Friday, January 14, 2005

8 Hours And Counting...

Until I'm with XXX. So what am I doing to keep myself from going absolutly bonkers (I lack patience)? I'm trying to make a list of important things to remember to bring.


Sexy underwear (CACIQUE undies rock!) but not UNsexy undies (somebody shoot me if I ever consider purchasing a girdle like that!).

And personal lubricant (Astroglide is my favorite, but I have a sample of K-Y Warming to try, I'd like to get some of the ID Millennium to try also.)

Can't forget the sex toys. Can't forget B.O.B. (though my vibrator isn't silver) or my vibrating egg and the Magic Touch Bullet Mini. I will however be leaving the "Big, shiney, black hummer" at home. Kidding, I don't even own one of THOSE - that was just for Petey (No I'm not explaining, I'd rather you wonder). And this just scares me! Not going to bring the Ben Wa Balls either, to be honest, I've never really figured out what's so good about them.

Gotta remember the silk scarves and blindfold. XXX already has a lovely set of leather restraints so no need to worry about that. Not to mention a fabulous flogger and a nice spanker.

That should just about do it. A change of clothes, my bag of toiletries and a book to read on the plane tucked in there with the other things on the list. It's going to be a fabulous weekend.

Off to fold more laundry and pack my Astroglide, etc.

Saw this on my hot and sexy boyfriend, XXX's page.

You Are 23 Years Old


Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Of course this makes me acting just a couple of years older than XXX acts. As if!

It's Not Sex. It's ... :
Knocking Boots

I'm counting the hours until I'll be Knocking Boots with XXX.

And now for something completly different...

You Are a Boston Terrier Puppy

Aggressive, wild, and rambunctious.
Deep down, you're just a cuddle monster.

*snort* I figured I'd be an afghan hound or something else with lots of hair! Pitty they didn't have a 'what cat are you?' quiz since I'm more of cat person than a dog person. Oh... a 'what rodent are you?' test would be funny. Hmmmm I think I need some coffee...

Final Quiz - I promise

I Believe In a Thing Called Love by The Darkness

"I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!"

You played it cheesy and campy in 2004, but you know how to rock out.

*snicker* I do love that song.

Coffee now... need to get packing! 12 hours until I'm on a plane to XXX for a weekend of bliss!

Thursday, January 13, 2005

How To Rip My Heart Out Of My Chest
And Make Me Feel Unmeasurable Guilt

Wake up this morning coughing, with a fever and all, then disolve into tears because I won't let you go to school. And when your daddy gets back from the store with medicine for you, look at me with big hopeful eyes and say "Now I can go to school?" *sigh*

Note: This only works if you are a wee child. Adults doing this crap just make me homicidal and that causes me to consult literature on how best to dispose of a body.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Weekend In Paradise!!

This weekend I'm gonna be snuggling with my sweetie! I fly to SA Friday night and fly back on Sunday night. Ahhhh... a weekend with XXX.

In preparation for this fabulous weekend I got a book. Not just any book but a how-to sex book. Okay, it's not like I NEED a how-to book for that, we have some pretty spectacular sex, but ya know, there's nothing wrong with striving for perfection.

So what am I trying to perfect you may be asking yourself (or covering your eyes and running from the room in terror), why my oral abilities of course. I purchased a copy of The Ultimate Guide to Fellatio. Reading it now, will be practicing Fri-Sun, will let you know if it's worth the $... or XXX can let you know if it was money well spent.
My Trashy Ghetto Mamma Moment
Bullys Have Bully Mothers

I've been quite busy, that's why I haven't posted lately. I'm still busy and have much to do, but I have to tell about the bully on the bus and my run in with his bitchass mother.

Monday my sister was over dropping off some stuff we are e-baying (gotta pay that ticket somehow!). As she was still here at 3:30 pm we drove to the bus stop to pick up Super Girl. I got out of D's pimped out SUV when the bus pulled up, Super Girl came running off the bus saying "Mom! Mom! He's going to beat me up!" she was scared. I asked her who and she pointed to the bully who was harassing her last week. As we walked to D's truck I assured her no one would beat her up then I turned to the bully and his brother as they were loitering around to hear what I was saying. I told him to leave my kid alone and keep his hands off her. Then I told him to go on home - several times actually. The bully and his brother mouthed off a few times and I continued to tell them the same thing. The boys were now near D's truck, and the bully had a rock in his hand. D get's really tweaked about her truck. Her truck got broken into and vandalized in November so just mentioning that it MIGHT hail can make her hyperventalate. But I digress, she told the boys to drop the rock, get away from her truck and get their asses home. We got in her truck for her to drive us back to my door and the little brats were standing in the street playing chicken with her. After a minute it occured to them that it wasn't the best of ideas to play chicken with her gigantic SUV. Anyway we went on home and I told D that I was going to talk to the bully's mother the next morning and ask her to tell him to stop threatening my child and I would also call the bus service provider and talk to the bus drive.

Tuesday morning at the bus stop I'm waiting for the bully's mother so I can have a civilized discussion with her. As she gets to shouting distance she starts yelling at me asking why I was cussing out her kids the day before. I tell her I didn't cuss at her kids. She starts cussing me telling me how I can't cuss her kids and all the kids were saying that I had cussed out her kids and she didn't cuss her kids (which is a fucking lie because I've heard her do it) and she'd never cuss my kid and how I better never cuss her kid again or she would call the police (said Po-lease) on me. No I wasn't silent during this at all, I quickly realized that bitch wasn't listening and I started yelling back at her that I hadn't cussed her child, that he needed to stop threatening my kid or I would be the one calling the police. The yelling went back and forth for about 5 minutes, she finally shut her fuck ignorant mouth after I turned and walked away from her, but she was asking other kids if they had told their mother's that I had cussed them out and when they said no she said she was going to tell them.

So I call my sister when I get home after I cleaned my living room and calmed down a bit. I told her what happened and she mentioned that when she left that the bully and his brother were blocking the street again and I told her to call the managers of the townhouses I live in. She hung up with me and called them. She called back in 10 minutes and told me that my manager told her that in the future to call the police and her if the brats were blocking the road again as it's not the first time these kids have done this. The manager also wanted me to call her regarding that mornings incident. I explained to the manager what had happened, she asked me where the woman lived and then told me that that person had already been served a 30 day eviction notice due to other complaints about her unruly kids and that she had to be out by February 6th. She went on to say that if there were any other incidents of children blocking cars I was to call the police and her and this woman would receive a 24 hours to evict notice as the management has had enough of this family and them getting a criminal complaint would be the last straw. It was a very informative call as I learned that the new management that took over in September was working hard to get rid of Welfare Momma and others like her and working hard to keep good tenants like us. So apparently between October and the beginning of January there had been enough complaints regarding Welfare Momma's kids that they were given the evict notice. (I'm now wondering if the there will be a big block party when she's gone.)

But wait! There's more! When I went to pick up Super Girl from the bus I notice a mom standing out there that I had not seen before. After the kids got off the bus, I saw the mother talking to her son and heard her asking him if I was the woman who had swore at him. I stuck around as I knew this must be the mom that Welfare Momma had talked to. Her son shook his head no and she approached me asking if her son had been involved in an incident yesterday. I told her no and briefly explained that the incident in question involved an older child threatening to beat up my child and had nothing to do with John-John. She asked if I had spoken to that childs mother and I told her yes that the mother had been out yelling at me just that morning, but the incident was taken care of and had nothing to do with her little boy. She was satisfied and left.