When I talk, especially when I’m excited, I am very animated. In fact, candid pictures of me generally turn out awful; I am too in motion for the camera to catch. I often come across as hyper to people who know me online or who have only seen me in groups where I tend to
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.
Vanilla Sugar, it’s Not Personal
Nothing – nothing – does it for me like curling up in my chair, done with work, weather gone gray, toss on a sweatshirt afternoons with a cup of vanilla sugar coffee. It’s the most relaxed I get. Ever.
Scattered thoughts. Sort of.
Let’s do bullets, shall we? This is my new coffee cup. No, it’s not a paper cup. It just looks like one. It is a porcelain cup with a silicone cover. So I can feel like I ran down the road for a coffee but I really didn’t. Or I can take it down the
Life? It’s good. Even though I’m old.
I love Sundays. I slept in until eleven o’clock this morning. Pure luxury compared to my early rising weekdays lately. I’m lounging around in loose, low slung shorts and a tank, enjoying the breeze drifting thru my house. I’ve got fabulous coffee in a mug by my elbow. Life? It’s good. (The coffee, btw. It’s
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
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
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
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
O is for Orgasm Meme
Cuz that Impy girl is cool. :) And she made this one up. 1. What’s your favourite way to have an orgasm? My absolute favorite is during PiV sex in a kind of modified missionary position with my legs up over his shoulders. It makes me squirt almost every time and leaves me stuttering when
Shit
I just took a four hour nap. What do you think the chances I’m going to actually fall asleep tonight are? Yeah. Shit. I was all worn out and feeling like crap but I really should have gone for a walk instead of napping. Oh well. Maybe I’ll get a decent blog or review done
A is for Amy who fell down the stairs…
Or, you know, anal play or androgyny. I’ve been laughing my ass off all morning. Unwashed feet, recycled beer… Not exactly meaningful BDSM education but funny as hell. And, like I said over on EF, I know the rhyme is a head nod to Edward Gorey of sorts, I’m actually visualizing it being done by
Ear Sex. That’s Crazy.
I have discovered that using a rather smallish butt plug does absolutely nothing to prepare me for Taylor’s dick. Here I thought I was being all smart, using my new Bootie most of the day, knowing he’d want to have crazy butt sex since the kid was gone and we could have all sorts of
Fizzy Lime Wiener
I just ordered some of this Fizz stuff. In lime. I don’t know why. I’m not usually all that fond of flavored lubes. But fizzy lime stuff on Taylor’s wiener sounds like a lot of fun to me. :) It’ll be here tomorrow, along with some toy cleaner that I desperately need. And today I
*yawwwwwwwwn*
I am so tired I could fall over and sleep in the street. I’ve slept no more than twenty minutes at a time since getting up Thursday morning. This roadside assistance bitch thing is really… a bitch. Thank gods we got to forward calls and dispatch from home. Then again, because the calls were
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
Show ‘em
Grocery shopping stresses me out. Not the actual shopping bit. Picking out the food is sorta fun. But then? You have to unload the cart. Bag the food. Put the bags in your cart. Take the bags out of the cart and put them in the car. Take them out of the car. Trudge them
The Universe…
…says I’m going to have a very good day! Act with faith, CarrieAnn. Prepare the way for your inevitable success. To the degree you can, behave as if your dreams have already come true, as if you already owned a very sweet puppy and wonderful family, as if later today you were going to have
Whatcha think?
I’ve been debating changing the theme of my blog from the whole apple/eve thingy to something else. I’m nervous about it, though, cuz I tend to associate blogs with the way they look. How about y’all? Does the theme changing make a difference to you? Do you associate blogs/bloggers with the look of their site?
I’m too sexy for my blowup doll…
“This award comes with some rules. You are to list 5 sexy things about yourself and pass it on to 4 other people.” So I got this award from Coyote’s kitten, luna and kaya. I feel so sexilicious. :) Finding five sexy thing about myself, however… Meh. Y’all suck. I’m inept when it comes
*blink*
Something I type a lot. I’ll make a statement or ask a question and then type “*blink*”. Or I”ll say things like “I sat there, blinking a lot.” Or “all I could do was blink.” It’s because I do. When I”m startled or shocked or confused or just plain gobsmacked at someone’s words or actions,




