Online Dating Tips for Men. Part 2 – Your Profile

So you’ve done a little research, maybe tried a dating site or a sex site and you’ve got your pictures all ready to go.   (See my earlier post on how to do pictures

http://www.heatherbarton.com/?p=2553

and I’m sorry it says part 2 is the email but THAT didn’t make any sense… obviously the next step is the profile!)

Next step is your profile.  Which all begins with your screen name.    Although I will say that for me picking a screen name immediately screeched me to a halt in this process when I first started.   Because in choosing this I’m actually choosing a new persona.  So I needed to give it some thought.  Obviously I couldn’t have it be my real name.  Yet I didn’t want it to be cheesy, either.  I wanted to protect my privacy as much as possible, without losing my self-respect in a made up name like Isohornygirl, or something ridiculous like that. (No disrespect to the woman who HAS that name, and trust me she probably exists, it just wouldn’t represent the level of woman I was representing.)

Now, do not, I repeat, do not choose a real name as your persona.  Don’t decide you’ve always wanted to be a Tamera instead of a Mary, a Scott instead of Marvin.  Remember these people you’re meeting will think that’s your real name and immediately wonder what else you’re hiding when you reveal its not.  And sometimes the people you meet end up as a connection that may not be dating but just as valuable.  Online dating is a great way to let fate/God/karma/ whatever you want to call it, bring people into your life that could benefit you.  In fact there is a high percentage of people who USE online dating to build their trainer/massage/DJ business.  So be aware of that when you’re looking at profiles yourself.  If that person seems too good to be true, its probably a fake or pro or someone with less desire to date than to just meet prospective clientele.

Anyway, once you’ve picked your name, most sites have a little  cute tag line for you to fill out.  The most humorous  one I ever saw was, “Of course its small, Catwoman, its a Bat dick.”  Which is doubly amusing when I got to play with that man and it was ANYTHING but small!  But he has a happy, goofy sense of humor & he’d been successful on the site long enough to take the seriousness out of the whole process.   And therein lies the tip.  You are hoping women are reading that line, not men.  So DO NOT go macho Stallone in any part of your profile, including the tagline.  Your ego isn’t what she’s looking for no matter if its a sex site or not.

Now writing the profile is hard but most sites do their best to help you through it by dividing it into categories of “About Me” and “What I’m Looking For”.   And just so you know this was just as difficult for me as for anyone.  While as a woman and can go on and on about myself, I’m also a writer and will therefore agonize about every freaking word.  When I helped my friend write a profile for her Match.com profile I realized it wasn’t just me!

The Profile is usually the most difficult part of joining an online dating site.  Few people think they can or should spend much time trying to come up with a paragraph describing themselves and their best qualities.  Men are especially guilty of this.  And it’s understandable really.  Short of a resume, when DO we ever do this?  Women often turn to their girlfriends for help, but most men don’t really have that option.  Yet taking this self-analytical step is crucial for the success of your online dating experience.

So if you don’t have a “girl – friend” to try to help you this is what I suggest.  Sit down with a pen and paper and start a list of “what I’m looking for.” Why this step first?  It gets your brain thinking and its the easiest.   Obviously you’re trying to find a realistic balance between your “fantasy mate” and “that horrible ex.”  And by realistic I mean get beyond any obsessions about physical beauty and negative stereotypes.   Just because she’s got a few extra pounds doesn’t mean she’s not a sexual dynamo and just because he looks like an average Dad doesn’t mean he’s not a fun surfer who loves all your favorite bands.   You can list what you’ve learned are your favorite preferences: certain height, blondes over brunettes, curves over model thin… but don’t start naming the actresses you lust over and don’t just write down “breathing” and consider it done!  No matter how true it is! lol  And after you’ve listed the physical attributes, start on the personality you’re looking for.

So after you have this list, you need to replace these specifics with generalities.  You want a man a certain height?  That’s a fair desire, but how about going up and down in your inches range.  Do not miss out on a wonderfully compatible man based on his height.  My perfect match turned out to be 5’8″ with an absolutely geeky picture!   The same applies to age.  I’ve met men in their 20’s & 30’s with just as much sexual issues that some men get in their 50’s.  And I’ve met men in their 50’s who can out-sex a man in his mid-twenties without any help from a blue pill.  What I’m saying is use the list to help you clarify your expectations and objectives for online dating.  Because once you get past listing the physical you’ll find yourself listing the deeper things you’re looking for.  And its those things you truly want to convey to a potential reader.  But don’t be cliche about it.  No one really likes long walks on the beach.

At first when I joined I just wanted to have sex.  But as time went on I realized what I was looking for was a friendship that included fun activities and hot sex with no expectations of a permanent relationship.  In other words I wanted all the fun of dating without any of the “where is this going” stuff that most relationships end up being about.  But I didn’t know that for the first month or so of the adventure.  Thankfully, once I did realize this it was easy to go back to my profile and modify it, adding words here and there to better explain my desires.   Amusingly I got better emails by clarifying what I was looking for.  And in reading the profile of men, the ones that listed out lots of specifics about what they were really looking for made my decisions much easier.  If I felt I COULD be that woman, even for a little bit, the profile became more a possibility.  And if he listed things I KNEW we wouldn’t be compatible with, it saved us both a step in the process.  (Like Country music or Harley motorcycles…  for me that’s a pass, for others that’s a plus!)

And don’t try to write what you think we want to hear.  I’ve often read sappy profiles that went on and on about “soul mates” and “the one” .   Or worse, samples of their “erotica” all thru the profile.  Sadly, some men don’t realize that women who read erotica aren’t reading the same style of stuff that men are!  You can tell 50 Shades of Grey wasn’t written for men.

So you have your list of what you want written out, expanded into generalities and pared down to what you might realistically find on the site you’ve chosen.  And you’ve worked it into a paragraph (or two, more is better) of “What I’m Looking For”    Now you need to start a list of “what I bring to the table.”  Don’t be shy or modest.  Put it all down.  Sing your praises!  Because you are most likely going to “lawyer-ize” it up by phrasing these qualities in a way that’s less boastful.  But you cannot do that if you don’t honestly acknowledge them first.  And don’t neglect the activities you enjoy.  She doesn’t necessarily need to do them with you but she will judge you based on them.   Surfer types draw me because of their natural combo of zen and daring.   Led Zeppelin lovers not so much as they’re living in the past not the present.  But for other women they don’t like the surfer type and love the man who loves the “Classic Rock”.  So listing what you enjoy helps her/him find a connection outside of the bedroom.

Because let’s remember that even when looking for sex, the women are still going to follow some of the basic rules of dating.  She’s looking at YOU not necessarily how fabulous your six pack looks in the picture.  Although I’m sure she’s factoring that in.  The same goes for your “tool”.   Boasting about its length and width goes about as far as boasting about the expensive car you drive or how much money you make.   If she seems interested and responds, you can mention it then.  Kinda like a “perk” if you will.

Sadly, few sites let you look at sample profiles of what will be “your competition” so to speak.  Which would be helpful in the beginning.  But let me just say, as a woman who’s looked at many profiles, less is NOT more.  You don’t need to write a long novel, but the more of you that you can put down the better.    Try to make it amusing or light-hearted if you can, but if it just sounds snarky or stupid erase those parts.  Yes, the more intelligent you sound, without sounding egotistical, the better.

After all, the opposite sex is looking to find a connection also or they wouldn’t be there.

 

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500 posts

I cannot believe I have reached post number 500 on this blog.

I began this journey with my first post on May 28, 2009 back when my life was so very, very different than it is today. It was at the insistence of my friend Gina, who every Thursday for an hour while our sons’ were at a class, I would make her laugh with my stories.   “You need a blog!  You are hilarious!”  she kept telling me.  She was apparently very convincing!

So I did it.  I paid for website hosting and started archiving the amusing stories from my past and my life and my unique perspective on things.  It proved to be a wonderful outlet and something to look forward to every day. “Did anyone comment on the blog posting?” became a constant hope, although few people actually did comment. Truthfully, I get more spambots than readers but I don’t really do much to market myself nor this blog.  Probably due to what I’ve realized is my serious lack of ambition!

Its been a long and interesting road since that first blog almost 4 years ago.  I tried my hand at writing; doing it by writing a novel & sequel (wayyy too long! lol)  and learning about the business and using the blog to hone my craft and find my voice.  In the process I discovered its a lot of work to publish.  Its fun to write tho, so I’ll probably still do it for fun.   Also, since I started this my children got a little older, I realized my life wasn’t on the track I wanted, I got divorced, I started dating.  Basically a life change when I realized I couldn’t live for the rest of my life in the mold made for others that wasn’t really me.  So I changed it and discovered more about myself and what makes me happy.

And I blogged it all.  Heeheehee

Well, at least until I got onto Facebook.  And THAT just kind of began to eat up a lot of my humor & need for attention!  I did get up to 100 friends and some of them DO read the blog, but like I said….  serious lack of ambition!

But can you blame me?   I’m actually out LIVING my life and not writing a fantasy of what I might WANT to have happen.  Not that I’m putting down authors.  They are different.  They are driven by the Muse and the need to write.  I enjoy writing, am not to bad at it (I like to think) but it doesn’t drive me.   Being admired drives me.  And to be honest I can get that from my friends, my lovers or strangers I sit next to and begin to chat with for 30 minutes or more!

Because when you like yourself, have a quick wit for the humorous, accept others for themselves with as little judgement as you can…. well its impossible not to be entertaining!

 

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Oh my…. how did THAT happen!!

Well, after probably 4 years and almost 500 posts my site got hacked.  I never thought it would actually happen.  After all, no one really READS the blog very much!  Why bother?!?  I can understand the computer fishers trying to generate links to other blogs/sites by posting fake comments on my site, they get paid for that.  And the Spambot handles those very nicely.  But a hacker?  Why?  There just doesn’t seem to be any profit or motive behind it!

Unless the profit was to cost me money as it took hours for my Webmaster to fix it and, of course, he’s got to bill me for that time.  And, of course, I’m sooooo made of money.

Hahahahahahaha….. that line just cracks me up.

So for a while there I didn’t post any new blogs.  I just couldn’t manage to find the desire to write.  Suddenly it was work and not a joy.  I started it to store my stories and get the out of my system the need to be recognized for my interesting opinions and ironic take of all the hilarity surrounding me of kids, life & men.

But it succeeded too much.  It seemed to replace the Muse’s need to write an actual book.  Which was most likely necessary as to write an actual book you have to submerge yourself into the characters and the world and my life is so busy juggling kids, work, house & men that submersion  means something is going to get ignored.  And it usually means that a large part of all of it will get only surface attention.  So I’ve been using the blog for that.

But the other day as I was on a date with a complete stranger and was “wowing” him with my personality I had a bit of an epiphany.  It was the sharing of me with the world that made me most happy.  And seeing how my humor brought smiles and sometimes “I never thought of it that way” looks to people’s eyes that brought my soul such a sense of “feet on solid ground” this is where I am my truest self.

The blog is a sharing.  But there is no feedback to it.  People SAY they read it, but if they do it’s sporadically and really I have no idea if they liked it, chuckled, agreed, disagreed.  Nada.   So most often if feels like a useless endeavor.

And right now I have too much “going nowhere” stuff cluttering my life.  No, I’m not stopping completely, but I won’t be posting as much.   The amusing point to me is I’m probably telling, oh, three people maybe. lol

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My (Ex) Mother In Law is ALIVE!

I know that title sounds pretty daffy, but I got the  most wonderful surprise a Wednesday ago when my Ex picked up our sons for his usual dinner.   Now when the pick up and drop off usually happens I’m on my laptop, watching t.v. so I’m not watching the car or paying any attention other than to yell a “bye!” back to them when they holler it up at me.

But my ears picked up the word “grandmother” when they got picked up and the phrase, “I’ll tell my mom you said Hi” when they got dropped off and rightly assumed my Ex was getting a visit from his mother.  And I was thrilled for the boys.

See most of my Ex’s family live in Wisconsin, where he’s from, including his mother.  And he rarely travels to see them since he’s more of a solitary type who’s done a lot of work to keep his family away from himself.  He may have done some growing since we’ve been divorced but I seriously doubt he’s done very much more than email contact during that time!  And during our 13 years of marriage he actively avoided his family, especially his mother.  So I ended up being the one who kept in contact with her, insisted we send the poor woman $20 a month to try and help her out (7 surviving children and she’s struggling to make ends meet and many of those kids are VERY well off… Republicans, sigh) and would chat for hours with her on the cell phone.

I loved her!  She was a sweet-hearted gem of a woman who only wished her kids happiness and to hear the news of the grand kids.   Listening to her stories of raising 8 kids as a city girl dumped into the farming lifestyle always brought out the, “Oh my, how did you survive it!” outa me.  Abusive, alcoholic, Irish Catholic husband with her a timid, self effacing personality, yet with a determined to be happy attitude.  How could one NOT love her!  6 boys and 2 girls & the oldest girl gets a kidney disease very young so now Marian was canning & gardening & raising kids & cooking & laundry & dialysis for her daughter & marriage-raped by night by the drunken husband.  It SUCKED!  (And he’s a total ass, met him and hope my kids never have to meet him again!)

The boys had a great time at dinner with their Grandmother and I told them all about how wonderful she is.  They also got to go on a hike with her on Saturday and Evan & Conor had a weekend with her.   They told me she got along with the Ex’s GF Bonnie and I wasn’t surprised at all.  Marian is a wonderful woman who wants her kids to be happy.  I know she’ll never understand “me” but she’ll also never hate me.  I’m the mother of her grandkids and she’s not the type of person to hold onto grudges or anger in any way.  And she’s just as accepting of a new girlfriend as she is of the old, cuz that’s just how awesome she is.

I’m thrilled she got to visit the boys since they haven’t seen her in at least 4 years.  And its nice to know she’s alive and well since I think she’s in her 80’s!

 

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Ringing in 2013

I peeked at my post for the first of 2012 and found that I had resolved NOTHING on last year’s new year.   Well, except to loose my few extra pounds and look hot for Coachella.   Which did and didn’t happen.  I didn’t loose the pounds but still managed to look hot at Coachella.  At least hot enough for Sex God & my friends and that’s all that matters, really.

This year its much the same.  As a matter of fact a prospective cub texted me a day ago asking if I’d made any resolutions.  I replied, “I don’t make resolutions, I live them.”  Although I liked his resolution… which he claimed was to sleep with me.  But he’s been “all talk no show”so I keep it pleasant but I’ve been down this road before with guys who SAY they want a Cougar but are actually rather terrified of it.  He’ll most likely never get a “you free?” text from me.  And whenever he sends me one I tell him when I’m free & to pick a date NOW because my calendar can sometimes get rather busy.  So far he’s never managed to do that in our conversations.  See… all talk, no cock.  Which is a pity as he’d be a nice new flavor.

Anyway, I’m glad I didn’t make any resolutions for 2012 as I’m not sure I actually accomplished anything except the Bankruptcy. Ha!  I AM hoping 2013 will be different, but we shall see!

Of course Sex God has a delicious hot bike & is scrumptious on it.

Although 2013 DID start out with the successful completion of two things on my lists of things to accomplish one day.   The first was take a real ride on the back of Sex God’s fast sports bike.  I mean “real” ride cuz a long time ago he took me for a little trip around the corner and even though I was thrilled and wanted to go, the actual ride was terrifying!  I felt I was sliding all over the bike!  I kept thinking, “THIS is why I hate leather seats in cars & love cloth, it grips my ass!”

Yet since then I’d purchased a helmet & jacket so I felt safer and Sex God got what they call a “bitch bar” which is a little back for the passenger on his bike.  And when he was over for New Years he came on the bike all equipped and asked if I wanted to take a ride.  I think I surprised both of us when I said, “Yea, lets.”

Maybe sunglasses will help me pull this off better! Ha!

I was still terrified, but also very determined.  Sex God is an incredibly safe rider and I was “precious cargo.”  I felt more secure in my boots, helmet, gloves & biker jacket (although I think I’d love to see if I could find some sexy leather pants! heeheehee) and we had the bar on the back.  If I was going to love speed, this was the ultimate test.  And I didn’t want fear to hold me back when it would all be over in a hour anyway.  So we suited up and did it.

And it was still terrifying.  But it was LESS terrifying than the first time.   I giggled as I realized it was very much like anal sex (or pot for some):   probably fun… but you need the right equipment and lots of repetition before it really GETS fun.

And in between the terror was boredom!   I didn’t use headphones to my iPhone for music cuz I was really feeling the need to pay attention.  But once we got on the freeway I had to actually consciously relax into the bike and the seat to try to be a good passenger.  (There’s a hell of a lot of wind resistance and I could feel the change of it if I just turned my head to look in a different direction.  And Sex God was adjusting having this wobble effect of a klingon on his back!)  Once I managed to relax there wasn’t anything left to do.  No talking, staring at the scenery & passing cars quickly got a little boring, so yes… music is very much a necessity!

Its amazing how much riding the bike was like riding a horse.  I immediately found my seat, found comfortable vice safe grips on his jacket and settled into a position that I liked which was the equivalent of me squatting with my elbows resting on my thighs.  Once so positioned it was easy to let my fear subside and adjust to the sudden speed changes that IS a sports bike.  I learned also that once you’ve gone over 75 on the freeway on such an exposed vehicle, going 35 down a street feels as safe as walking!

Although I’m a little disappointed I didn’t feel the sexual thrill I get riding in a sports CAR but I’m personally thrilled I’m not afraid to do it again.   Plus I think I might get that thrill should I actually DRIVE a motorcycle instead of ride the rider like a horse.

Oh and yes, I did mention I accomplished TWO things that first day of 2013.   Muahahahaha

All that talk of anal sex PLUS it being that time of the month for me, Sex God decided to initiate anal sex that night.  Not unusual for us, but since he’s never felt he could ejaculate doing it we’ve put it into the category of “for MY orgasms and not his.”   This primarily being the wonderful way he moves when he’s going to cum, which I adore, but may be a bit too rough on an ass.  So its often part of sex but not a beginning nor ending… a middle part lets say.

But everything was clicking and working that night so much so that at one point when he paused after one of my orgasms with him in my ass I asked, “Are you enjoying this as much as me?”  Of course I assumed he was, but sometimes the tightness is too much for an erection & he’ll go soft.   He reassured me by biting my ear and growling out an “Oh yes.” Like I said, everything was working and clicking perfectly and when I felt him close with his movements changed to the noticeable ejaculation pattern I relaxed and urged him on.  It was wonderful to finally achieve the goal we’d both so hoped we’d someday do of having him cumming in my ass during anal sex.  And I got out one more HUGE orgasm when he was over which he got to feel completely!

It was a wonderful “Day of Firsts” for 2013.

Although, apparently, cum acts as a bit of a laxative on me.   But I didn’t care… shit with a blissed-out smile on your face is a great way to ring in the New Year.

 

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Sometimes you just choose a favorite

Sometimes when I desire an escape I crave the assurance of a favorite book.  To jump into a world that I KNOW I already love with an adventure I KNOW stirs me and makes me happy.

There are only three favorites like that in my library.  But they have been favorites of mine for decades and I think I’ve read each one at least ten to fifteen times.  As such I can usually finish one in the space of 4 or 5 hours of straight reading.  Skipping over some of the description as the pictures have been clear in my head for years.

I break them out when I’m wanting a specific feeling from the book I read.  A specific escape that will make me cry with its quiet triumph moments.  And perhaps to re-connect a bit with the Heather of  my youth.  As these books were my favorites from high school.

Last weekend was such a reading escape frenzy.  I didn’t have a new book I WANTED to read, so as I was searching my library my eyes fell on one of my favorite three and I realized, just like a taste craving, THIS was what I was desiring.  So I started it off with Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonsinger.

McCaffrey has long been one of my favorite authors and I adore all her books.  Now that she’s quite aged her son had taken over writing her well know Dragonrider series.  He’s local to So Cal so I’ve met him on the rare occasion of attending a panel with him at a Science Fiction convention.  Very nice guy.  And he’s done right by the series, even though my “almost 50” taste is books has moved me to enjoy it less and less.

And Dragonsinger is the 2nd book in a trilogy.  The first one, Dragonsong, is very wonderful but its the second one that always makes me so happy inside.  Its a tale of a girl with a talent that her family doesn’t appreciate.  In the first book she runs off & by the end is found by those who appreciate it.  In the second book its her awakening to the value of herself and her talent in a seven day period of her first week at music school.  And its THAT which gets to me.   Of course its also set in a far away world with dragons & daggers & a whole lot of other wonderful things.

I finished that book with the usual box of tissues by well after 11pm on a Friday night and the next morning promptly picked up my second favorite, Robin McKinley’s The Blue Sword.  

This one took a bit longer to read as there were distractions from the kids throughout the day but by dinner I had well finished it.

Again the plot is about a young girl who doesn’t realize it is her very difference which makes her the heroine and eventually saves the day.  But my favorite scene is when she triumphantly returns home (to beg help to defend a narrow pass from the evil coming from the north) to friends & family who were dismayed they couldn’t seem to fit her into their prescribed idea of respectable.  And here she is not only dead but on an enviously wonderful horse & a coveted King’s Rider to boot.  (Of course she marries the King by the end of the book, but that’s the expected par for the course isn’t it!)  The style of McKinley’s book is a little like reading a Kipling.. if he were a woman. 🙂

The third of my favorite feel good reads I didn’t get to on the weekend as I’d set myself the goal of stripping the paint off the wood trim of a window a weekend.  I had that goal AND the goal of truly scrubbing my upstairs bathroom top to bottom including washing the tiles with Soft Scrub & a toothbrush to try and do in one day!  In any case I only managed to complete 3/4ths of by the end of Sunday.

If I’d not had that chore I would have happily delved into my favorite 3rd book.  Another one by Anne McCaffery and one of her more unknown titles.  Restoree is my favorite as its a wonderful romance different than any other.  An ugly duckling girl sees blinding lights and wakes up in a mental institution.  Everyone is goldenly tan, even herself, and many of her uglier features are gone, including her large nose.  She realizes she’s not safe & in charge of a hulking mental patient & tries to wean the both of them off the drugs in the food.  She manages it & it turns out he’s the regent for the king so they escape together.  Even crazier, she’s on another planet & has to keep her origins all hush hush.  My favorite moment, when they’ve captured a bad alien ship, found the coordinates to Earth & plan to send an envoy.  She blandly tells them they’d better go very carefully as HER world has missiles and if these bad aliens have been harvesting humans they no doubt have been fighting back!   I love her and, of course, she gets the sexy regent to marry her in the end.  (You know, for the green card!)

I have many books and series I adore both in and out of my library but none that I can whip through quick in a half day of self indulgent pleasure.   And these three will never get lent out.  NEVER.   Love them much too much to lose them.

I hope everyone has a favorite comfort read and I hope everyone gets the chance to indulge themselves in it at least once a year.

Happy New Year Friends

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Losing Hope

Losing hope is something MOST authors do to their characters when they end up writing a series.  They create some conflict for their characters to go through and grow through.  Conflict that often seems rather hopeless… bottom of the barrel-now I can crawl up out of it, end of the world-so now I can suck it up and achieve something… THAT type of hopeless.

And I hate it.

I hate writing it and I hate reading it.  After all, I LIKE my characters and the series that I’m in love with and enjoy reading…. I don’t WANT to see my beloved characters have so much drama or tragedy in their lives!  I want to enjoy reading more about them but does it REALLY have to be all about horribleness!

This just happened to me while reading the Karavans series by Jennifer Roberson.  The second one ended wonderfully and it took her YEARS to write the third and get it published.  And I’m about one third of the way through it and its become just a struggle to read.  The survival of the characters, in the peril they were already left in at the end of the second book apparently wasn’t enough.  Instead she had the “Gods” get crazier and devise even more ridiculous plans for our characters.  THEN she took away one of the surprise endings from the book by saying, “Oh that wasn’t THAT, it was the God wishing it into being.”  HUGE load of crapola that I suspect she’s using to be able to say later, “Nope… it was true all along Haha!”  Bitch.  I hate her.

Chapter by agonizing chapter she’s taken away ALL the joy and hope at the end of the last book and left not only her characters adrift but the reader also.  Reading it has become a chore.  When she took away the last good thing I knew I was done.

This is EXACTLY one of the reason I dislike writing.  People expect drama, bad guys and this amazing “growth” our characters go through to triumph.  Sucks.   And have you noticed how they also do this for television shows?!  I watch Grey’s Anatomy and I was right there with one of the main characters when, after the plane they were on crashed in the woods, she walked around convinced they had to leave Seattle.. that the hospital was cursed cuz EVERY bad thing in the world seemed to happen there.  I was agreeing with her completely!  If I worked in a hospital with that many tragedies I think I’d get a new job!!

The irony is we WANT stories where our characters triumph because that makes us feel good and we want to think if we were in that situation we’d triumph also now cuz we know how.  But to triumph they have to face the evil.  And when its a series, well, they have to come up with more and more evil.  So that one love finally gets together only to break up next season.   They finally find the long looked for object only to realize its a CLUE to a bigger object.  Insane.

Personally I prefer the parts where a new person meets the character and they have NO idea how amazing this character is, how powerful, and then they get introduced to it.  THAT is my favorite part in any book.

Of course, its also my favorite part in my life.  “You don’t know Heather?  Oh…. let me give you a little taste of Full Heather.  You will either love it or not understand it.  Either way it’s an experience.”

Happy Holidays everyone.

Now where’d I put that mistletoe?

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Sexual Base Jumper

I was posting on Facebook one of my fascinating little adventures when one of my friends commented that I sound like a Base Jumper.   His exact words were,

” I have to admit, I think you’re in a completely different universe to most of the world when it comes to sex.  You strike me as comparable to adrenaline junkies (BASE jumpers in particular) who are constantly in search of the ultimate high. They get an intense thrill in what they do. But the same launch point will never satisfy them on a constant repetitive basis. So they seek a new ride from many different places.”

He did say he enjoyed reading about my adventures & there was a bit of envy involved, which feeds my ego and makes me smile.   But I must admit it irked me a bit to link my desires & boldness to someone addicted to adrenaline.  I immediately flashed back to my doctor saying sky divers are probably bi-polar because of their lifestyle choice.   Rankles me just a bit.

Yet it IS very similar to the description I read once about the astrological sign Aries (of which I am one) “romantically flitting from one flower to another” and I’ve always thought that kind of applied to me.  Although I also assumed that was due to the fact that when a relationship didn’t seem to be progressing anywhere I would accept the fact, break up with the guy and look for a new possibility.

Now that I’m a Cougar and poly-amorous, happily dating others with the approval of my main squeeze, I look at relationships differently and can see how people can mistaken my enjoyment of the “NEW” for a need for exhilaration.  But it goes a little beyond that.

See, I’m an entertainer who doesn’t have the time to actually “entertain” on a massive scale.  (i.e.  go on stage and make a roomful of drunks laugh at all the hilarity of my stories gleaned from my amazingly quirky life.  Well… that IS the fantasy lol) I’ve said many times, one of these days I’m going to do it, but between raising my three sons, running a business & hoping to find the time to write here and there (even if its just a blog entry) well, not only do I NOT have the TIME to pursue the desire, I don’t have the money!

In my evenings I work on some of the mindless work tasks in front of t.v., on the weekends I try to catch up on household & yard chores, during the afternoons I parent the kids by helping with school & getting them to do their chores.   And in between that I’ll chat with a lover here and there, set up a meet with a new potential man or set up a date to enjoy some “Heather Time” and sometimes I’ll give a smoldering appraisal look to a sexy man I’ll see in passing.   So of course I’ll look forward to the occasional new man.  A NEW man hasn’t heard my stories, hasn’t realized the unique woman I am both in and out of the bedroom, hasn’t experienced the uncomplicated, non-expectation fun of a night with “easy to please” Heather.

A New Man has eons of “potential”

And I truly love it when they meet me and realize they’ve managed to find a gem in the dating world.   Someone cute but not crazy, someone who likes sex but isn’t desperate or needy, someone who’s happy with her life yet not sitting on a high horse waiting for that Prince to climb up & be worthy.   See I’m not an “I’m falling in love with you” gem, but a “wow, you think like a guy & yet, you’re so sexy” kind of gem.

When the New Man realizes all this their eagerness is addictive!  Their compliments are wonderful for my ego as a woman.  So, of course, I’ll often crave a dose of “New Man” once a quarter or so.  Hell, sometimes my lovers don’t see me for months & months and its almost like having a new man as they’ve forgotten how interesting they found me in the first place!  (Both Tongue God & Hottie fall into THAT category! Haha)

So when this Aries gets bored with the regular-ness of life, well, I add a little spice by opening my dating profile to see what New Men are lured down my wanton path.   Not really Base Jumping…. that would be, like, playing with a new man without a condom!

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Reputations…. can be wonderful things

Mmmm.... maybe day after day after day heeheehee

I find being myself and true to who I want to be, is an amazingly freeing feeling.  It doesn’t matter what others think of me as I’m secure that living my life honestly, even if that is different from the way others do it, makes me happy.  Yet being bold me, cougar me, seductive me, comedienne me, entertainer me as well as the usual Good Mother, Office Manager Exemplary, Hilarious Friend tends to lead to something of an interesting reputation.  Especially for the people who know, and still like, both those sides of me.

For example.  My Facebook friends tag me or post on my wall anything remotely naughty or Cougar related.  One of them, just the other day, messaged me that he saw an episode of Two & a Half Men where Ashton gets picked up by a Cougar who then gives him cab fare when she’s done with him…. and he immediately thought of me.  I joked with him, “As a MILF I’d at least send some choc chip cookies home with him!”

In flirting with another of my Facebook friends we were discussing the merits of vodka over whiskey and I almost type, “Did I ever tell you about the time 6 special forces soldiers tried to teach me the difference between whiskey & bourbon & Scotch?”

And I stop as that brings to mind a picture of me, lounging in a room, wearing naughty lingerie, surrounded by young, GI Joe types who are eagerly feeding me shot after shot of amber colored liquor.  Each wondering who I’ll choose to sleep with or if they’ll all get a chance.  Its a very delicious idea and actually not as “impossible” as one might imagine.  I’m certain I could easily arrange that.

If I wasn’t so busy being Good Mom. lol

 

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