the kink has left the building

So you might have noticed that there’s been a real shortage of anything even remotely adult looking on this blog as of late. I can assure you that things aren’t quite that boring in real life, but I’ve found that I worry more about people reading it that know me… I dunno… in any case, I DO have big news for you. CLICK ME

and yes, that’s really me.

Yes – it’s Goofy Quiz Day!

Am I cool or uncool? [CLICK] You are Cool! You’re pretty cool! People look at you and think.. ‘wow.. that person is cool!’ Congratulations. Use your position wisely and teach the dorks below you a thing or two. There’s nothing like recruiting a cool person. Cool quizzes at Go-Quiz.com

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How to make a Calliah

Ingredients:1 part pride 5 parts self-sufficiency 1 part leadership

Method: Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of sadness

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Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

LOL This makes more sense

PARENTAL

ADVISORY

CALLIAH CONTAINS EXPLICIT LYRICS

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O-M-G

Your Icecream Flavour is… French Vanilla!

You’re a smooth and silky suave type! You exude class and you believe in tradition. A classical taste who doesn’t like things to be too flashy or showy. Climb the Eiffel tower of taste with a spoonfull of you! Oui Oui!

What is your Icecream Flavour?

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the little things

It’s funny, how the little things in life seem to make such a big difference. Yesterday, I was ready to pull out my hair. My 3 yr old was driving me NUTS. Under foot, asking 5 million questions. I’m pms’ing, so everything’s always amplified anyways durin that time. NO ONE was helping with her while I was trying to grill our dinner outside, and that just pissed me off even more. So I decided that after dinner, I’d jus t take off on my own for a little while, maybe go shopping or something.

Then we ate dinner, and we always eat all together at the table. And that simple act was enough to calm me, remind me of why I love them so much, and so no, I never left the house

We’ve been working so much on trying to get the various components of our business working – working together isn’t something that I recommend to most people. It’s very annoying, sometimes, especially with sensitive people. He gets annoyed if I ask him if he’s done something, etc. THAT annoys me. LOL It’s a viscious circle. But considering it’s my job to make sure things are DONE, tough.

So I’m laying in bed last night, waiting for him to come to bed, to spend some quiet time together. And waiting. And waiting. I’d been up most of the night before, so I was wiped out. And waiting. I was getting so pissed. Finally, he came to bed and we just lie there, talking. And he started rubbing my back… not really MASSAGING it, just lightly running his fingers up and down and around. It relaxed me so much, I was no longer pissed. Of course, I was no longer awake either lol

Happy Birthday to my ma’an

Yesterday was my honey’s birthday. I couldn’t POST yesterday cuz blogger was having fits, so here I am today. Day late & a dollar short.

It was a nice day though. I woke him up for some before-the-kids-get-up fun, then made breakfast and headed out to buy some stuff for him for his birthday. I’d ordered something for him, but grrrr , fedex decided to hold on to it an extra day. I’d bought a domain name for him, but the damn thing didn’t propogate in time. It just wasn’t my day for presents! I did manage a chocolate lover’s cheesecake, though.

Well anyways, we had a nice day, including THREE seperate playtimes! Not bad for a 42 yr old lol

We went out to dinner at this really nice place here in town. We even brought the kids, since our babysitter is MIA. Even that turned out nice, with my 3 yr old more fascinated in the fountain than anything else. The food there isn’t anything spectacular, though, but it was a nice reason to get all dressed up for something other than a funeral.

I even had a DRINK! I never drink, mostly because of the whole low-carb thing. I used to drink ALOT when I first turned 21, and I know that’s a GOOD reason why I gained so much weight back then. So I behave now. But the other day, I saw a drink made on FoodTV (she’s a lush), and it sounded low-carby, so I ordered one and it was delish! It’s called a Lemon Drop, and all it is is vodka, lemon juice & sugar. So I had them make it with splenda and it turned out very good.

The really good thing about this drink is that it knocked me on my ASS when I went to bed a couple of hours earlier. I slept so hard, and dreamed such a NICE, S&M’y kinda dream, that it was totally worth it LOL

I dreamed (I knew you were gonna ask) that I was at a party… and ALL the women were topless, including me (excuse ME?) – and I was playing with various people… was quite an interesting dream! Would have been even more interesting if my 3 yr old hadn’t woke me up crawling into bed with us this morning. Dammit lol

I think this dream stemmed from the fact that my women of bdsm group has actually picked up some activity and women are talking, sharing, etc. It’s been great.

Anyways, here I am. I did move my photoblog to another blog host, with a vanilla name, but I haven’t decided if I will leave it here as well. So you better take a look if you haven’t! LOL

~Me

what a difference a year makes

I’ve been noticing changes in my life, based on my blog entries from a year ago.

A year ago, my relationship with my hubby was so miserable. He’d come home from work so completely miserable and take it out on us. He’d not lift a finger to help in the house. He barely spent any time with any of us. He hated his life, and it sure felt like he hated us. I was angry, too. Not just at him, but at myself as well. Angry for letting him treat me/us like that. Angry that I couldn’t see a clear way out of the woods, and that I’d spend another 10 years like that. Angry that life’s too short to live like that – my grandmother lived with my grandfather for many, many years when he was just nothing short of a miserable bastard. I’m convinced it put her in an early grave. Why the hell was *I* living like that, and showing my kids that hey, this is just how life is. Deal with it.

I didn’t want to leave because I didn’t want the kids growing up without their dad in their lives daily. However, what was I showing them by staying? Duh on me, I know. I’m glad, though, that I didn’t make that step, because things DID get better. Those things got better and gave me more confidence to do stuff in my life that I might not have before. I know, I know – I’m a DOMME! I’m supposed to have confidence oozing from every pore, but yah… that’s bullshit. At a party, I’m able to DO that. But it’s not always that easy to do in my everyday life.

Now, I’m purposely getting out and meeting new people, volunteering to do stuff, trying to get my business in a place where it might just pay the bills.

So anyways, here I am … a year later. Happier – more comfortable financially than I used to be. Busier than I used to be. Did I mention… having more SEX than I used to be LoL

I’ve not been posting, I’ve just not having alot of interesting *stuff* to tell here. You know you don’t care about the other *stuff*, like life and whatnot!