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Archive for September, 2014

A woman’s touch

Every once in a while, I miss women.

There is just something so sensual about them.

I once met the most beautiful woman I could ever lay eyes on.. She was everything I could possibly want in a woman.. and more.

Of course this was all without actually knowing her.. but never the less.. leave me with my fantasy..


She had the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen with long, long lashes that made her eyes look even bigger than they already were


She had this cute, nervous giggle that made me happy all over.. it was almost a gasp rather than a giggle.


Almost like she was embarrassed that I could make her laugh.

She had unbelievably long.. silky.. tanned legs.. They seemed to stretch on forever.. It would be so easy to get tangled in those legs..


But the thing I noticed the most about here was the way her lips looked like they were in a permanent shy smile.. The kind that looked like she desperately wanted to say something for my ears only… the kind that looked like the words were to be whispered along the length of my neck


The kind that would leave a slight chill as they lightly grazed my ear lobe.

The kind I want to stare at all day long… as she tells me about the weather.. her hobbies.. the way her key shines in the sun.. The kind I want to lean into and feel just lightly graze my hair when she whispers her secrets to me..


As I slowly slide my hands up her silky thighs.. I watch her lips purse in anticipation of what is to come next.. watching my mouth come closer.. seeing her bite her lower lip awaiting my kiss

Sexy Lip

Inching closer and smelling her sweet breathe as I lean in and draw my own lips closer to hers for that first electrifying contact..


The most exciting moment of that kiss isn’t the kiss itself.. it’s the moment just before it happens.. when your mouths are a millimeter away from each others.. you can feel her hot breath on your skin.. you can almost taste her but not just yet..

That aggravating anticipation that screams “If you don’t kiss me now I might die”

That heated excitement of that on coming first contact when you can’t wait another moment.

The knowledge that it’s going to happen.. you are leaning in.. she is responding to your every movement.. she is yours if you just take her into your arms.. if you seize that moment and make her your own..

That fraction of a second that takes it from a fantasy to a reality.. that turns your want into a need..

The very last moment before her lips touch yours…

THAT is the best part of the kiss..

I doubt that this blog makes much sense as I’m high on pain killers thanks to a sadist of a dentist..

Perhaps it’s the Percs I’m that are making me miss women.. perhaps it’s just been too long since I’ve actually been with a woman..

For now.. I’ll say good night and probably forget that I ever wrote this..

Good night

1 good thing

Today has been a wreck.

I woke up late & had to cab to work. $50 I’ll never see again. Plus thay meant having to forego a shower.. so I can’t imagine what I smelled like to my customers & coworkers.

Being late I grabbed the first item of clothing I could find in the dark.. which ended up being my daughter’s sweater which contains 2% wool.. which I am allergic to.. so I have been itchy all day and am starting to develop a rash from it..

The owner of the company I work for did a tour of my location. Always fun to be silently judged by the COO

I messed up the important shipping I did today. I fixed it myself & called the person I needed to in order to correct the problem & ensure that the books didn’t show a double shipment.

Had a demanding customer have me make him 6 cash tickets while I was in the middle of a rush.

We were short handed at work today so no one got their full breaks today we were all sentenced to half hour lunches instead of 1 hour lunches.. at least I didn’t suffee alone in that.

And since I have been feeling ill lately I got myself a pregnancy test.. just incase.. because I don’t track my cycle.. which I really should.

I don’t know if I am pregnant or not as I haven’t taken the test.. but I forgot the clearly labeled box in my purse and a coworker saw it.. so I have a feeling that the entire circle of work friends I have.. all think I am pregnant now..

And the fact that I have been sick for a week now will blow that out of proportion..

But.. on the upside.. I got my only piece of photo id back.. something I have been searching for, for about a week now, and was about to give up and purchase a replacement for.. But thanks to a sweet old woman, I got it back.. that is one less thing I need to worry about..

Question of the day:
Not really a question.. more of a request.. tell me a joke or interesting fact.. I could use the cheer up.


Dear Rational Thought… I’m sorry

I am a rational person… I believe in science and ever growing knowledge through research, trial & error and a pure need to know the unknown. I have never been one to turn to the paranormal or religion to explain away things I don’t understand..

But there is one thing that I don’t understand.. And I am going to tell you about it right now. You can let me know your opinion good/bad/otherwise in the comments below:

I survived a house fire when I was 16.. 2nd, 3rd & borderline 4th degree burns all over my left leg & some 1st & 2nd on my right leg.

I woke up hearing my brother screaming at me to get up.. I mean screaming the panic in his voice shot me sitting straight up..

When I woke up I was surrounded by blackness & I couldn’t breathe… I looked down at my feet I saw the silhouette of flames around my feet.. Not the bright orange room with flames all around like you see in the movies. I didn’t know what to make of it at first.. until I realized.. it was a fire.. and I was sitting in it

I tore off the blankets, leapt off the bed and ran for the door. I collapsed right by my door and cried out in pain.. that is when my foster mom kicked the door in, grabbed me & dragged me out of the bedroom.

She told me to call 911 and evacuate the house while she tried to put the fire out. So I did.. I hopped downstairs and woke up the other foster kids and told them to get out of the house that it was on fire.

Went back upstairs and called 911 while my foster-siblings not believing me, followed me up the stairs to see what was going on. I told the operator to send a fire truck and they asked if we needed an ambulance and I kept saying “I don’t know if we do, mom they want to know if we meed an ambulance, I don’t know what to say”

She came into the kitchen and asked if my lungs hurt from smoke inhalation at all.. then looked down at my feet and realized that I had more than just smoke inhalation and took the phone out of my hand and told them to send an ambulance.

I stared at her but couldn’t focus on anything.. it was like I was watching her with tunnel vision.. apparently by this time shock was setting in because I was telling her I was alright and saying I just wanted to go back to bed.. I don’t remember that..

I remember being carried by fire fighters

I remember being asked if I knew where I lived.. a lot..

I remember them giving me T3’s when I got to the hospital..

I remember finding out I was allergic to Codeine that night as well when my skull hurt more than my legs did and my chest felt like it was imploding..

I remember being shoved down onto the hospital bed hard and a sharp pain in my thigh.. which I can only come to believe was epinephrine or adrenaline.

And I clearly remember hearing my brother screaming my name to wake me up and get me out of the house.. but the thing is.. he died 3 months earlier..

I would like to think of myself as a rational person.. but I honestly can’t explain why my brothers voice woke me up..

I am glad it did though because the firefighters & doctors said that judging by how bad my burns were.. I must have passed out from smoke inhalation at least once.

Question of the day:
What do you think really happened that night?

My new Blewtoof

So I got an awesome new blootoof and it is awesomely awesome in all its awesomeness.


Just so you can see how awesome my awesomely awesome my new blewtoof is here is a picture of it:


It has a clip built so I can clip it to whatever I want and listen to music anywhere I want without headphones!


And singing terrible Karaoke with!

So in trying to figure out how to use the damn thing I read the first booklet in the package.


Interesting… it weights 150 grams… how do it work it?

Soooooooooo… I kept reading…


Huh… what it it doesn’t come with a cart.. orĀ  stand… or anything else safety rule #12 has mentioned? What then? Am I going to need to worry about it causing me injury in a tip over?

I mean.. the thing is HUGE! Here is a photo with scale to it:


Ok… now I am worried.. I don’t think I want to use it when I am by myself… I know me… I WILL use it without a cart… and it will crush me… and it will be terrifying…


Truly terrifying…

But.. that won’t be a problem since I still don’t know how to use it…

So…. I keep reading and come across ANOTHER interesting tidbit of information..





All I have to say about that is:


There goes my midnight snack idea.. Or does it? Sure I can’t eat the battery.. but it DIDN’T say anywhere that I couldn’t eat the entire thing…

So after all my reading.. picture taking.. and blog making.. I still don’t know how to use it.. but I had fun trying to figure it out.

Question of the day:
What do you do to entertain yourself?

It’s not baby weight anymore.. pt 2

It is the 15 day mark today.. You thought I forgot didn’t you? Hahahahaha!

Welllllllll I did.. but something told me to weigh myself this morning so I did.

Original measurements
Bust: 44″
Waist: 37″
Hips: 48″
Arms: 13.5″
Thighs: 30″
Weight: 200+lbs

Dietbet measurements
Bust: 44″
Waist: 37″
Hips: 47″
Arms: 13″
Thighs: 29.5″
Weight: 203.5lbs

Todays Measurements
Bust: 43″
Waist: 37″
Hips: 47″
Arms: 13″
Thighs: 29″
Weight: 201.6lbs

Woo hoo! I have lost an inch in each thigh! My thighs are my own personal set of demons.

I really have nothing left to add to this blog.. just this: I am ecstatic!

Question of the day:
Would you care to share your diet progress with me?

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