killer.
They go outside to smoke, and Bubbles calls me, screaming frantically. It sounded like she said they left. Since I can't hear what she's saying, I go outside. I see her in the parking lot, and she tells me that Bricks tried to drive away with her hanging half out of the car. Bubbles is very upset by all of this and keeps apologizing for Bricks. Saying things like "She's like my sister, what a stupid bitch", "I can't believe she did this", etc... She was so upset that she almost started crying. Then Bricks started blowin' up Bubbles' phone with texts, saying shit like "She's your friend, so she's your problem". It's one thing to feel uncomfortable about taking a stranger home, but one has to draw the line at acting like a cunt because you are a closet lesbian that wont admit it and get jealous when the girl you want wont leave with you. Bubbles finally convinces the Newlyweds to give us a ride, which is truly appreciated. Which also means that we have to wait until they are ready to leave.
At least there was a bit of entertainment during the 2 1/2 hour wait. A fight broke out, and one bouncer dude wound up pushing a woman into the bar. It looked to me like she hit her head on the bar, then slid down and hit her head on the foot rail. The men were dragged outside, and the female bartender got the woman to sit up. She was holding the right side of her head and her forehead. I think she might have broken her nose. She was taken away on a stretcher, while the Newlyweds were mocking her "She's not bleeding! She's faking it!"
Time to go yet? YES!! Bubbles asks me for gas money. Fair enough. Little did I know that Newlyweds only had planned to take me as far as Bubbles' house. They did give the money back, which is good because I took a cab the rest of the way but not before it was time for Bubbles to pray to the porcelain goddess.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Friday Feast 173
Appetizer
Name 2 things you would like to accomplish in 2008.
Get organized and eat healthier
Soup
With which cartoon character do you share personality traits?
Yosemite Sam, cuz I'm the rootinest tootinest gun-slingenest orneriest cowgirl this side of the Pecos.
Salad
What time of day (or night) were you born?
6:24 AM
Main Course
Tell us something special about your hometown.
Even though our sports teams haven't won any Big Events, our fans are always loyal, and energetic and still love the teams.
Dessert
If you could receive a letter from anyone in the world, who would you want to get one from?
Eddie Izzard. But only if he's covered in bees.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Good Times
This week started out with thoughts of how the days were going to be spent between families, the actual holiday, and work. Here is what the week is supposed to look:
Sunday - grocery shopping, last minute Christmas shopping, laundry and house cleaning.
Monday - more last minute shopping, going to M's aunt's house for lunch, and then to my aunt's house for dinner.
Tuesday - make a big breakfast to torture the ungrateful children, unwrap the gifts (some of which will be wrapped while seriously buzzed or drunk), more house cleaning, trying to pry the children from their various gifts (or normal teenage Klingon cloaking behavior), turkey dinner and movies
Wednesday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
Thursday - go to MILs house, hope that no one gets into a fight, have dinner and come home
Friday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
Saturday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
I'm tired from typing all that...
This turned out to be the best Christmas Eve ever. I got to spend the evening with my mother's family. Something that I haven't been able to do since I was too small do anything more than think that I vaguely remember Christmas Eve at my Gramma's. I have pictures of Christmas past at Gramma's, but cannot actually remember being there. More on that later. Gramma, aunts and uncles, cousins, tons of kids - from teenagers to babies; all running around waiting for Santa. Good food, drinks, laughter, and family.
That's what it's all about. So here's to my readers - May you have a joyous holiday filled with love, laughter, and peace. I'm off to enjoy my sugarplum memories.
Sunday - grocery shopping, last minute Christmas shopping, laundry and house cleaning.
Monday - more last minute shopping, going to M's aunt's house for lunch, and then to my aunt's house for dinner.
Tuesday - make a big breakfast to torture the ungrateful children, unwrap the gifts (some of which will be wrapped while seriously buzzed or drunk), more house cleaning, trying to pry the children from their various gifts (or normal teenage Klingon cloaking behavior), turkey dinner and movies
Wednesday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
Thursday - go to MILs house, hope that no one gets into a fight, have dinner and come home
Friday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
Saturday - go to work, organize my various repository areas of crafty items, clean the mess that I made while cleaning.
I'm tired from typing all that...
This turned out to be the best Christmas Eve ever. I got to spend the evening with my mother's family. Something that I haven't been able to do since I was too small do anything more than think that I vaguely remember Christmas Eve at my Gramma's. I have pictures of Christmas past at Gramma's, but cannot actually remember being there. More on that later. Gramma, aunts and uncles, cousins, tons of kids - from teenagers to babies; all running around waiting for Santa. Good food, drinks, laughter, and family.
That's what it's all about. So here's to my readers - May you have a joyous holiday filled with love, laughter, and peace. I'm off to enjoy my sugarplum memories.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
TMI Tuesday #115
1. What is your favorite holiday memory from when you were a kid?
That would the year I got my Raggedy Ann, which I still have. She is homemade, and is about 3 feet tall.
2. What is the "naughtiest" thing you have ever done under a Christmas tree?
The only really naughty thing i can think of is not properly watering the poor tree.
3. On a scale of 1-10, how "good" were you this year?
Well, considering things that I've done, I'd give myself a 3.
4. How long have you been playing TMI? Regularly?
I've been playing pretty regularly. Although, I've been posting after Tuesdays lately.
5. What is the most embarrassing thing that happened to you this year?
I got fired for a stupid reason.
Bonus (as in optional):
Tell us a secret from your past that you would share during a "Nobody in this room knows this about me" ice-breaker.
I really hate "ice-breakers". The only ones I can think of for this category are ones that are shoved way back into the skeleton closet.
That would the year I got my Raggedy Ann, which I still have. She is homemade, and is about 3 feet tall.
2. What is the "naughtiest" thing you have ever done under a Christmas tree?
The only really naughty thing i can think of is not properly watering the poor tree.
3. On a scale of 1-10, how "good" were you this year?
Well, considering things that I've done, I'd give myself a 3.
4. How long have you been playing TMI? Regularly?
I've been playing pretty regularly. Although, I've been posting after Tuesdays lately.
5. What is the most embarrassing thing that happened to you this year?
I got fired for a stupid reason.
Bonus (as in optional):
Tell us a secret from your past that you would share during a "Nobody in this room knows this about me" ice-breaker.
I really hate "ice-breakers". The only ones I can think of for this category are ones that are shoved way back into the skeleton closet.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
The Nose Knows
While I am quite proud of being a non-smoker for almost 4 years, I cannot stand one fringe benefit - I can smell EVERYTHING.
Some things that smell great:
Freshly bathed babies
Baking christmas cookies.
The air after a spring rain.
Fresh cut grass.
My beautiful Wife's hair.
My beautiful Mistress' hair.
Some things that don't smell great:
Cigarette smoke (even though I used to smoke). I can actually tell if the person smokes cheap nasty cigs or the name brand.
Freshly bathed babies
Baking christmas cookies.
The air after a spring rain.
Fresh cut grass.
My beautiful Wife's hair.
My beautiful Mistress' hair.
Some things that don't smell great:
Cigarette smoke (even though I used to smoke). I can actually tell if the person smokes cheap nasty cigs or the name brand.
Weed. I can't stand that other students at my school have to stink up the whole entire room because they feel the need to smoke. I dont care if they smoke, I just dont wanna smell it.
My son's room.
My daughter's room
My daughter's room
Garbage
Greasy food
Sometimes, if I smell something really bad I have to go in search of the source. The fam will often find me sniffing around the house, in search of a smell that apparently only I can smell.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
TMI Tuesday #114
1. Are you done with your shopping yet?
Not quite. I have to take the Boy out to get gifts for Baby Girl and M.
2. What is your favorite sexual position?
all of them. LOL
3. On a scale of 1-10, how open are you to trying new sexual things?
I'll say 7. Just don't involve animals or children.
4. What present are you hoping to get this year?
Other than the Indiana Jones Box set, I've given up on asking for specific items for Christmas. I'd be happy if one of the monsters cleaned their room, or if someone made a homemade gift for me.
5. With your current partner (or your last partner) how often was the sex better than just good?
I'd say 7 times out of 10 the sex is better than good. It's just less often now. :(
Bonus (as in optional):
Can a relationship that you are part of survive on sex alone? Could it survive a prolonged period of abstinence?
I don't believe that any relationship can be called such on sex alone. I'd call it fuck-buddies. A relationship can survive a prolonged period of abstinence. I have proof. I'm in one of those relationships right now. Scheduling, privacy in the house, holidays, hell - just plain life gets in the way.
I gotta fix that!!
Not quite. I have to take the Boy out to get gifts for Baby Girl and M.
2. What is your favorite sexual position?
all of them. LOL
3. On a scale of 1-10, how open are you to trying new sexual things?
I'll say 7. Just don't involve animals or children.
4. What present are you hoping to get this year?
Other than the Indiana Jones Box set, I've given up on asking for specific items for Christmas. I'd be happy if one of the monsters cleaned their room, or if someone made a homemade gift for me.
5. With your current partner (or your last partner) how often was the sex better than just good?
I'd say 7 times out of 10 the sex is better than good. It's just less often now. :(
Bonus (as in optional):
Can a relationship that you are part of survive on sex alone? Could it survive a prolonged period of abstinence?
I don't believe that any relationship can be called such on sex alone. I'd call it fuck-buddies. A relationship can survive a prolonged period of abstinence. I have proof. I'm in one of those relationships right now. Scheduling, privacy in the house, holidays, hell - just plain life gets in the way.
I gotta fix that!!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
TMI Tuesday #113
1. Are you an early shopper or a late shopper?
Definitely a late shopper. I'll probably be late to my own funeral...
2. What is your favorite cartoon (current or passed)?
Bugs Bunny - particularly the episode with the little native guy.
3. On a scale of 1-10, how competent are you on home repair projects?
depends on the project. I try not to get involved too much, but I guess I would give myself a 6.
4. What is your favorite holiday tradition?
Making christmas cookies and eggnog.
5. Describe your favorite kiss? Do you give it or receive it?
Butterfly kisses are my favorite. I like giving and receiving.
Bonus (as in optional):
What is the best holiday gift you have ever gotten? Best you've given?
The best holiday gift I've gotten and given was late. My son was born on New Years Eve.
Monday, December 10, 2007
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Friday, December 7, 2007
Friday Feast 171
Appetizer
What was the last game you purchased?
No kids.
No laundry.
Johnny Depp
Lots of candles
Some big comfy chairs and couches
Lots of pillows
A few blankets
Some nice relaxing music
A big plate of cheeses, crackers and fruits
Some wine
Tons of books to read (for when I'm not screwing Johnny's brains out)
What was the last game you purchased?
God of War
Soup
Name something in which you don’t believe.This is a tough one. I believe in lots of things, I think I'll come back to this one.
Salad
If you could choose a celebrity to be your boss, who would you pick?Salad
George Clooney. And not because I think he's good looking (which he really isnt), but because he buys his assistants really cool stuff.
Main Course
What was a lesson you had to learn the hard way?The right way to evict a tenant.
Dessert
Describe your idea of the perfect relaxation room.No kids.
No laundry.
Johnny Depp
Lots of candles
Some big comfy chairs and couches
Lots of pillows
A few blankets
Some nice relaxing music
A big plate of cheeses, crackers and fruits
Some wine
Tons of books to read (for when I'm not screwing Johnny's brains out)
Thursday, December 6, 2007
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