Sunday, March 28, 2010

It has been a long time since I’ve written anything of substance here. I’m working on my focus and trying to find out how I can be happy or at least less depressed. I definitely hate to hear someone sound like a broken record so I’m sure y’all feel the same way. I’m not going to dwell on what pushes me into the abyss but rather tell you about the real and invisible hands that continue to pull me out of it.

My definition of “Friends with Benefits” means that the “Friends” part is as important, if not more so, than the “Benefits” part. I also find it more joyous to experience sex with someone I truly like. Sorry to disappoint but sex will not be the main topic here and I believe that this will be a long post. Will you read it, please? It’s important to me and you might just find it will be to you as well.

Change is the only constant. If you stop changing, stop moving forward, you’ll stagnate. I’d stagnated for a very long time. Stagnant water is not as beautiful or interesting as a waterfall, is it? I knew that things were not right in my life but I kept looking towards a day when I could perhaps make a life that was not only satisfactory but also actually enjoyable. Unfortunately, the best laid plans and the impetuous plans of man and woman tend to go awry in the most horrifying ways. The future I looked forward to was taken away and I was forced to look in a different direction. Basically, something happened to cause me to realize that unless I changed and moved forward I would die bitter, miserable and like my mother. THAT was not going to happen. But how to do this? I’d been sheltered. I was an automaton for years, how was I going to find a way to climb out of the rut? I cast a world wide net, that’s what I did. And I found friends.

But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one's deepest as well as one's most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely.  Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.  ~Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life, 1859

What prompted this introspective essay was a recent visit to Art.  He lets me “be”.  Art has no plan or agenda when I come to see him.  He’ll make sure that he buys beer that I like and will choose a movie he’s pretty sure I’ll enjoy. Other than that, he has no expectations.  This past visit was so peaceful and relaxing.  Neither one of us was feeling horny and or sexy.  I was a raw nerve because of my boss’s trial and he was just not feeling all that great.   Sitting around his house, talking about anything and everything, drinking and watching “Taken” was what we both needed that particular day.  We did some kissing and touching of hands but nothing that required either one of us to show and/or prove something to the other.  We could just “be”.  I can’t ask for a greater gift then being allowed to be myself and be accepted AND wanted for only that.  I hope that I return the gift to Art and others that want and/or need it.

In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.  It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.  We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.  ~Albert Schweitzer

Vincent is a friend/lover that I know only through the internet and telephone. Our friendship grew from the magic of electricity and the geekiness of Bill Gates (yeah, and Al Gore), may the Gods bless all scientists and nerds. During a very dark time, another friend led me to a site that was about horror, Halloween, Goth, etc. and there I met Vincent.&; Through PM’s then emails then Yahoo! Then telephone, he discovered that there was still a wee flame of life inside the zombie he was getting to know. Vincent is an extremely talented writer. He also is probably the most intelligent person I’ve ever talked with. He has a steel-trap memory and exhaustive imagination. Vincent is the first man that I had a relationship with that gave me trust in people. He likes me for who and what I really am. He thinks I’m smart, beautiful, sexy, creative and worth having a conversation with. He also believes that sex is only part of what makes a relationship. He, like Art, believes that there are many types of love but only one type of respect. They also believe that equality and balance fluctuate back and forth in a good relationship.  I always picture Vincent in a long, black leather duster, madly pumping bellows at a dying fire in a crumbling hearth, manically screaming, “LIVE, DAMN YOU! LIVE!”  I also like to think that unlike Dr. Frankenstein, he loves his creation.

A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ron and Amelia, both of whom I met online and in person are friends that I cherish.  Amelia and I are Yin and Yang.  I’m the rock, she’s the kite.  Regardless, we are deep, true friends.  Even if we never see each other in this life, my love for her and her love for me will never change.  She can piss me off like no other person and she has hurt me deeply but I love her still.  I once again must thank The Internet and Nickelback for bringing us together.  She was the first and so far only woman I’d ever had sex with.  While we both enjoyed each other, it wasn’t sex that was the first attraction.  The sex came from our mutual love and respect for each other.  Even though we are polar opposites, we respect one another for what we are.

People say that men and women can’t be friends.  I think they are wrong.  You can be friends as long as you are willing to listen, learn, accept, be open and be honest.  Actually, those are good things to do with friends of any sex!  Ron has become a close friend because of his openness, strength and his outlook on life.  He’s pretty amazing.  When the invitation came from my friend Wild and Ron to visit not long ago, I was definitely looking forward to seeing Wild again and very curious about meeting Ron.  Sex aside, it was the ability to say and ask anything and not be ridiculed or made to feel stupid that cemented my friendship with Ron.  He has lived a very open and rather interesting life.  While we are both around the same age, I’d lived anything but!
He is also someone who allowed me to just “be” and I so appreciated that.  He will ask my advice or opinion and I will do the same with him.  The best part is that we actually listen to each other!  We VALUE the others views.

It is a heady feeling to know that I have friends like Art, Vincent, Ron and Amelia.  They give my life reason and purpose.  I hope that in some way, I’ve done the same for them.  I also thank whatever Gods are smiling on me for friends like Wild, Moon, Buffy, Lady Lynn, Black Magic, Ghost, Cottonwoodman, J. Michael Brown and an very special ex-husband like Mulder but they are for other posts.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Toy Review - The Panty Partner

Recently, I had the opportunity to try out a unique toy from The Adult Toy Shoppe.  I want to tell y’all about different types of vibrators and toys – not the same old, same old.
The Panty Partner from The Adult Toy Shoppe is definitely different!

Completely hands-free, discrete and quite powerful for its size, The Panty Partner (or “Pal” as it says on the box) attaches to your panties with a powerful magnet and stays put while stimulating your clit and labia. Very nicely, I might add.  While I need really hard and direct clit stimulation to actually orgasm, The Panty Partner gave me a good warm up while I sat and read some erotic and a few favorite blogs.

Since this my debut review for The Adult Toy Shoppe, I went out and purchased a new pair of fancy knickers that complimented the cute purple star that is the visible part of The Panty Partner.  The pictures I took (I do wish Hubman, Emmy or Sex at Sixty were around because they actual photographers) show the little bullet vibes parts and the God-awful video (first time!) I shot should give you an idea of the sound.  Since it’s only one speed, the volume isn’t going to fluctuate and once it’s actually in position, it really isn’t very loud.

I wore The Panty Partner attached to just my panties while I sat to read.  It was comfortable and gave me a good tingly feeling around my whole vulva.  I sort of wiggled around in the chair to shift the location of the bullet then put jeans on and walked around a bit.  While the volume was diminished with the addition of the jeans, it could still be heard.  If I were going to wear this out, as an aperitif, I’d choose a fairly noisy place for drinks or dinner.

The Panty Partner uses 4 watch batteries, which are included as well as 4 spares.  The star is soft rubber over plastic and the plastic bullet is covered with a removable silicone sleeve.  The sleeve goes off and on very easily for easy clean-up.  Don’t use silicone lube.
You turn the bullet on/off with a simple push button on top.

Overall, I like The Panty Partner as a starter to more intense vibrations or intercourse.  It’s something different, reasonably priced and would make a fun gift. I’d like to try wearing it an hour or so before “the main event”, so to speak, to be ready for a huge orgasm.  I’ll let y’all know how that goes!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Very Rare Animal?

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

She's baaaaack!

I just found out that one of my all time FAVORITE bloggers is back writing again!  Please go say, "Hi! Welcome back!" to VI a/k/a Trixie!

Welcome Back Marilyn Monroe Pictures, Images and Photos

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Red Pump Day!

Red Pump Widget

*click it* to find out more, please!

Monday, March 8, 2010


Jerry Springer or Geraldo or maybe Phil Donahue once said, "If it was for Florida,Georgia and California, I wouldn't have a show."

Truer words were never spoken about Florida.  Here's a news report from today about one of the brilliant people that live in my state.

(March 8) -- Sometimes multitasking has its limits.

Such is the case in the Florida Keys, where police say a 37-year-old woman crashed her 1995 Ford Thunderbird into another car as she attempted to shave her bikini area.

According to the arrest report, on March 2, Megan Mariah Barnes told Florida State Trooper Gary Dunick that she was on her way to Key West to meet her boyfriend, and that she "wanted to be ready for the visit." So, police say she had her ex-husband, Charles Judy, who was riding in the passenger seat, take the wheel while she attended to her pubic hair.

The results weren't pretty. Going 45 mph, Barnes and Judy are said to have rear-ended a car that had slowed to make a left turn.

A day earlier, Barnes had been convicted of numerous driving infractions, including DUI with a prior arrest and driving with a suspended license. She had been ordered to impound her car, her license was revoked for five years, and she had been placed on probation for nine months.

Dunick told The Citizen newspaper that after the crash, in which two passengers in the other car were treated for minor injuries at an area hospital, Barnes drove for another half-mile before switching seats with Judy in an attempt to make it seem to police as though she had not been driving.

"It is unbelievable," Dunick said. "I'm really starting to believe this stuff only happens in the Keys."

"She was charged with leaving the scene of an accident," said police spokesman Lt. Alex Annunziato, "in addition to all the charges stemming from her earlier violations."

If found guilty of violating the terms of her probation, Barnes could face a year behind bars.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Scrambled Eggs -UPDATE!

Per my usual, I'm late with everything. It really bugs me because I used to be on top of everything. I do have an excuse this time that's pretty good - the flu that turned into sinusitis and bronchitis.  Anyway, here's some things I wanted to share.

Another Suburban Mom mentioned this on her blog awhile back.  Their Bad Mother is going to do some walking for her nephew Tanner that is dying from Muscular Dystrophy.  She is raising awareness of the condition.  Please visit her blog to read more.  I didn't see a donation button but y'all know what to do if you want to donate for a cure.

Babeland was having a contest to win a the beautiful Incoqnito Droplet Necklace that turns into vibrating nipple clamps but I think the Incoqnito line is just gorgeous (and so useful!) that I still wanted to mention it here.  If you *click* HERE, you can read the interview with the designer and HERE for the collection that Babeland is offering.  They are unique and really are lovely.  I can't imagine a woman who loves jewelry and wants some .... um, stimulation, not coveting these!  You have 6 months until my birthday.

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NEW BABELAND CONTEST!  31 DAYS OF FUN FACTORY TOYS GIVE-A-WAY!!!  Go check out the super easy contest rules!

Red Pump WidgetAnother worthy cause is The Red Pump Project.   March 10, 2010 is National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day. ( Actually it's the same day every year! )  With our long term memory loss and apathy, I don't think that we are still aware that HIV/AIDS is still a growing problem.  The lucious Ms.Cake mentioned it on her blog recently and I'm taking up the cause, too.  You can also ROCK THE RED PUMP by embeding the widget on your sidebar or in a blog on March 10, making note of the day.  *HERE* is an interesting article about the spread of HIV/AIDS that I saw on AOL today

I've also been remiss in my blog reading/commenting.  I'm sorry and will try to do better.  What a freakin' slacker I am!  I'm going to leave you with a picture that amused me.  Enjoy!  Go hit up all those links, 'K?


(People my age will get it!)

OH! How do y'all like my redecorating?