After having one of the strangest Christmas nights I don’t care to ever repeat at any point in time let alone a holiday I decided my best and safest option was to stay home with family this New Year’s Eve. I know it doesn’t sound like much of a good time and perhaps I’m a bit lacking as a party animal this year but having a nice and relaxing evening with my bedmate and my...
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After an exhausting week of working through growing pains in dealing with stress levels of those we live with I find myself sitting in front of the fire, my Labradoodle sleeping, waiting for a sticky bun to come out of the oven, and a glass of espresso spiked eggnog next to me. Even if it is a warm 60 something degrees in December I am determined to keep the essence of December holiday spirit alive. Stress...
It seems with the holiday cheer and purchasing of gifts that even Jack Frost can’t be kept from delaying every gift I have purchased from being delivered on time. It’s the hardest part of Christmas for me… waiting. Even if it did begin trickling in the week of Thanksgiving. In the process I am still mending my aching body and I’m finding the bitter cold not being a friend....
I have been a little erratic with postings seeing as my thoughts and recovering has me else where. Ever since the end of November it has been a whirlwind of events. Formula 1 was in mid November and I worked more than my usual load. By the time five days was over I was exhausted and took a few days to recoup and get back into the swing of things. By the time I returned to work the following Friday...
A little surprise for both of us. It was just released that I have officially become a Pornsaint after a many years process. Pornsaints.org is one of the many projects I have been working with over the past several years behind the scenes. They are an organization that connects porn stars with artists from around the world to work together creating beautiful masterpieces. They are amazing with extremely...
The smell of a crisp Fall evening and baking apples with cinnamon fills the air this weekend as I attempt to pull myself together after this weeks events. All was going well, I was on track and dare I say even a bit ahead of the game when my work week began but Saturday would bring an abrupt halt to things. Saturday brought a humiliating experience for me. What may have been just part of being human...
There comes those moments in life that time seems to slip by without a notice leaving a trail of events in its aftermath. Waking up from what I call a time warp of existence leaves me wondering what drug the Sandman put in my sleep. It usually entails the loss of connection with friends and the to do list being tossed by the way side but somehow in this auxiliary universe I have seemed to accomplish...
I have slept for two days for what was supposed to be a harmless evening with friends, the movie premier of Machete Kills. Only I would find myself between the sheets of a man I never expected with a woman who embraces sex much the same way I do. Having had the restlessness of my wild child being woken some weeks ago I tried my best to keep her under wraps but my futile attempt ended as I walked out...
After a decade of time has passed the butterflies still return to my stomach each time I look at him. With the anticipation of the evenings events I apply the last touches to my makeup thinking back to the time my bedmate and I first met. It doesn’t seem as though 10 years have passed but the eve of our wedding anniversary is upon us again. He’s the only person I can’t help but giggle...
As I pull the fake lashes from my tired eyes I catch myself staring at my reflection. I have one of those moments of self-awareness. Wondering how I could have gotten so far down this path and yet I can’t imagine being anywhere else. I know it sounds a bit crazy, almost as though its purgatory but isn’t that what purgatory is? An in-between place of wanting exactly what you have yet not...
It’s Friday the 13th and I couldn’t think of a better time to write an entry. I’m one of those strange ones that actually am not afraid of the superstition surrounding this day. Actually I think it brings good luck and am always a bit lighter in mood. This week has been a bit unconventional for my world. In all my rambunctious years of sexual promiscuity I never bothered much with...