Act of Valor
|
Posted:Mar 11, 2012 7:53 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2012 8:23 pm
12027 Views
|
Today, I took my 10 year old to see the movie "Act of Valor". This is a movie he had seen previews at another show and had asked to see it many times. Honestly, I was against the idea mostly because I'm not real comfortable bringing my to see R rated movies. Sure I see other parents bring smaller to movies all the time I feel is inappropriate and I had hoped I wasn't making a mistake bringing my to the movies today.
I'm glad to say I was never any more wrong in my preconceived notions of this film. Against my better judgement and opinion, I was out voted by my and his mom on one of these War Games for the Wii. Like many fads, our went through this killing, guns and shoot em up phase. We are still in it but not nearly as bad. At one point, it really was getting out of hand as he simply does not fully understand what he is talking about and asking for.
His school has been fortunate enough to have several times over the course of this school year to have both men and women from all branches of our US Military pay a visit to the at his school. Each time, he comes home with lots of questions and information. When he was in his crazy stage of wanting to kill everything, his mom and I made him sit down and watch the film "Saving Private Ryan." Perhaps not the best or most appropriate movie but it go this attention and gave us the desired effect.
This movie he and i saw today did have a couple of scenes that are what to me gave it the R rating but again, I think it has altered his like image about guns and the job our military does. Now I know this movie was made for cinematic purposes but for him, it is real enough that he got the message. It also gave us a chance to again talk proudly about all the men and women who serve in our armed forces and the sacrifices they make. Not trying to give the details of the movie away, I'll say this; in one scene that my did not understand was when a soldier selflessly threw himself onto a grenade. I can't speak highly enough for the sacrifices our brave men and women make. The fathers and mothers. The brothers and sisters that each day put themselves in harms way with very little recognition or monetary gain so that the rest of us can continue to have the freedoms we so often take for granted.
I'm glad I was able to have and share this moment with my today. No parent ever wishes there off to serve in a position that might one day put him or her in harms way. But should my grow older and decide he wants to serve his country in any branch of our military, I will be one proud dad to stand beside my and support him in his decision. I'm just really glad it's a long way off form now before we have to worry about such serious decisions though.
|
|
|
3
Comments
|
|
Curious
|
Posted:Mar 8, 2012 1:10 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2012 8:26 pm
12214 Views
|
A while back, I began to notice almost a pattern developing. Like so many of us, I enjoy viewing different profiles and seeing the attractive photos and such. Often I'll even come across a profile that I find well written and even make the decision to send an email to say hello and introduce myself to them. Occasionally that even ends in what I calla friendship developing. So tuning into the page of who has viewed me is one of my regular pit stops when I visit the site.
What I've noticed is the same people viewing me on a regular basis. Now seeing the same people over and over isn't a surprise at all. In fact, it's almost expected. What i mean by that is even with the mass number of active profiles this place has, when it comes down to it, it's only a small percentage of people that really remain active. be it in the blogs, advice column or whatever it is they find interesting. It may be nothing more than chat or using a web cam.
What I do find that makes me curious is this. If you visit my profile more than three times in one week, does that not show some interest? Some of these I see, especially local members, if I notice you have viewed me several times, I'll send an email to say hello. But it's rare that I get a response back.
No biggie I say to myself. They have no interest in me. no harm has been done so I move on. Yet these same people continuously will view my profile but fail to ever make an attempt to contact me. Why?
I won't bite anyone... Well I can be known for a few nibbles every once in a while.  I'm not afraid to introduce myself to a new person. Be they just got here or have been lurking for some time. If you would like to know me, just ask. I won't expect anything from you and you don't need to expect anything from me. Except for one thing. You can expect courteousness and respect. If that isn't what you're looking for than perhaps I'm not the one for you to meet. I apologize as I will expect the same from you.
So go ahead... Don't be afraid. Take a chance and reach out to someone new today. You never know who you just might meet or how good a friendship can develope if you just let it happen.
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
The Good Ole days
|
Posted:Feb 26, 2012 6:58 pm
Last Updated:Mar 2, 2012 9:13 pm
11882 Views
|
Yesterday, I had the privilege of hanging out with an old friend of mine. We do'nt get to see each other very often but she has become one of my riding partners. We got to talk about days of past and of course today. In our conversations, we brought up the question about what ever happened to the good ole days?
She has a house full of teenagers and if that isn't enough drama, I do'nt know what is. We all went out for supper and during the meal, we somehow got on the subject matter of dating and meeting new friends. So that brought up the story of how I met their mom.
Some 15 years or more ago, the Internet was a much simpler place I think. If you described yourself as a plumber, you were a plumber. A lawyer, you were a lawyer. Doctor a doctor. We didn't seem to have some of the BS that you have today. When I met their mom, the job I held was 100% travel. I stopped counting days living out of some hotel at 348+ days the first year i was on the road. I didn't even have a home. I had a mailbox I used as my home address. After a while like this, it has it's toll on you. So I found the Internet.
Before blogs, there were BBS boards. I guess the closest there is today are chat rooms or IM programs. You would meet people from all over the world in these places. It really was an amazing thing. But in its infancy, the Internet was a very naive and honest place compared to what it is today. It was in places like this that I began to reconnect with people from home while I was away. I also met people in the cities that I traveled too.
The neat part abotu meeting online was knowing that at any moment we could turn the virtual friendship into reality. And we did! I've met many people across our land through the Internet. Including this young lady I'm talking about above. It even gave me great pleasure to tell this that when I met her, i was changing her diapers. I think she actually blushed.  Embarrassing teens can be so much fun!
Today, there are so many fakes and so much dishonesty. Motives are not pure or are unclear causing lots of distrust. It seems far more difficult to meet people openly these days. I think it's sad really. My friend described to me the dating site she's on that each of the men she has met from there all wanted something from her when they first met. She too misses the days when you talk to someone and decide to meet as friends and that what you are until it's time to take it to the next step.
So the question still remains. What happened to the days of innocence where people were who they said they were? The days when you didn't feel it necessary to do a background check on someone before you meet them. I'm not saying that finding good people isn't possible as it is but it sure seems to take a lot more effort today then in our past.
Happy hunting in finding what your are seeking.
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Carry On
|
Posted:Feb 26, 2012 6:39 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 10:45 am
11306 Views
|
Well I woke up to the sound of silence
The cars were cutting like knives in a fist fight
And I found you with a bottle of wine
Your head in the curtains
And heart like the fourth of July
You swore and said
We are not
We are not shining stars
This I know
Cause I never said we are
Though I've never been through hell like that
I've closed enough windows
To know you can never look back
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Carry on, carry on
So I met up with some friends
At the edge of the night
At a bar off 75
And we talked and talked
About how our parents will die
All our neighbours and wives
[ Lyrics from: http://VisionPersonals.com.com+on_20989899.html ]
But I like to think
I can cheat it all
To make up for the times I've been cheated on
And it's nice to know
When I was left for dead
I was found and now I don't roam these streets
I am not the ghost you want of me
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Woah
My head is on fire
But my legs are fine
Cause after all they are mine
Lay your clothes down on the floor
Close the door
Hold the phone
Show me how
No one's ever gonna stop us now
Cause we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we're miles away
So we'll come
We will find our way home
If you're lost and alone
Or you're sinking like a stone
Carry on
May your past be the sound
Of your feet upon the ground
Carry on
Carry on, carry on
-----------------------------------------
These are the words to a song I listened to today for the first time. It's by a group called "Fun".
The last verse and the chorus is what got my attention being as it is so appropriate for what has been going on in my personal life these days.
Keep your feet moving and Carry On everybody!
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
Such a Nice email
|
Posted:Feb 19, 2012 6:16 pm
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2012 8:16 pm
12088 Views
|
Well here it goes. Anothe rfake profile but this particular eamil was actually well written. I actually liked it so even though I know it's bogus, I had to send a reply. Just so you too can see that a few of these bot emails are pleasent, here is a copy of what I received today.
------------------
Email Received:
Hello how are you doing today?? Well My name is "Name Withheld" I am 34yrs old,I have one he name is "Name Withheld" he is 6yrs old , I am seeking and looking for serious and honest relationship.I am looking for a soul mate,a lover,a husband,a true friend all in one to spend the rest of my life with..Well i will like to know more about you i have picss for you when you come or you can mail me to tell me about you..i will like us to know each other as well i am writing to you hope to hear from you soon..Until then have a blessed day.
"Name Withheld"
----------------------
My response:
Well "Name Withheld",
Hello and thank you for stopping by. Sorry but you did fail to read my profile as you would have found out that I'm already married and that the things you are asking for just aren't available from me. I do however wish you all the best in your search. feel free to say hello anytime though.
----------------------
This just goes to show that even when it is bogus, send a nice email, you just might get a response that doesn't have to put anyone in the butt hole category.
|
|
|
5
Comments
|
|
What's been happening
|
Posted:Jan 22, 2012 11:33 pm
Last Updated:May 3, 2012 6:13 pm
13014 Views
|
Hello World!
It's been forever since I wrote my own blog. I've kept quiet with the exception of getting and making replies on various blogs and making responses to the advice line. That seems to be about all I can muster up these days. Even at home, there were a few weeks over the holidays that I was really zombied out. I really couldn't function. So I decided to open up a bit and let you know whats been going on.
I'm back in the job market again and it is scary as hell! I've been out of the job market for so long, it's hard to know where to even begin again. I've always found another job through networking and usually had a new job before leaving another one. Going cold turkey has been rather scary all in itself.
Since I haven't been working, at least the house is being cleaned and looking well. As good as you can keep it with all the DAMN pets we have running around this place. I'll be divorced if another one comes through my door!!! I've been able to have a bit more time with little man. Fixing his lunches, taking him to school, picking him up and doing all the others things that are required. I've decided that taking care of a is a damn full time job in itself! I don't know how people do it without help. Thank God we only have one!
I've been hitting the Internet and applying online but it's been futile. No results so far so that isn't working. Perhaps this week I'll hit face to face with the ones I've applied to online. I don't know... I've even seriously considered trading professions again. I just haven't a clue as to what direction to lead into. I'm really not into starting from scratch all over again as I've earned my way upwards but I'm willing if necessary.
So that is how my 2001 ended and my 2012 begins. Depressed feeling I've let my wife down one more time. Falling short as a dad again. Causing more stress in our wonderful home and the list of beat myself ups can go on and on. There is much to be happy about and I've said for a long time I was ready and desiring change. Well here it is in all it's glory. I do look forward to very positive things in front of me. I really do believe this has happened for good cause and positive growth and fortune are out there. I just hope my eyes can see it as it quickly passes in front of me.
For each of you, I hope this New Year has already brought you better fortunes and pleasures. I seriously to Thank all of you who take the time to keep in touch with me and provide me the support you have. You are a much valued part of my network. Even if I may never see face to face with some of you I still feel we know each other and am very grateful and appreciative of the significant role each of you play for me.
So there you have it. If something seriously positive... like a new job... pops up, I'll be glad to share it. But if you don't see me post much, at least you know I'm still trudging through. May tomorrow be a new day for each of us to blossom and grow with.
|
|
|
7
Comments
|
|
Rough Week
|
Posted:Dec 16, 2011 1:51 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2012 8:28 am
7129 Views
|
Sorry I haven't been around much lately. It's been a bad several days thanks to another work crisis. As a result, I haven't had much of a desire to be around lately. I'm sure I'll jump back into things soon but for the moment, I guess I'm taking a short break. Let's see how things pan out over the next few days. Guess I'm on hold for the moment. 
Anyone still interested in staying in touch, just shoot me an email and I'll gladly let you know how to reach me outside here. I'll still sneak in from time to time as well but I probably won't be posting much till this next head banger goes away.
|
|
|
0
Comments
|
|
What Will It Be LIke Part 2
|
Posted:Dec 7, 2011 12:57 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2012 3:35 am
7505 Views
|
This part is from her perspective:
I fell asleep last night having such wonderful thoughts of you. I was thinking about what you had written earlier - that we were laying on our sides facing each other. I felt your arms around me, pulling me closer to you, my naked chest against yours, your leg wrapping around me pulling my lower body all the way up against yours until I felt your hardness making me so wet with anticipation for you. I want to push you on your back and straddle you right then and there, but you won't let me. You continue to kiss me while one hand slides between my legs, caressing me and driving me wild. I get wetter and wetter, my hips are moving so fast against your hand and when you finally make me cum I am almost screaming. Now you turn me on my back. You slide down my body, and with your tongue lick up some of the juices you just brought out of me. You travel back up to kiss me deeply so I can also taste myself. As your tongue is inside my mouth, you gently slide your penis into me. I gasp. I've wanted you inside me for so long and it feels as wonderful as I remember. We try and take it slow at first. Long, gentle strokes in and out of my hot, wetness but the passion is too great for that to last. I wrap my legs around you to keep you tightly inside me Our motion grows faster. Our kisses more urgent. I am driving you to the edge, just as you are driving me. Your eyes, which had been staring right into my soul, close as I realize you are almost there, which is good because I am too. Your breath is becoming quicker, almost a panting. You whisper my name, call me baby, tell me it's about to happen just as my back is arching as I begin my orgasm also. WE climax together. It has never been more wonderful but it will get more wonderful -- each time we are together is better than the time before. We always grow together in our love and our passion. One day we will be together again. I will touch you, kiss you, stroke you, caress you, take you in my mouth, take you in my body. I love you so much.
|
|
|
4
Comments
|
|
No Nativity Allowed
|
Posted:Dec 5, 2011 11:54 am
Last Updated:Dec 16, 2011 3:26 pm
6459 Views
|
The Supreme Court has ruled that there cannot be a Nativity Scene in the United States' Capitol this Christmas season.
This isn't for any religious reason. They simply have not been able to find Three Wise Men in the Nation's Capitol.
A search for a Virgin continues.
There was no problem, however, finding enough asses to fill the stable.
|
|
|
7
Comments
|
|
To Busy For A Friend
|
Posted:Dec 5, 2011 9:26 am
Last Updated:Dec 16, 2011 3:26 pm
5253 Views
|
Too Busy for a Friend.....
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Afghanistan and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Mark's English teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.' After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon.
Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.'
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.'
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.'
Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'
'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I think we all saved our lists'
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
|
|
|
2
Comments
|
|
Once a Day BJ
|
Posted:Nov 29, 2011 5:35 pm
Last Updated:Dec 10, 2011 12:58 pm
5148 Views
|
This afternoon, someone asked me the following question. "Would I want a BJ every day?"
Now this made me stop and think for a minute. Being the typical male... Of course I want a blow job every day!!! What man wouldn't want that?
Then I got to thinking some more abotu it. If all I could get was a single BJ a day and that was it, would that be enough? I think not. I may not be the best lover in the world but I do claim to not be a totally selfish lover. Receiving a BJ from my girl is wonderful and something I enjoy but without being able to reciprocate the pleasure, how long would I really enjoy getting a one way BJ. I want to please her too.
There is also the fact that a BJ is wonderful but sometimes you need that pound and ground feeling of a woman's insides. I love the warmth of her insides and the flood of warmth when she orgasms. To see her face and you make love to her and give her pleasure brings satisfaction that I hardly know how to describe and give it full justice.
So back to the question of would I want a BJ daily. Yes I would love receiving a BJ daily but there has to be more. It can't stop there. It also has to go both ways. Her to me and me to her.
So what about you? Would you want to be the giver or like me, do you need to be both a giver and taker when it comes to loving your partner?
|
|
|
6
Comments
|
|
What will it be like?
|
Posted:Nov 23, 2011 7:42 pm
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2011 8:48 pm
5427 Views
|
This distance between you and me is killing me. I am in such need to see you and be with you right now. You are the only one that can relieve this emptiness inside me. When your first text came in today, others around me noticed that for that moment while I read your message, I left the room for a few minutes. Where had I gone?
I'm waiting till I see you again. When I do, I don't really know exactly how I will respond first. Will I reach out to hold you? Will I kiss you first? Will I even say hello? Will I even be able to speak? Only time will tell. But when I close my eyes, you're right here with me. I imagine I'll be speechless at first.
What I want and need right not is to feel my arms wrapped around you. I want to feel yours around me too. I want to feel your head pressed tightly against my chest. I want to run my hand up and down your back and feel every crevice. I want to run my hand past your hips and feel your bottom as I gently squeeze and pull you closer to me. Then I was to slightly release you so I can kiss your lips. I want to gaze deep into your eyes and see you look right through me. Who will speak first? Who will say I love you first? I think that would be me. How I've missed you. I'm glad your home.
As I carry you to the bedroom, I push you up against the bed. My hands are once again wrapped around you at the waist. I bring them up to your face and I hold you head as I kiss you again. I start kissing your neck and I reach towards the buttons on your blouse. Slowly I begin taking it off as I keep kissing you. With each layer of clothing that comes off, I kiss and feel each newly exposed skin. Nothing is left untouched.
Your skirt, I decide to leave on as I like the way it looks on you. I'm certain it won't stay on very long but I love the way it makes you look so hot! As I reach your panties, its obvious how wet you are. My excitement is growing as I press my lips against the front of your panties, I can feel the moistness and as I press my lips against you, you greet me back by pushing forward against me. I pull them off and I can't help but taste you! Just as I expected; Fresh as always! You must have been eating something sweet today. The moment my tongue slides down the side of your clit and down your labia, you take a big gasp of air and I can feel you tremble already. I think you have been missing me as much as I've missed you. You taste so good. As I keep licking and sucking on you, it doesn't take long before I hear you say those words I love to hear so much.
Once you reach your orgasm, and the flutters stop, you tell me to come up here and to slide myself into you. As I push my hard penis inside you, your mouth opens wide and lets out this beautiful moan. Your arms reach up to my neck and you pull me to you to kiss me. You place your mouth on my shoulder and then start to bite me as I feel your pussy flood with warmth as you start to cum again! Ouch I say as you release your bite. I laugh as you say you’re sorry. I didn't think you meant to hurt me with your teeth. I'm just glad that at that moment we weren't in a 69 position!
The rest will have to be continued another time...
|
|
|
6
Comments
|
|
Another Fond Memory
|
Posted:Nov 21, 2011 8:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 27, 2011 8:32 am
4911 Views
|
There are so many stories and memories you and I share. Some of the ones I love most are simple ones. You and I went to Steak 'n Shake. In fact, we ate there many times. The food was good. Not great but good. I still remember one night eating there and then getting an upset stomach by the time we got back to the hotel. I was having such bad cramps and was feeling embarrassed for not feeling well.
You never made me feel less than or inadequate. You simply let me be in the bathroom as long as I needed. When I came out, I laid down on the bed and you simply touched me. You ran your hands up and down my back. Your fingers would run through my hair with your fingernails sort of scratching/massaging my scalp. I knew you didn't have a real long time to stay with me as you had the girls to get back too. I hated that you had to go home as I so wanted you to stay the night with me. I don't think I told you how much I wanted you to stay with me. I know you would have if you could have. In spite of how I felt, you never made things feel rushed or out of place. You simply loved me.
When I turned over, my head was on a pillow. Your head was resting on my shoulder. It seems like you were always touching me. I loved it too. Not sure I really expressed just how much I loved you touching me. You ran your fingers through the hairs on my chest and you would nuzzle your face up against me. Giving little kisses while not really being a full kiss. You were so sexy when you did this. You were naked but as usual, hidden in all the wrong places! My arm was around you holding your back by this time. occasionally I'd stroke your back or hair. Or gently run my fingers across your face.
Your hands would still be running across my chest until you very slowly inched you way south. As you came close to my penis, you would graze it but never actually grab it. The sensations felt wonderful! I started to grow you gasped and said look at that! You asked me if I was feeling better and I replied I am now. Your hand grabbed my penis and I thought you were going to stroke it. Instead, you leaned towards it and slide it in your mouth. By this time, I'm getting hard as a rock. Once I reached your satisfaction, I could feel your momentum building as your breathing changed. Soon, you were sitting on top of me, making love to me. The truth was you had been making love to me ever since we were sitting in the restaurant. You took care of me when I didn't feel well. You let me rest when I needed to rest and now that I was awake, it was your turn to be pleased. I'm not real sure who was being pleased more. You or myself.
I love the look of your eyes when you make love to me. You don't look at me, you look inside me. You are always in so much control. Forceful but never forced if that makes sense. Your hands touch my chest or arms and even though I want to move them and grab you, you don't let me. You continue to ride me. I can see the tension on your face as your orgasm builds. I'm almost afraid to do anything for fear of you loosing that orgasm. You grind faster and harder until that gasp of air and flushness over your face come. It makes me so happy when you cum. The more the better.
You don't stop but only pause for a brief second or less. than you get back into rhythm. It isn't long before I'm ready to cum. I so want to cum inside you but I can't. you seem to know exactly the precise moment to let go. You never guessed. It was always at the exact moment. You get off of me and slide my penis in your mouth as I explode in orgasm! The head of my penis gets so sensitive. You manage to keep me in your mouth only making it feel better but never too much as to cause me to want to pull out. Once in a while you might tease me a little but only for a second. Then when I finished cumming, you would take most of it but would always save a taste for me to take. We always tasted good together. once in a while we were a bit on the salty side but never do I recall any distastefulness.
I know time has passed and some of the less eventful memories have faded but the memories are plentiful. I hope only to explore more soon. Thank you for being my better half in this life.
|
|
|
3
Comments
|
|
To link to this blog (openwm) use [blog openwm] in your messages.
|
|
|
| Sun |
Mon |
Tue |
Wed |
Thu |
Fri |
Sat |
| |
1
|
21
|
3
|
41
|
5
|
6
|
7
|
8
|
91
|
10
|
11
|
12
|
13
|
14
|
15
|
16
|
17
|
18
|
19
|
20
|
|
211
|
22
|
23
|
24
|
25
|
26
|
27
|
28
|
29
|
30
|
|
|
|
|
|
