Busy, busy, busy!

I’m not the only woman on the planet who’s busy, but if anyone reads my blog regularly then you may have noticed a lack of new entries!  Ha!  Because my life has recently become very busy.   And I’m barely have time to live it much less write about it!

There’s the Vegas trip and the many blogs that came out of that!  The kids are out of school and my friend is working with me so there is THAT extra distraction.  I won another contest for a private concert at the Penthouse Party of 98.7 for tonight, which eliminates another evening of “I’ll get to it at the end of the day”. (But soooo worth it!)

And I’m ever mindful of the many things I still have on my mind to do.  The baby steps I must take in the four main goals of my life.  My Writing.  My Work sales quadrupled so I can double my salary.  My Finances fixed so I can Divorce.  And my dating life… well, that has a life of its own!

So bear with me, anyone who actually reads this, I’ll get to the many posts that are in draft form and get back to posting regularly very soon.  I just need a few more hours in the day.  Where did I put my time machine!

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Basketball!!!

I was not as good a fan of basketball as I would like this year.  Time wise I just couldn’t spend an evening at a sports bar enjoying the game.  And I haven’t met an fwb, yet, who wants to enjoy the sport with me.  But there is always next year!

Because the Lakers won last night’s championship game!  THAT I wasn’t going to miss, even though I couldn’t go to a sports bar to enjoy it with lots of fans.  I hustled dinner early and was comfortably parked with my laptop by game time.

Why my laptop?  Well, to be on Yahoo Messenger in case anyone wanted to chat.  Hell, if you haven’t figured out by now that I’m a compulsive multi-tasker then you haven’t been reading!  And I wasn’t disappointed.  Jimmy got online and we chatted throughout the game.  It was ALMOST as much fun as watching it with him would be.

And why is it fun to share this kind of experience with someone?  Just like with concerts and movies, its a social feeling to bounce your opinions off another person.  ’cause the beginning of that game was something I’d not seen before (remember I’m a newbie to enjoying basketball!!)  The first quarter was almost ghetto rough and I was amazed at that at this level of professionalism.  And the Lakers seem to be playing like shit!

When Jimmy got online to chat with me it was wonderful because I had someone I could say type “Arrghh!” to and get reassurance that its not just ME noticing that they are missing A LOT of shots!  And I had someone I could enjoy that last quarter with as the Lakers seemed to push hard to win.  By then my sons had been lured into the only room with television still on and they watched the game with me.  But I could tell they were only vaguely interested!

I did manage to find something to multi-task while I watched.  I sorted Legos.  My middle son has millions and the unique pieces he needs to complete a set seem to be impossible to find.  So I sorted all the special black pieces out from the regular black pieces.  Because I could do that with my fingers and barely need to look away from the television!  Brilliant!

Of course, during the course of the chatting, Jimmy and I had to discuss our favorite Laker.  His was Ron Artest and I had to agree that he was one of my favorites also.  He’s like the “heart” of pure basketball…  he plays the game without excessive strategy or ego or points, he’s just playing the game.  Caveat.. “in my opinion”!  lol.

But my real favorite, and if you know me and know the team, is soooo obvious.  My real favorite is Sasha Vujacic (which I’m assuming is pronounced Vu-ja-sic).  And I can’t help but nickname him Sash Juicy!  As a Cougar, he is an incredibly delicious looking cub.  But maybe its the hair, or maybe its that unshaven look which I adore sooo much on a man.  Because he’s not as sexy clean shaved, dressed up with  his hair slicked back.  Or maybe its those arms and imagining how strong those hands would  have to be to play professional B-Ball…  drool!

You be the judge… isn’t HE enough of a reason to watch the Lakers?!

Well, he is FOR ME!!

Sasha Juicy… yummy, yummy!

Of course, he’s like a foot and a half taller than me!  Then again.. I like a man on his knees…

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June

June is here.  And I realized that meant several things.  The kids were almost out of school and I hadn’t decided on whether to send the almost 13 year old back to public school.  Shit!

I realized also, that I needed to go into summer school mode.  Summer is where I’ve got the kids every day at work.  Summer is where I employ my friend, my employed- by- a- school- district- so- out- of- work- in- the- summer, friend.   So I have to organize work for her, school practice for the kids and some activity so they don’t sit in front of the t.v. all day.

And I realized my New Years Goals have not been achieved and the year is half over.  Granted, many of those goals and possibilities have changed just a bit, but the primary ones haven’t.  I need to take my writing career to the next level.  And I need to double my salary.

So recently I’ve been taking baby steps toward my goals.  Online dating had taken much of my time early in the year and the fun of it all had consumed most of my drive.  June reminded me that there is more to my goals than just wonderful sex.

I turned back to my unpublished book and started the last edit.  It took me three tries before the muse settled firmly on my shoulders and I worked my way through it.  When its done I’m going to shop it around to agents and if no one bites, I’ll self publish.  Maybe its the compulsive completer in me, but I just have to know if its any good.

And I’ve convinced the boss to spend the money to redesign the website professionally.  Her webmaster had been using templates.  Perfectly fine for our level.  Not perfectly fine to offer our dvds for instant streaming download, though.  Time to go big time.

Now I gotta implement it.   Designing it is the biggest hassle for me.  The rest is checking it and payment.  But I’m not the most creative when it comes to design.  I’m better with words.  I can tell you what I like or don’t like but I’m not that good with turning a blank page into a design.

Sigh.  Aaaand now I have to design a business card for “professional” author, Heather Barton.  Forced creativity.. wheee.


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Fishing!

Humor is subject to the individual.  And  it changes over time.

I was watching an old special from the 90’s.  Some of these women I recognized.  They had gone on to do much.  And some had disappeared… and rightly so!  They were terrible.

As it was a special there was music and bad routines from the hostess, and the jokes were pretty flat.  But there was one…

She was talking about Penis’s.  She liked them.  She doesn’t HAVE one.  But she does collect them.  Like a hobby.., you know, like fishing.  The small ones you throw back and the big ones you mount.

I died!


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Lucky Me (aka.. preferential details?)

I have two favorite FWB men I adore playing with.   They hit all four of my criteria perfectly in ways that I treasure.  Today I realized just how lucky I am to have found not only one but two men who just “do it” for me on so many levels.

They are so attractive to me, my brain goes straight into thoughts of sex as soon as I see them.  And that sex is WONDERFUL.  Not getting boring nor redundant in any way, even though we’re at a point we  just to go straight to what we both enjoy.

And they are fabulous company with lots of things in common between us to make time outside of the bedroom fun and enjoyable.  We may do slightly different things when I’m with one vs. the other but I think that may change.

Because I invited both of them to come with me to Vegas, thinking one of them might manage to get free.  (Cuz the trip is mid-week.) And both of them accepted the invitation.  You might think, “Uh oh, what will she do now!  And to some this might pose a dilemma but it turns out these special lovers are happy and eager to play all three of us together.

Like I said, lucky me!

What’s amusing, to me at least, is what I discovered about these two men as I was telling each about the other.   They have an unusual amount in common!

They both surf.  They both play acoustic guitar (well enough it sounds like music.. lol) They both own motorcycles (although one drives a Harley and the other a Sports bike).  Both divorced with two kids, a boy & girl, almost the exact same ages.  One is Hispanic who looks Italian and the other is an American Mutt (like me) who looks Hispanic!  And get this… they both work in the plastic industry.

So… I began to wonder… “Gee do I have a type?!”


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Blogging and comments

A little fun song for blog readers from bloggers.

Telling Dad

I suppose just having a blog makes me a blogger!  Although most people who comment on MY blog seem to be automated programs hoping to link sites.  But it doesn’t matter.  I blog because I like it.  I blog because I’m excessively opinionated with  not enough audience for my liking.

And hell, if no one’s reading it…  who gives a fuck!

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Kids and Money – Its working

So my system of teaching my kids about money is working.  The oldest (almost 13  now) can’t wait to get a job and make money.  The middle one was so excited about a field trip at school he woke up early, got ready so fast he was bored and decided to DO CHORES.  Independently!   I was so  impressed I raised his allowance!

And the youngest (who’s managed to somehow inherit my ability to say the funniest things!) … well, he did this.

On the way home in the early am from a play date one Saturday (the kids think I go to the gym 7 days a week now at the crack of dawn before they get up.) I saw a garage sale sign at the end of our block.  It listed video games as one of the things for sale.  So when I got home I asked who wanted to walk down with me and see if they had anything to buy.

The oldest and the youngest agreed and the 3 of us trudged down the hill to see the wares of the garage sale.  The oldest was disappointed that the video games were all for a system he didn’t have.  But the youngest found a little water ring toss game he thought was cool.

“How much  is this, Mom?”

“I don’t know, maybe you should ask them.”

Conor finds the teenage son selling the stuff and boldly interrupts.

“Excuse me, how much is this ring toss game?”

“Fifty cents.”

I watched Conor get crestfallen at the news and I grinned.   ‘Cuz I knew it wasn’t what you would think.  Most would assume he didn’t have enough money for the game.  I knew he had several dollars in his wallet, but what he did not have was “fifty cents.”

“Do you give change?”  He asked with just a worried note in his voice.

The guy heard, “Do you have change” and said, “Oh yea sure.”

Conor smiled big… just amazed at his good fortune!

You should see how excited he gets when he realizes he’d get a penny if he bought something for $1.99.. He’ll marvel, “They’ll GIVE me a penny!… For Free!”


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Not Exciting Enough

Well, it finally happened.

I finally got naked with a very sexy man and I wasn’t hot  enough.  Not hot enough to do what we’d both planned on doing that night.

To me it was comical.  Because lets face it, I’m 47.  I’ve had 3 children with 3 c-section births.  I work out at the gym but I’m not naturally athletic and I’ve only been doing the workouts for 3 years.  I look very hot in the right clothes, but you probably won’t ever catch me in a bikini!

So it was only a matter of time in my dating adventures that I’d spend the night with a man who could engage me  in hours of  conversation, naked, and not get an erection.  And no, he’s very much NOT gay!

My intuition was sensing this from him, ” that he liked me as a person, found me interesting and cute, but also found  me not really that sexually exciting.”  And he needed that, to get his participating member hard.  And due to his lack of response I found my desire to seduce him almost non-existent.  I don’t mind seducing a man who is contemplating sleeping with me, teasing a man who wants to sleep with me.  But seducing a man who’s reluctant to sleep with me.. well, no woman wants to expend the energy.

So I drove all the way out to him, too late for dinner or outside activities.  I gave him one of my enthusiastic, wonderful blow jobs and did NOT get an orgasm in return.  I even slept over in hopes of morning wood.  But alas, he’s such an anti-morning person there was no chance of that happening!

What I DID get was the surprising encounter of the reality unexpectedly dashing the expected myth about erections out of the water.  Most women assume men are always hard and horny and only their self control keeps them above rutting animals.  No, ladies, we are wrong.  So many factors that have nothing to do with us can affect that lovely hard-on.  Stress, lack of sleep, performance anxiety, distraction, health and age can all affect it.

This man was young (30’s), confidently successful, good looking with a nice physique.  And my impression was the women he dated were in the naturally hot category.  Most likely because of a combination of his looks, his success and his charisma.  I am NOT automatically in that category.  Who I am in personality and uniqueness is what often tips me a little into that category for most men, but not all.  And apparently this man was in the latter group.

My point to you, ladies, is that MOST men will see beyond your imperfections when you do.  If you see yourself as a Sex Goddess, they will also.  Or most will… or better yet, the ones who find your confidence and sexuality exciting will.

What’s amusing is the thought Mr. Charisma might be “worried” I’d call him!  I’m far too selfish to waste my time on a non-orgasmic evening.  Not for all the wealthy men in the world.

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Me and Canada

As summer nears and the thought of unloading my kids at a summer camp.  I’m reminded of my experience.  When I was 9, my grandparents paid for me to attend a summer camp for the whole summer, where my Aunt was working as a counselor.  So my parents put me on a Greyhound, alone, and shipped me to Dallas, Texas where I was to meet with my Aunt.  (Hey!  It was the early 70’s!  We trusted more.  Remember, our cars didn’t have seat belts!)

Was I terrified?  Perhaps.  But I had my trusty Children’s Bible (best thing about it was the red cover!  Guys… you know me and the color RED!)  and my mother coerced the elderly couple I was sitting near to “look after me.”   They must have done a great job as I barely remember the trip!

I do remember the religious revival in Dallas.  It was in a huge football stadium and everyone was on large blankets, singing and stuff.  I wandered about, just soaking it all in.  Again, alone.  And somewhere in all that I did lose my red Children’s Bible.

But this blog is about Canada.  Because after the revival my Aunt and her boyfriend (soon to be husband) drove me to Canada where they were both working as counselors at Camp Bil-o-Wood

The highlight of the long drive was the spin-out on a wet highway on-ramp.  Felt just like you’d imagine in the movies.  During that trip, was also the occasion I always remember as the earliest recollection I masturbated.  Since it was on that trip I shared a bed with my Aunt and realized I Couldn’t do it.

So I arrive at this camp and I’m the youngest person there and I don’t know anyone.  But I did manage to have fun.  It was one of those pivotal experiences.  I experienced the interesting phenomenon of desire over body pain as I pushed really hard at the end of a sprint race and got 3rd place. (Still very proud of that.. never happened again.) Got a bee sting for the one and only time in my life.  Experienced homesickness AND having it pointed out to the entire camp via announcement that everyone’s parents were coming for Parents day EXCEPT mine… thank you.  Ran crying to my cabin.

Had my first crush on a boy named Jim Crites.. so in love.  (and I remember his name because at 9 I was convinced I’d be marrying him so I spend A LOT of time writing our names together.)   Had my first LUST on a camp counselor.. Oh my, was HE hot!  And he took me fishing, just the two of us (and you know how I hate fishing) … so little Jim Crites was quickly forgotten!  (Funny.. I think most of the guys I lust after take a little after that counselor… long, dark, wavy hair… flannel shirt over muscular frame and not too lean… yummy!)  I swear he looked like something off the cover of a romance novel.. but I was NINE… who know what he really looked like.

I went skinny dipping for the first time at camp.  GODDESS,  it was glorious.. people should really do it more often.  It feels completely different in cold water than in a hot tub.  Hot tub makes you want to relax and sleep.. cold water just caresses your body.

It was at Camp Bil-O-Wood that I got to take care of a horse.  I learned tack and brushing and feeding and rode my little pony.  I adored him.  And learned more about riding than anyone else because while their horses walked, my little pony had to trot.  And when their horses trotted, mine had to gallop.  And while their horses stepped over something my little pony jumped!  Thrilling!

And I picked wild blueberries.. enough to bring a bucket back for the cook to make us a pie.  Of course, we were so full of blueberry already!  Did you know they practically grow on rocks.  I was astounded.

Little city girl that I was.. Camp Bil-O-Wood was a combination of torture and paradise.  I experienced almost everything every camp movie talked about without all the drama.   Okay, and without the axe murdering.   I’ll never know if THAT shaped my love of experiencing new things or just brought it out.  (Although it did nothing for my un-enthusiasm for nature.)  But half the time when I’m doing something there’s this little voice in my head taking notes, observing.  Wondering a bit about what’s going to happen next.

Because Life is like Camp.  Its a daily grind of routine (up with the bugle, make the bed, take a shower, get dressed, head to breakfast, listen to the announcements of what you’ll do for the day… etc.)  broken up with unusual surprises meant to give you “new experiences”.  Today, Cabin 12 will do canoeing and macrame.

Gee.. goodie.   Um… Let’s go skinny dipping again!

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Leverage

Have I mentioned my new favorite show?  Leverage on TNT.  It’s like a modern day To Catch a Thief with a new scam every week.

But more importantly, I adore the characters.  Its brilliantly cast and quirky enough to be really interesting.   I care less about HOW they are doing the scam and more about the way these thieves deal with being good guys.  And how these loner-types deal with each other.

And I will admit it.  I’ve got a lust-crush on Elliot.

He’s their muscle and I just stop and drool every time he’s on the screen.  Especially if he’s fighting someone.  I know its just beautifully choreographed exercise but watching that long-hair fly about while that hot body beats off armed guys  with just his fists.  Oh my, it does it for me.

And I know why.  Its the power he carries of being ABLE to do that which is the turn on.   At least for me.  It doesn’t hurt that he’s cute, built the way I like ’em and looks really hot in glasses!  I’ve realized about myself that strength is my aphrodisiac. Its’ why biceps are my favorite body part… they are the physical manifestation of strength to my hind-brain.   I enjoy a little padding with nice biceps for my eye and the ability to lift me easily.. for that “oh my” effect!

Strong, decisive personalities attract me the same way.  You can have the hottest body but if you are passive around me and don’t show strength in your personality, I’ll lose interest quick.  But a man who’s confident in who he is and what he wants and isn’t wanting a woman to take charge.. that’s the man my fore-brain finds attractive.

The ideal man for me appeals to both to my hind and fore brain AND heavy lust for me in return.  Add complimentary personalities outside the bedroom and you have a keeper!

Which is actually the formula most women are looking for.   Because strength and power will always attract females.. no matter how evolved we say we are.  Strength appeals to the hind-brain (lizard brain, primitive in us) and power appeals to the fore-brain (oh yea… we’re evolved! lol).

The real difference between women is how we see power.  Some see it as the ability to bring in lots of money.  Some see it as the ability to enjoy culture.  Some see it as who you know.  But most of us see it as a mixture of a lot of different things.

Yet the guarantee essence of male power is his confidence.  The kind of confidence that comes from a man who knows his own value and is proud of it.  We call it, “you like yourself” in shrink circles.  Sometimes it comes with age, sometimes it comes with achievement but women are attracted to that kind of man because when he sees what he wants he’s in touch with himself to know it.

It gives her the comfort that if he chooses to want her, he’s not just passing time.  Which makes him something of a draw for women.. in a “pick me!” sort of way.  Which is why, in today’s standards of equality, women are still attracted to power.  We’re just as busy and powerful as he is, so we’re looking for a man who won’t waste our time.

And can open the pickle jar.


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