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Posted:Oct 12, 2012 12:39 am
Last Updated:Oct 17, 2012 3:15 pm
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Is it the Jose Cuervo, or just the flavor of lime that makes a margharita taste so good to me? It has been my drink of choice for a good number of years now. Before the margharita I went through a rum and coke phase, and before that, I only had a pina colada on a rare occasion. Suddenly, as I ordered my second margharita, I wondered what it was about this drink that has made my drinking habit go from occasional to practically all dinners out and some at home. Or, is it me?
I occurs to me that this change in drink habit may coincide with the change in my sexual expression. It was about the same time I liberated myself sensually that I started enjoying a drink. Not that the two seem to have a connection to each other. I've never really drank with my VisionPersonals.com dates (except for the wine I licked off my lover). But perhaps the loosening of sexual inhibitions coincides with some sort of loosening of a hang up about drinking.
I know that alcoholism runs in my family. It is something I rarely speak of, but have since childhood been aware and afraid of. I have some childhood memories that still haunt me from time to time and alcohol over consumption was involved. I remember laying afraid in my bed, pretending to sleep, and hoping that I would never grow up and act like my mother.
As a and young adult I very rarely drank, but when I did, I realized I had a very low tolerance for alcohol. So, I didn't drink. In the early years of my marriage (like the first 20), it annoyed my husband that I wouldn't share a drink with him. He complained that no one likes to drink alone. So, over the years I ordered many a drink that got played with, sipped a tiny bit, and then discarded, just to be socially acceptable.
"Margharita on the rocks, no salt please", ordered with the tone of a woman that knows exactly what she wants. I even know that my tequila of choice is Jose Cuervo. And I know two will make me feel wonderful. Three will make me silly. Four will put me to sleep on the car ride home. And five, well that was a rare instance that helped me feel good on a night I was feeling lousy.
I guess it's safe to say that there is a lot more to it that the taste of lime. I suppose the attitude that helped me shrug my sexual inhibitions may also have allowed me to overcome my fear and hang up about alcohol. Whatever it was, last night I enjoyed two margharitas. Icy cold, refreshing lime, and just enough to make me feel wonderful.
By the way, just to be respectable.... I had the Diablo Shrimp Fettuccine. Shrimp with tomatoes, capers, onions, green chiles, spinach fettuccine in garlic cream sauce. Yummy, yummy, but too much to eat after sharing appetizers (Bang, Bang Shrimp and Mussels Josephine), bread and salads. So I took home a doggy bag.
I did eat my half of the complimentary bowl of ice cream (this gal can always find room for ice cream). And how can you be rude and say no to a gift. A 32nd anniversary wish.
So, home I came, all mellow and happy, ready for some sensual pleasures and sexual delight. My husband had prepared, he took 2 viagra (just in case). Unfortunately, he was stressed and emotionally restless so he put on TV, while I went up to prepare for bed. I knew I had lost when I heard him watching the Vice Presidential debate.
Okay, there is always Plan B. This gal is prepared. I took out a sampling of toys and played. And I fantasized, and I let all my hang ups come in and play. I used the big, long, black guy to fuck me deep. My ass welcomed "my lover", a white average size dildo. and a rocket vibe performed oral sex on me.
I died and felt wonderfully exhausted and blissful. I fell asleep in the loving arms of a guy from here that I want. (Maybe someday it'll be more than fantasy.)
Oh, at 2:30, my husband woke me as he sneaked into bed. We consummated the beginning of our 33rd year of marriage. He said I was awesome as he began to snore.
I think I want to play some more....
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All I Know
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Posted:Oct 10, 2012 7:31 pm
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2012 12:39 am
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I bruise you, you bruise me
We both bruise too easily
Too easily to let it show
I love you, and that's all I know
All my plans have fallen through
All my plans depend on you
Depend on you to help them grow
I love you, and that's all I know
When the singer's gone
Let the song go on...
But the ending always comes at last
Endings always come too fast
They come too fast, but they pass too slow
I love you, and that's all I know
When the singer's gone
Let the song go on
It's a fine line between the darkness and the dawn
They say the darkest night
There's a light beyond
But the ending always comes at last
Endings always come too fast
They come too fast, but they pass too slow
I love you, and that's all I know
That's all I know
That's all I know
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, as you read those lyrics can you hear the sweet sound of Art Garfunkel singing them? Now think, who wrote those words? Who?
I never gave it a thought before. I have listened to that song and loved it for what seems like my entire life. I guess I have always assumed that they were written by Garfunkel, if not, I would have gone for Paul Simon. No one else ever would cross my mind.
However, on Saturday night I went to see a performance at the Town Crier Cafe in Pawling by Jimmy Webb. I purchased the tickets for the evening although I had never heard Webb sing. What I knew about him is he had written a number of songs for Glen Campbell and I had seen his name of other albums (but I couldn't have told you which ones). I've come to realize that the reason I remember his name is the number of times it must have been on albums. The man is a prolific songwriter.
I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed the show Saturday. He sings well and to my surprise he is the writer of many of the songs that were my very favorites back in the 70's. "Both Sides Now", "Up Up and Away", and "Macarthur Park". His stories were captivating and hilarious.
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Feeling the sadness
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Posted:Oct 2, 2012 8:09 pm
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2012 3:52 pm
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I said good-bye so many times this year. It is always so hard. One good-bye always brings back the pain and sadness of so many prvious ones. Not sure how people in certain businesses handle it.
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Let's come up with kinky ideas for Autumn.
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Posted:Sep 20, 2012 3:39 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2012 2:14 pm
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I recently heard of a donut eating contest. The guys hold the donuts on their donut holders, and the ladies devour them. Sounds like a good reason for ending the summer diet.
What ideas have you to share?
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TGIF
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Posted:Sep 14, 2012 7:35 pm
Last Updated:Oct 15, 2012 8:21 pm
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Thank God I'm (going to get) Fucked
It has been a while since my husband and I had sex, but he is preparing for it tonight. An hour or two ago, he took his Viagra. In another hour or so it will kick in, and this wanton woman will get his cock in her wet and sluttish pussy. MEOW, I can't wait to be ravished and delighted.
And then, he'll rise to the ocassion again at about 4:30 AM. Only this one will be harder, and have more stamina. He'll want oral, and I'll get a face fucking. And he'll fill me with cum.
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Patriot Day 9/11
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Posted:Sep 12, 2012 1:50 am
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2012 2:39 am
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As is often the case lately, I have some thoughts and feelings to express, and nobody in my everyday life that I can share them with. In this case, it isn't due to nature of my thoughts, but rather the ambivelance of the people around me.
Yesterday was Patriot Day and although we observed moments of silence four times during the morning, we never recited the Pledge of Allegiance. New York State I believe regulates that each class do so each day, but the Principal has forgotten the past two days. I shot him an email reminding him, so hopefully, we'll do so today.
However, that really isn't what is bothering me. That was his bad, and there is nothing I can do about that. What is eating at me, is that I didn't notice. On Monday, it was pointed out to me afterschool. Yesterday, I was struck by it while driving home from work and Alan Jackson's "Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)".
I was stirred by the lyrics, and by memories of that awful day. As I listened, my eyes filled with tears and I had to pull my car over. I remembered vividly the first time I heard the song. I had also been in my car on a warm sunny day. My windows were down and the guy in the next lane (we were at a stoplight) was listening to the same station. In unison we each raised the volume of our radios and shared a moment. A quick glance around and I noticed others had also joined in. And, everywhere there were flags.
We swore we would never forget. But I worry we have. And I worry that we aren't passing the message along to our .
When I regained my composure and drove home, I looked for flags. Not many are there. In the year that followed 9/11, we saw flags waving on cars, plastered on as decals, flying on flagpoles, and adorning front porches. We saw the colors in all shapes and styles.
And yet, yesterday, I didn't notice that we didn't recite the Pledge....
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Sexual Bucket List
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Posted:Sep 9, 2012 3:57 am
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2013 4:52 pm
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I want to taste another woman's pussy.
I want to watch her pussy quiver.
I want to be fucked by a man with a 10 inch long and thick cock.
I want to be with 2 men at the same time.
I want to be restrained and brought to orgasm repeatedly.
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A Remedy For a Fitfull Night
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Posted:Sep 7, 2012 10:13 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2012 7:35 pm
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Last night I was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I had to be up by 5AM and it was already going on 3AM. My solution, rub the magic button. I held it between two fingers, and then rubbed it with a circular motion. It was so pleasant and mellowing.
I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock, with my hand still between my legs.
I want to thank the men that have taught me how to pleasure that little button. You each have a different technique, and each is wonderful.
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Labor Day
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Posted:Sep 3, 2012 3:00 am
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2012 7:36 pm
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Good Morning! I wish you all a very relaxing and content Labor Day. I hope you all have the day off. I plan to sack out in a recliner, watch a movie, and for dinner grill up some tasty fare. Then, before I head to bed, I'll lay out the outfit I will wear tomorrow, because vacation is over and it's back to work for me. Boo Hoo!
Time for school books (and the look of naughty school girl)
Time for the leaves to begin to turn (and lovers to roll in them)
Time for pumpkins (I heard a guy the masturbated in their seeds)
Time for cool air, erect titties, and Fall fun.
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The August 31, 2012 Blue Moon didn't do it, I'll have to wait 'til 2015 for the next Blue Moon.
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Posted:Sep 1, 2012 3:45 am
Last Updated:Oct 10, 2012 7:33 pm
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Blue Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue Moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold
Blue Moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
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When the earth shakes for you....
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Posted:Aug 27, 2012 3:12 am
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2012 4:53 am
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I don't want to make light of the earthquakes that occurred yesterday in Brawley, CA, after all, the only earthquake I'm aware of experiencing, was a 4 in October 1985. It literally, shook us out of bed, and has left me with a lasting memory of the sensation and no desire to ever experience that again.
But, the mind is suppose to wonder, ponder, and question; so, upon reading of the earthquakes of Brawley, I wondered....
If, at precisely the exact time the earthquake was occurring, a couple was in the throes of passion, would they sense the 5.5 earthquake occurring? How rigorous would the sex need to be? Would they need to be at the point of climaxing? If they were climaxing and sensed the quake, would they be able to continue, or would it be a mammoth coitus interruptus?
I'd love for you to share your thoughts on the topic.
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Perfect Weather
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Posted:Aug 14, 2012 1:27 pm
Last Updated:Aug 25, 2012 10:40 am
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There is a wonderful cool breeze today. I have all my windows open, which is unusual, there are very few days when we aren't either heating or air conditioning. I wrapped myself in a towel when I got out of the shower, but have since let it drop. The cool air just feels so wonderful on moist skin.
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