Still, I am cleaning and writing reviews, even if I am doing it juiced on Theraflu and VapoRub and wearing a flannel shirt four sizes too big for me.
Blowjobs and snuffles
It’s bad enough my snootch is out of order, I don’t need a cold/flu on top of it, damn it!
And, man, let me tell you, having the snootch out of order is the suck. It’s like it’s sucked everything sexual right out of me.
Tell me…
….just how is a person supposed to blog or tweet or anything at all with this… this… cute… annoying… adorable… CREATURE… in their bed? That is all.
Sunday Laziness
Have I mentioned that I love lazy Sundays in bed? I do. This morning I got up, let the dogs out, made some coffee, let the dogs back in, grabbed my mug and headed back to the bedroom. Taylor was like… ”You’re going back to bed????” and before I could even say anything, he was
Absence Makes the Heart Grow…
Fonder, they say. But in the world of blogging I’m thinking not so much. I can’t help it, guys. I’m busy as hell lately and the ol’ blog is suffering. I don’t want to fill it with “oh, gee, sorry I’m not here, see ya soon” sort of posts but that’s exactly what I seem
lazy sunday
Ahh. Sunday. Lay in bed until you can’t lay there anymore day. Unfortunately I got cat hair in my eye and it’s now itchy and swollen and I look vaguely like a monster. I’m supposed to do a video review today so I’m REALLY hoping this goes away. Last night was good. Taylor and I
Mountains…
…of laundry. That’s what I did today. Mountains of it. Some of it even still smelled like campfire. I was just a wee bit behind on household chores. *blink* The resulting clean house, however, makes it worth both the incessant loading, unloading, folding, hanging, loading, unloading, folding, hanging, etc, etc and the ballooned up lip
Saturday Babbling
Yawnnnn Strechhhhhh. What a lazy Saturday. The laptop didn’t show up until almost seven last night. Talk about dragging out the anticipation. Sheesh. FedEx is a sadistic company. All in all, though, I was pretty impressed. I ordered it on Tuesday after the close of normal business hours and had it in my greedy
Just another lazy weekend
So I slept until noon today. It’s now a little after seven and I’m tired already. How can that be? I guess it’s all part of a lazy Saturday. You sit around, doing nothing of any importance, and it wears you out. Or maybe it was the large quantities of beer and karaoke last night.
A Spree! With a Dash of Inanity.
I don’t know what crawled up my ass today but I went to the store to buy new bras and ended up going on a freakin’ shopping spree. I came home with two pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, five tanks, three tees, five bras, eleven pair of panties and two pair of shoes.
A Little of This, A lot of Busy
Ugh. I haven’t written a "real" post in almost two weeks. Life has become exceedingly busy. Weekends are spent out and about, riding and enjoying the summer. And the weekdays? Work, work and more work. It’s been a long time since I put in anything resembling full time hours. And even though I’m working from
Busy!
I’ve got a totally busy weekend coming up so if I don’t drop in and say anything else I wanted to say hope y’all have a good one! Lots of fireworks and food on the grill and tater salad for everyone! I’m off to: clean my house, do all my laundry, buy a bunch of
Do-nothing-est Weekend Evah
I’m having the do-nothing-est weekend ever over here. Yesterday was so full of do-nothing, I can’t even remember what I did. Read some, I guess. Wrote a review. Cooked. (We had french toast and sausage patties for dinner last night. I love breakfast for dinner and I actually had real maple syrup in the house
FetLife, Snark and Oreos
So I log in to FetLife today – which I no longer do each and every day cuz I’m flippin’ busy, man – and the first things I see on my front page? “People who think dog rape is a-ok” and “Another day, another shoot at Kink”. Wandering over to my groups I found “Is
Some blah with a sprinkle of blahblahblah
I’m all… bleh today. The air conditioner isn’t cooling the whole house so I had to block off the kitchen doorway – which improved things a lot but now the kitchen and bathroom are stifling and I can’t work up the energy to get in the tub. Isn’t that awful? Added to it I don’t
Haphazard Thoughts
It’s fucking hot. Eighty degrees and muggy and humid and nasty. The Teen is sleeping. Taylor is sleeping. I know better than to attempt a nap this late in the day so I took a bath. Bad idea. Now I’m even more hot since I’m incapable of taking a cool bath. I have a freaking
Squeeee! New camera cures sad!
Well, I seem to be getting over my case of the sads. Did much talking with the kid and with Taylor and we resolved quite a few things and, in general, felt better for having talked so life is good. I also got my new camera yesterday. A new camera goes a long way toward
Up early. On Saturday. Something is WRONG with me.
Ten o’clock on a Saturday morning and I’m not only wide awake but I’m on my second 16 oz cup of coffee and have already done a blog post, a review, called my mother and taken the dogs out twice. Huh. Who’d have thunk? I’m, as previously stated, not much of a morning person. I’ve
Busy!!!
I have been so stupidly busy the past four days or so. Nothing big or super time consuming but lots of little stuff. Multiple important converstions going on at once, trying to organize my week and my house, the usual Teen issues and “take care of the family” issues that take up time. Dogs and
Morning Chatter (that makes little sense)
So y’all know I’m a housemouse, right? Being a housemouse, I have no real set bed time or wake up time. I get up every morning to wake up the Teen but he’s way old enough to shower on his own and get off to school without me having to stay awake —
Totally Vanilla Love and Stuffs
So last year (there I go, doing it again. I start so many blog posts with “so…”. It’s like I was in the middle of a conversation with y’all, got distracted and came right back to it like I never stopped. Heh) Anyhow. Last year, Taylor saw some guy giving away a shed on Craigslist
I feel good. I knew that I would.
(Were you humming along with the title? I was.) Taylor and I were talkin’ this morning. I was telling him about a blog I read and how I used to get all insecure when I read it, like I wasn’t doing it as “right” as this person was. How even when they had struggles it
“You can bury a lot of troubles digging in the dirt.”
So today I dug all the weeds out of my garden — which I didn’t plant anything in last year so it had a years worth of weeds in it — and threw down some mulch and planted some seeds in those nifty little dome things in the kitchen. Shortly I will have tomatoes and
Leonidas vs Hello Kitty!
Leonidas is my dog. You’ve all seen pics of my (rather large) puppy, right? Well, yesterday, I got my new Hello Kitty! vibrator from Babeland. I turned it on and Leonidas came prancing over to see what it was. So I touched his nose with it. And




