Had to park the bikes today. The weather is getting too iffy, the chances of snow growing more likely every day, and they had to be safe and snuggled in for the winter
It’s a sugar in my coffee kinda day.
Summer. It’s almost over. I’m watching the days rush by me with a tinge of sorrow. I’m not ready for fall, certainly not ready for winter. This summer has been truly good and blessed. This summer I have: Learned to ride — and put 1200 miles on my very own motorcycle. Ridden that motorcycle on
The Non Sexy Post
It’s not that there isn’t sex going on around here. There is. It’s just that I have no desire to write about sexy stuff. Maybe not ever again. I should probably just make a vanilla blog, eh? Nah, this is my home and I’ll write what I want. Anyhow… Lots of fun going on. Summer
Sunday Scribbles
The glasses are dark, your lips get chapped, there is sweat in the crotch of your jeans but you toss your head back and worship the hot, golden sun and endless blue sky.
Full
I’ve found that utter laziness and do-nothingness makes it seem like wasted time so I’m interspersing the lazy with some fun and some productive
Beautiful?
i am not a pretty girl
that is not what i do
Today? Was like a double Monday.
Weekend? Fantastic. Work after a three day weekend? Insane.
A Backwards Day
Sleeping with a butt plug in gives you crazy erotic dreams and spankings on a cold ass really fucking hurt.
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
putt putt take two
Camping was an absolute blast. It ended up being just Taylor and I since our friends, one by one, dropped out. (Not cuz we smell bad or anything. Just a lot of sickness and emergency work calls and whatnot) But it was good. We headed out on the bike around nine in the morning and
Blah to the blah dee dah
Holy shit, I have had a busy week. From a busy weekend – other than Sit-Around-Sunday – right into a busy week. Work has gotten more intense as I take on a few extra responsibilities – not that I’m complaining! I have a dream jobby sort of thing! But it’s left me with little time
Happy Monday?
Wow. We had a busy, busy weekend! Friday was a bbq at our house with lots of friends and doggies. And friends feeding doggies. For awhile we had two rotties, a beagle and a boxer in our yard. The second rottie went home and later in the evening we added a pitbull/lab mix and a
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
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
I’m melting, I’m melting
Holy hell. I was up late — too late — and ended up getting a whole 4.5 hours sleep. It is now 86° at only ten thirty in the morning with not a cloud in the sky to bring some shade and I’m dyin’ here. It’s going to be an iced coffee day. With no
Mondays suck
So we’re out on the bikes the other day, cruisin’ around in the sunshine and heat, enjoying some country roads, lake views and prairie scenery. All is good. Everyone is mellow. There’s next to no traffic and we can all just about feel the stress of the week melting off us. We pulled over at
My weekend in snapshots
I have nothing worthwhile to say today. I’m tired. Worn out. Sunburned to the lobster point. Quite spacey. Dehydrated a bit. Achy. Unfit company for intelligent human beings. I’ll share some pics, though This is Lake Michigan. We rode along the lake for a bit yesterday on our 5 hour bike ride.
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
Humble Beginnings…
…some words from Taylor. Cuz that man can twist my heart and make me cry and wring a smile out of me even when I’m crabby with his words. Hot. The kinda hot where your shoes get soupy, and yer underwear get… Well never mind those. The sting of summer on my skin, like a good friend




