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Cleverly Disquised As A Responcible Adult!!! I'm just a girl with a brain that never sleeps, it's always working nonstop. I am a survivor seeking to be a thriver, a wife, an ex-wife, a lover, a polyamorous bi-sexual, a mother, a step-mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, an anima l & nature lover, an open adoption birth mother, an educator, a swinger, a cheater, an abused child and woman, a survivor of that and so many others, always striving not to be the abuser, I need a place to be, to put it all out there, "maybe if it's no longer inside of me it won't keep threatening the life it belongs to". This is my therapy couch. I appreciate you reading, commenting and watching. Thanks for listening or not.
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Happy HNW - A Fantasy To Be Made Reality in less than 35 days
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Posted:Feb 20, 2013 3:04 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2013 6:31 pm
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She leaned her head back into his long fingers playing in her hair and massaging her scalp. He loved washing and rinsing her hair for her, always had. Showering was never the same without him there. They joked about how long it was going to take him to get 9 months of extra shampoo and conditioner out of her hair. She purred like the lioness she was then moved back until her round ass slid up against his thigh and quickly hardening cock.
She positioned her ass so his cock was trapped upright against his flat rippling abs and her ass checks. Sliding her pussy up and down his cock had his throbbing hard in no time at all. His fist tightened in her hair as his other arm pulled her waist to his body like a steel band. “You need to be still before one of us gets hurt. This is a small shower and we are out of practice.”
She twitched her ass against his cock braced her hands on the side of the shower and let out a wicked groan that clearly said she wasn’t going to be still. His cock throbbed pressed between his belly and her ass. He tugged her hair enough to make her move and slid his entire length into her in one swift motion. Pushing her to the edge of pain he stopped and growled in her ear. “You asked for it, now don’t move.” She couldn’t speak. She just nodded, whimpered in need and quivered around him.
He kept one hand fisted in her hair while he moved his other arm slowly from around her making sure she wasn’t going to fall. She widened her stance causing him to grind the last of his length into her driving her over the edge for the first time.
“Don’t even think about getting rubber knees yet. I’m just getting started.” He said to her as he slowly pulls out and strokes in, increasing the length and speed until the sound of slapping flesh fills the bathroom. Her screams, shaking knees and clenching pussy force him to slow his pace holding her up with both his hands on her hips. Her hands are clenched fists on the shower wall holding up her upper body.
She knows what she wants. “Please baby, don’t stop fucking me.” He slowly pushes up them upright into the corner of the shower stall. His cock sliding into her completely causes her to gasp as he wraps both arms around her fully supporting her from behind. She shivers at the feeling of his lips on her ear. One hand thumbing a nipple the other sliding her hips up and down his cock. She explodes around him and feels his cock grow bigger.
“I can feel how close you are. Oh God don’t stop until you cum please!” His grip on her tightens as he finds the rhythm he needs. Her next orgasms tightening around his cock sends him over the edge.
Somehow he manages to sit them down in the bathtub with her in his lap. Her head on his shoulder, arms around his neck the sound of heavy breathing and the shower truly bliss. The water is getting cooler but it’s still warm enough for a few more minutes wrapped in each other shivering from the shared ecstasy more than the temperature change.
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The Nympho Awakens
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Posted:Feb 18, 2013 9:12 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2013 6:32 pm
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I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather. ENT, sinus, cough issues but just annoying no fever or anything to really slow me down. I hate going to the doctor unless I have to so I’m waiting it out. The end of last week and this long weekend gave me a nice recoup time. I had a nice mix of fun concert, housework and uninterrupted sleep. The public areas of the house are fairly clean and the other rooms are well on their way to being presentable and move ready. Laundry is on the decline and slowly being put away. Cookie booths on Saturday morning were miserably cold with lots of people not showing up at all and 1 being very late. All of which meant I got to do twice as much running to make up for their incompetence. Considering how cold it was I think selling over $1000 in cookies in 4 locations in 4 hours was not too shabby. I am thankful that this week I don’t have to deal with parents, just ordering and picking up cookies.
There have been even more issues uncovered regarding the Bitch and the rental house resulting in copious phone calls and interactions with more of the moronic public at large. There’s been no movement forward on the rental house and I’m getting pissy about it. I want things done. My favorite uncle has offered to try to get the abandoned motorcycle running so we can sell it. He & I are going up there this weekend to make the Goodwill delivery and tow the bike back to his garage. I have a few boxes of kitchen stuff I want to bring back so I can make a forward move kitchen box and what will be our final complete kitchen.
My canine geriatric death watch continues with one of the Viking’s girls losing more of her eyesight and hearing. We now have 2 partially deaf female dogs, one of which is also going blind. The oldest Great Dane is having serious loss of strength in his hind quarters. Despite the physical ailments they are all super happy and lovey-dovey. Poor Buster, the youngest Dane is having a serious case of cabin fever because it has been raining, storming or freezing for about 2 weeks now. We went from walking 3-4 times a week to only once the last 2 maybe 3 weeks. The Great Danes’ custom crates are due to be finished in the next week. Our dining room will then become the crate training room. These crates are 44-48” tall, 70” long and 36” wide and will take up most of the dining room.
My family is still going ape-shit with numerous couples divorcing or talking about splitting up and everyone doing stupid shit on FB. I am way past ready to get away from the petty drama and emotional vomit.
My nightmares are back but they are mostly about the possible disasters of moving 3 large to giant dogs over the age of 12, a 5 year old Great Dane and a parrot. There’ve been a few relationship disaster dreams too which are never fun. The biggest problem with those is that I wake up and when he’s not here I immediately think it wasn’t a dream it was real and he isn’t with me. I have to convince my half asleep brain that he is just off at work and will be home in just over a month. Sounds easy enough in the bright light of day but at 3am it’s more like trying to convince a scared 5 year old that there isn’t a boogeyman under the bed or in the closet.
269 days since I felt his touch and I want him more today than I did then. 149 of those days I’ve not known the touch of anyone else. I don’t think I’ve had that long a celibacy stint since I gave up my for adoption almost 20 years ago. I went without for 2 years after that, lost 60 lbs. and gained my 1st white streak. Weight wise I’m still stuck around 140 lbs. I’ve only managed to lose 20-25 lbs. during my 5 month hiatus but I’m hoping to lose the other 20 lbs. before we move. I lost track of how much white I have now because I keep my hair colored as close to my natural sable as I can. I have promised the Viking I will have my stylist dye him a white streak right in the front like he asked for his homecoming present. I’ll do it right before he comes home and I’m not promising how long it will last but that’s what he wanted so he’ll get it and anything else I can possibly give him.
When I decided to step out of the sexual arena last October I just flipped my sex switch into off. I was fed up and disgusted with the whole experience. Other than a brief but painful withdrawal period of a couple of weeks and the occasions that I made the Viking a video or pics I really didn’t think about sex. I was happy to talk about it but not in a personal sense. I wasn’t even interested in flirting. Even my Viking joked once about hoping I didn’t break the switch in the off position. The last week has proven that the switch is not stuck in off. Like springs inevitable push through winter my Nympho is awakening.
Don’t worry I’m not in danger of roving the streets of my po-dunk town for men to ravage and waste…lol…I’m quite happy in my celibacy. I am QPFB and the only sex I want is with my Viking so I will gladly wait the month and a few days for his return. In the meantime I crave his touch and just hearing his voice makes me wet and wanton. I’m going to spontaneously combust by the time he steps off the plane and actually does touch me. Of course going to concerts with bands who primarily sing about sex, that we have frequently had sex too isn’t helpful in keeping my mind off of sex…lol…The Viking is loving the increase in porn he is receiving…lol…You pervs should be happy about the abundance of naked pics too.
This week seems to be a nice slow week for me for a change. I’m looking forward to getting to sleep in a couple of days. I hope you pervs are having a great start to this week. Take care and love each other well!
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Fuck You Friday on Sunday
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Posted:Feb 17, 2013 10:00 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2013 5:03 pm
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No don't get all excited, I didn't get fucked. But I was listening to and meeting a band that has been a part of my relationship with the Viking from the 1st day we met. I fell in love with him listening to Saving Abel. I remember telling myself and the Viking looking at me telling me not to do it. Good thing I didn't listen...lol...
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Happy Valentine HNW!
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Posted:Feb 13, 2013 10:50 am
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2013 10:01 am
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This was a Valentine's Day present to the Viking & I from that super sexy friend of mine Sexy Spartan Please go tell him how awesome this is. I love the retro hippy feel in the color and tone. My ass looks like a perfect heart...lol...Thank you so much Sexy Spartan for this amazing gift. I needed a little ego boosting in my celebacy.
Talk about ego boosting, my Viking sent me Godiva white chocolates and a hydreanga in a beautiful purple mosiac vase. He spoils me so rotten. I promised him he won't have to do all that sappy romantic shit when he's home to fuck me! I miss my Viking.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Much Love From Her Royal Crankiness QPFB
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Grinch QPFB - V-day Past and Present
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Posted:Feb 11, 2013 10:39 pm
Last Updated:Mar 2, 2015 3:54 pm
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Look at what my Viking made for me!!! He also sent me a box of Godiva white chocolates and they came early so I am enjoying them! I am such a lucky woman. If you want a fairy tale read this and not the rest of this reality rant. Love On A Sex Site Yes Its Possible
Only about 40 days until he’s home and I am tired of waiting. Yes, my shitty mood continues. I fear it may be here for the duration. My poor Viking is probably hoping he has to stay longer with my royal crankiness of late. Sex is a sore subject for me right now. I don’t mind hearing about other peoples’ great sex at all, in fact I enjoy it but I don’t want to read my porn like I normally do. I’m not watching any porn, not even my favorite hot MILF’s masturbating. Masturbation has lost its thrill other than a simple form of release which is better than nothing at all. I dream about sex all the time but other than when I’m actually talking to my Viking that’s the only time sex is something I want to think about. I think my Viking is a bit worried about my resolve but it is unwavering. I’m just annoyed in my celibacy. I am the Viking’s Nympho! Queen of the Pygmy Fuck Beasts, supreme MILF and Cougar, if I can’t have the sex I want then I won’t have any. You don’t want to fuck with me now anyway, I’m in full on BREED mode….lmao….I really feel like the Grinch that Stole Valentine’s Day this year, actually it appears I have been for at least 3 years running! Perhaps next year I will be a Cupid Day Slut once again. Although today did have a great start to it. I got to go back to sleep after I got Lil Bit off to school with the rain on the roof it was a great nap filled with Viking dreams. I got up to go to an hour and a half massage appointment and just as I got home my Viking called. I always feel sexy after a massage even though I look like shit, I feel great. Sex on top of that would have been the bomb-digitty! 43 more days. Getting to talk to him every day always makes me laugh and smile but we hang up and inevitably something slaps me upside the head.
I have a very special treat for you bloggy perv's this Wed. Just in time to celebrate Valentine’s Day, another sexy guy gave me a Valentine's Day gift for the Viking that I will share with you for HNW. I am extremely honored to have such incredible men making creative pieces of art for me. I really miss listening to my Viking playing guitar for me while I would read. I have gotten my paints and art supplies back out. I feel a creative rumbling of my own. I just hope I can produce something more appealing this time.
I have been exceptionally busy the last few weeks. I’ve only had 1 day a week to sleep in for a month now and lots of those days are 12 hours non-stop on 3-5 hours of sleep. That’s an unheard of occurrence in my life in the last 5 years. I am beyond exhausted. Last Monday I drove to the rental house to see if the Viking’s ex had actually moved out. The vehicle wasn’t there but after my first walk through the house I was sure she was moved at all. The house was strewn with boxes, bags, clothes and most of the furniture was still there. I went back out to the truck and called, sent a few messages and basically killed some time to see if she responded. I finally decided to just do a room to room inspection which revealed that all the essentials of clothes, dressers and electronics were gone. She took what she wanted and left the rest of her disastrous life for me to clean up. There were new holes in the walls and more stuff than I imagined could be there based on our inspection a few weeks ago.
We did get confirmation that she had abandoned all the stuff in the house so all day Tuesday and Saturday my sister and I sorted, trashed, donated, stored or moved everything out of the house. I also had to hire a couple of movers for 2 hours to load a trailer. Then my uncle & brother-in-law unloaded my 3 things and the rest at my sister’s house. After 7 hours at the rental house Saturday I came home and had to rearrange Lil Bit’s room for a new dresser, the dining room for a couch to replace the bed and our bedroom for an oversized chair. The vast majority of stuff was donated either to Goodwill, my sister or the local misfortunates that my sister hangs out with.
I overheard my sister and my oldest niece talking about all the stuff left. My niece said it seemed sad that the had to leave so much of their stuff. My sister told her to take a really good look at what wasn’t there anymore, no TV’s, no electronics, game systems, dressers, clothes, toy boxes. She said if this was the stuff they didn’t want any more and we willing to leave imagine what they had to choose from. She was right. I had seen the place while they were actively living there and no one was going without in that house. The things she took versus what she left were really interesting. I’m sure the wedding photos and gown left in prominent places were supposed to piss me off but I got a kick out of it. At least I was able to see that my Viking had not married the manatee I met on multiple occasions.
When I wasn’t being furious at the V-ex about some new hole or disaster at the house, my sister was busy pissing me off with her attitude of entitlement and trying to talk me into paying her to do jobs she isn’t able or willing to do. She wants us to pay the rent here while she takes care of the elderly dogs for us, leave the truck with her instead of my mom or my cousin and pay her to visit the horses despite the fact that she doesn’t know anything about horses. She was claiming things and making piles for herself before I ever had a chance to look at things and then got offended several times when I told her no she couldn’t have something. Unreal! I am so ready to move.
Sunday was finishing the house rearranging for the incoming furniture and picking up 245 cases of cookies in the storms that are supposed to persist until Thursday. Today was cookie pick-up and orders. I won’t bore you and re-piss myself off with the bullshit and asinine antics of not only the parents but the great area council as well. Now we get to try to deliver cookies in this nasty weather. Tomorrow is our regular GC meeting and I suspect that we are going to have some pissed parents after the newsletter and announcements. On a positive note the last leaders meeting went really well, everyone showed up, participated and we got tons accomplished. I think they will be able to keep it going if they can keep the core group this strong. I didn’t think they were going to survive both of the troop leaders moving but it looks like some really capable people are stepping up. We’ll see. Either way I only have to get them through the school year.
If the weather breaks the horses will finally get their feet trimmed. If not this will be the 3rd rained out appointment. I got to visit my friend Julie in her new house which is only a few blocks from me. I’m looking forward to getting to see her lot more often. I’m hoping she can go with me to the Saving Abel concert this Friday night. The tickets are only $15 in advance but it’s over an hour drive and I really don’t want to go alone.
“Am I the only one who wants to have fun tonight? Is there anybody out there who wants to have a cold beer, kick it 'til the morning light? If I have to raise hell all by myself I will, but y'all that ain’t right. Am I the only one who wants to have fun tonight?”
I’ll send a naked pic to the 1st person that tells me who the quote is from…lol…
This week and next look a lot better for sleeping late. Maybe I can catch up on some sleep during all this rain. I am going to pretend that Thursday doesn’t exist. Last year we were grieving over losing a baby. Here’s last year’s V-day post, Twas the night before Valentines. The 1st year I knew him we were not anything but FWB’s. He had a broken heart and he was leaving in few months. Here’s that 1st year’s V-day post, Weekend In Review Adventures of the Viking NymphoGirl Continue AVN2011 Edition 3. (Another interesting side not, this was the pinnacle of my weight loss sage, 127 lbs. I’m battling my way to 125 lbs. before I get pregnant! I’ve got a long way to go from the 136 lbs.) I’m amazed at where we are now, looking back to then. We have an epic love, a real life fairy tale without an end. Love On A Sex Site Yes Its Possible Be happy my pervy friends.
Kisses,
From her Royal Crankiness QPFB
Holding Onto Heaven Nickelback lyrics
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Happy HNW February
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Posted:Feb 6, 2013 3:30 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2013 9:22 pm
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Hope all my favorite pervs are having a great start to Feb. Thing continue to be crazy here. I'll try to catch up with you later. In the meantime here's a glimpse of what I bought for the Viking at the Mardi Gra festival in PC, Fla.
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Tired
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Posted:Feb 3, 2013 6:41 pm
Last Updated:Sep 16, 2015 3:16 pm
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Tired
Tired of cooking for one but cleaning for 2
Tired of being the only set of hands to pet our lonely pooches
Tired of avoiding the TV because it’s bound to set me off
Tired of seeing the sunrise without the comfort of your arms
Tired of moon gazing when I should be sleeping with you warm
Tired of always being in the middle of our too big bed
Tired of your touch only being in my head
Tired of reaching but always having empty hands
Tired of being lonely even in a crowd
Tired of waiting and counting down the days
Tired of living my life in this longing aching haze
Tired of breaking down at the drop of a hat
Tired of prepping for living our dream
LAF 02/03/13
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I Can’t Keep Up With Myself!
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Posted:Feb 3, 2013 12:56 pm
Last Updated:Feb 11, 2013 5:20 pm
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Can you? 2 week catch-up.
There is so much going on I don’t have time to be depressed anymore. Nothing like a full schedule to get me out of bed and conquering the world. Week before last we had GC cookie order and money collections on Monday. Now that is an every Monday joy until mid-March. The very next night was our regular GC meeting with new group leaders for 2 of our biggest groups and me getting to play Troop Leader solo again. At least things seem to be running smoother over all now with GC. Next weekend we finally get our cookie pick-up, 245 cases of cookies and then the fun really starts. To keep things with cookies interesting, Lil Bit lost her master order form with who, where and what kind of cookies over $300 worth of cookies. Yeah I’m freaking out a bit.
Wed was my therapy appointment and it was one of those where I felt like we should be sitting in B&N having coffee like I was catching up with an old friend. No major revelations just some reassurance that people everywhere are crazy…lol…
Thursday my karaoke friend drove the Jeep up to Atlanta to ship it. There was a slight hiccup of the lienholder not faxing something they needed but it got corrected fairly quickly. I was really glad to get that task checked off of the moving list.
Friday morning was Lil Bit’s spelling bee and she did great! She was only 1 word from being in the top 5 that are going to county. The word “squalid” tripped her up and we thought she had recovered but then on the respell she left out a letter. She was really upset she didn’t make it to county but we were very proud of her getting that far in her 1st spelling bee. She didn’t really practice much for as well as she did. I went home and spent the rest of the morning packing up the truck. I had to empty 3 huge Rubbermaid storage containers to hold all the sleeping bags, book bags and overnight bags because the 4 girls would be taking up all the room inside the quad-cab. Shortly after lunch I headed back to the school to check her out and make the rounds of picking up my niece, my step-granddaughter and Lil Bits friend from her school in Columbus. Off to Atlanta for our zoo sleep over. The weather was bitter cold, damp and windy. Despite the miserable weather we had a great time. We spent 4-5 hours touring the zoo in the dark with flashlights on a scavenger hunt through the reptile house, the zoo kitchen tour, painting their own toy snakes, animal encounters with a corn snake, a ball python and an Egyptian lizard, sleeping on mats and sleeping bags in a one room cabin with another family. We were up at the crack of dawn for breakfast of cereal, bagels, muffins an animal encounter with an African Grey parrot named Larry, a freezing cold guided daytime zoo tour, zoo train, carousel, rock climbing, the gift shop and we were headed back to Columbus. I had just enough time to drop the off to SS to enjoy them, get home to check on my furbabies, get a shower and turn around to go back to Columbus for the pizza party, cake & presents. I had hoped I’d sleep like the dead that night but no luck.
Mondays massage was very badly needed. I had muscles that hurt that I didn’t know I had. 40 year olds should not sleep in concrete floors in January. Ok probably not at all!
Tuesday dawned bright and early to find me dressed like a professional and driving over an hour north to be in court for the eviction proceeding. The court room was over flowing when we got there but after the hour recess for people to mediate there were only lawyers, bailiffs & me. The bitch didn’t show so it was an automatic judgment in our favor. The judge found the whole situation highly amusing. I on the other hand do not like standing in front of a judge with my back to a bunch of lawyers. We finally got finished just before lunch, paid for the writ of possession/eviction to be filed and the paper work to start the liens and garnishments. I sent an email notifying the bitch of the results of the court date and reminding her that I would be coming to get the cat she was abandoning on Friday. Then I got back to work on taxes deductions and receipts.
Later Tuesday night I got one of the strangest phone calls I have ever gotten in my life from a retired master Sgt of the Navy making all kinds of threats to me on behalf of the bitch. If I hadn’t been so totally infuriated by his absolute ignorance of what was going on and his refusal to believe what I was telling him, I would have found it highly amusing. He was under the impression that the bitch was still the wife being persecuted by a power crazed uneducated . He got a rude awakening when a phone call from the Viking the next day cleared up any misunderstanding. That was the final straw for me with her and she will now reside on my “I will fuck you over anyway I can for the rest of your life” list. Yes, I know that is very vindictive but I never claimed to be a ball of fucking sunshine. I will and can only be the bigger person for so long and then I am going to take the shovel she left at the top of the grave she dug for herself and start shoveling the dirt back in on top of her. I put the shovel in the shed and got out the backhoe for this job.
I had to get up early again on Wed to go out to meet the farrier for the horses’ feet to be trimmed but the weather stepped in and rained him out again. We had tornado warnings all around us all day. The church that Lil Bit goes to on Wed called to say they were cancelling all after school activities due to the severe weather and assured me the would be notified to go home in their normal way. When Lil Bit’s bus still hadn’t shown up 15 minute past being late I starting trying to call the school. 15 minutes later I finally got through to a very annoyed school secretary who informed me the school was on lock down and students would not be released until the tornado warning was limited. An hour and a half later when the storms finally dumped buckets full of rain at a time they sent the home.
Thursday was my one day this week to get to sleep in and I slept all day. I actually felt human and got everything packed for the long trip on Friday. Lil Bit had an awards ceremony early Friday morning and like the previous Friday I spent the rest of the morning packing for a trip. The actual kitty hand-off went without a hitch but with a video camera running and another adult witness, I didn’t really figure she would pull anything.
6 hours of a howling cat, a stuffy nosed whining 10 yr. old and traffic were enough for me to be in serious need of some Xanax by the time I got us to Panama City, Fl. It was still early enough for us to head to Applebee’s for dinner before I collapsed in bed. Unfortunately the window has sheer curtains and is directly on a busy street so after about 6am it was not the best sleep. By 10am Lil Bit was insisting I needed to get up to get ready for the Mardi Gra party my mom was having for some of her friends from work. There was a parade that went right by her back courtyard and a festival right across the road all along the wharf. I found a new purple purse for $25 and a surprise for the Viking! We took my mom out to the Mexican place and then hit the road by 8pm.
We were going to stay until Sunday but I just had a strange feeling that I needed to come home. Might just be that I couldn’t get into the party spirit without my Viking. I just kept missing him and crying when no one was looking. Plus the fact that with the festival still in full swing I doubted I would be able to get much sleep. I’m a night owl and would much rather drive home in the dark with the asleep than in the morning, tired from a restless night of little real sleep. We were home before 1am.
The sight that greeted me did not improve my mood any. The box that had come in the mail a day or 2 before we left and been sitting on the table by the front door was in shreds along with a good inch of shredded pink Styrofoam peanuts. Add in the poop accident from the oldest Dane and the pee spot off of the shower curtain put down for the old Shepherd and my night was winding down. The best part was the 2 sets of large canine puncture wounds to the brand new bitch bar that was in the destroyed box. I’m hoping that the Super Bowl will be enough of a distraction so that the Viking doesn’t tell me to take them all to the vet for a lethal cocktail.
Despite looking forward to sleeping in my own bed I did not get endless hours of uninterrupted sleep. The dogs were barking at something off and on all night. Lil Bit thought she was still at Hotel Grammy and wanted me to make her breakfast. When I told her she had to get her own she conveniently forgot to let the dogs back in or feed them. My fun Super Bowl game day has consisted of eating yummy leftover chili over corn soufflé, unpacking, vacuuming and cleaning the carpet in the living room. I think I’m going to go back to bed for a nap while the world stupid bowls it. Yes I am cranky.
Her Crankiness the Queen of the Pygmy Fuck Beasts
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Happy HNW Good Bye January
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Posted:Jan 30, 2013 2:44 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2013 12:00 am
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I have an epic post to write but figured I'd give you your weekly eye candy 1st.
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Happy HNW 01/23/13
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Posted:Jan 23, 2013 1:43 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2013 9:24 pm
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Happy HNW my pervy friends. Hope you are all having a good week. Busy busy here hope to check in with you soon. Take care and love each other well.
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Tag Line Tuesday with updates
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Posted:Jan 21, 2013 5:25 pm
Last Updated:Jan 22, 2013 7:11 pm
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Dominant nice guy who loves girls with curves
Sorry only sub mean guys who love skinny girls make it here.
I wanna get naked in Ga.
I’m pretty sure the state is big enough for your cock and your ego. Go ahead and get your freak on.
Professional dreamer and life enthusiast.
Me too! Bet I make more than you do at it!
Looking for playmate
Looking for the right one
Looking for fun
Everybody’s looking for something!
These I really liked!
Catch my rainbow!
(Yummy skittle flavored man!)
I always return all Tupperware that you send home with me…
(I laughed out loud and then lost my breath at the pics and read his profile. I was so impressed I wrote him an email telling that.)
CAUTION! HOT!!
(And he was.)
I am that man
(Hmmm I just love a confident man willing to be anything you want.)
Life is short let’s play
(This is guy views me regularly and has for a very long time. I still like his tag line.)
I may not be playing but that doesn’t mean I don’t like shopping…lol…and sometimes they are just too yummy not to go drool over. Occasionally someone will really impress me and I’ll actually write an email just to tell them how much I enjoyed their pics and profile. I try to encourage them to keep looking. If I was looking I’d snap them up in a heartbeat. The Tupperware tag line was like that. He was in my flirt list. The main profile pic was so hot I had to go see what else I could see. Then I read his profile and had to write. He answered me within a few hours. Where was he when I needed a good FWB?
I bought a finger vibe that I am looking forward to playing with when my Viking gets home. I tried it alone and with the Viking cock dildo. It was ok but more work than I want to deal with unless I’m getting fucked. I’ll probably get another one that has variable speeds since this one is just on or off. My rabbit is still the go to for self-pleasure which is the only pleasure I’m getting. I think my poor rabbit is on the way out though so another one will probably be my next toy purchase.
This is going to be another crazy busy week for me. We are going to have people replacing the roof on the house we rent starting tomorrow morning. We have a GC meeting tomorrow evening so I’ve been getting hand outs and newsletters ready for that. With cookie sales in full swing my time commitment has doubled and will only get worse as cookie booths start up in a few weeks. I need to get everything ready for the eviction hearing scheduled early next week and get the Jeep cleaned then to Atl to be shipped to Italy this week. I have therapy on Wednesday. Friday morning Lil Bit is in the school wide spelling bee and that afternoon we pick-up the other 3 girls and head to Atl to her zoo sleep over. We have the sleepover Friday night, breakfast and the day at the zoo with carousel rides and rock climbing. Saturday at 6:30pm we’ll have cake at a local pizza place. A massage appointment on Monday should loosen me up just in time to get knotted up for court on Tuesday. I will be so glad to get that chapter of our lives closed. The Viking is going to get screwed but better to just get the screwing over with, access the damage, what can be done and move on. No time in our fairy tale for this bullshit!
My estrogen levels have been high for over a week now which means I’m in full bitch mode. Any more than a couple of days on high and I am bitchy. If I don’t ovulate this month I’m really going to start worrying.
I’m getting back into a regular workout routine. My Aunt Julie and I have been walking every few days. I’m staying on an every other day walking plan and trying to do weights or Zumba with weights on a couple of the in between days. My Viking is HUGE and chiseled like a piece of marble. The week after Thanksgiving I was down to 135 lbs. Unfortunately, I had gained back some weight after the holidays but am slowly starting to drop it back off. The nice thing is that my smaller size jeans fit great now. I slipped into a pair of juniors 9’s the last 2 days with room to spare. So although I don’t like the 140 lbs. that shows on the scale, I love that those jeans fit. I’m not going to get rid of my fat clothes because I’ll need them after the baby but after that one I am trashing anything too big.
7-8 weeks and counting until my Viking is home to me. Hope everyone has a great week.
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Posted:Jan 20, 2013 9:57 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2013 9:24 pm
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How is it that even after 2 years our love is still new and exciting
but safe and comfortable all at the same time?
How is it that we hear the same yearning
In each other’s voices every time?
We still make each other laugh
No matter how bad the situation seems.
We’re still sharing exciting adventures
If only in our dreams.
We still finish each other’s sentences
When typing from 1000’s of miles apart.
Seems like a lifetime
And yet hardly anytime at all
Both of us craving the moment we finally touch
Home again after all!
LAF 1/17/13
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Crazy
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Posted:Jan 13, 2013 8:27 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2013 7:23 pm
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Crazy Busy is Good!
It has been a crazy busy kind of week but I got tons of things accomplished and that’s another week behind us and closer to the Viking coming home. The house has been easier to keep up with since getting my Dyson. I’m sure its just my imagination but it really does seem to take less time to clean the house now. I like being able to clean in a couple of hours every week or so. Lil Bit is slowly getting better about picking up after herself and keeping her room in better condition. I still have a few stray Christmas things to pack away that got over looked in the main packing. There’s still some major sorting for me to do with my clothes and household stuff to get ready for the move but I feel like I’ve got the handle on it all.
The Viking actually told me a real date today which is exciting because he must be fairly confident that it’s accurate or he wouldn’t have mentioned it. I’m sure it will get changed half a zillion times before he is actually here but I like to have a concrete # to work off. 64 days doesn’t sound like too much. We’ve already done 3 times that amount. The Viking and my therapist remarked that I seemed markedly better this week. Keeping busy makes me feel useful and keeps my overactive mind focused on something other than missing my Viking.
Norton the Attack parrot has his 3 year passport and is legal to be transported by either myself or the Viking. I’m talking out the finer points of the shipping crates for the 2 Great Danes. The crate builder is Irish and has taken his 2 Labs to and from Ireland with him several times. He says his vet authorized the sedation of the dogs and Delta had no issues with it. That is a huge weight off my mind because if the older dogs can be sedated then the long trip will be much less stressful for them both. The younger 2 will have to stress their way through awake but maybe we will slip them a valium too…lol…My heart was being ripped apart thinking of having to put either of our oldest down for fear of them not surviving the move. I’m more than willing to take the risk that the sedation may cause them to die in their sleep on the move but them being hurt and afraid in a crate wasn’t an option.
Although the animal portion of the move is progressing, the rest of the move TTD list is on hold until the paperwork that has been lost, dropped, misplaced and totally replaced is finally finished so we can start shipping household goods and get our visas. I’ll be pounding the pavement tomorrow to get the answers I need because these people refuse to answer the phone or return calls.
Lil Bit’s big 10th birthday celebration is all booked. I’m taking her and 3 friends/relatives to a sleep over at the Atlanta zoo the Friday before her birthday. We are having cake at a local pizza place the evening we get back from our night and day at the zoo. I think I’m going to get her a sleeping bag and good suitcase for her birthday presents. She was really excited that her best friend from school last year is going to be able to go with us. Her niece and older cousin are the other 2 girls going. It should be lots of fun.
The eviction process is started and all of the supporting paperwork is done. We just have to wait to hear from the court now or from her. Neither of us expects to hear anything from her. She’s employed the ostrich principle so far and I doubt that will change. She is signing for mail so our asses are covered at this point. I’m no longer stressed about it now.
GC cookie sales are in full swing and I’m hoping that all the emails I sent out Thursday will produce a few responses by Monday so I don’t have to start calling and nagging people. I got caught up on all of that paperwork last week too. Now if other people would just do their parts that troop would run so much smoother.
My family locally is in an uproar because my favorite cousin left his wife and 2 for a much younger woman that works at the daycare center the went to and that the whole family was friends with. I’m working hard to stay neutral. I can still love someone when they make decisions I don’t agree with. He’s an adult and I won’t judge him. I can’t say the same for the rest of the family. I’m so ready to be further away from all of the hurricanes around me.
The middle of the week brought thunderstorms, my 2nd period in 2 weeks and a migraine headache that has lasted for days. I’m leery to even say it is gone because it keeps cropping back up. Wet weather & my period means my back is killing me, cramps, stellar mood swings, ah the joys of womanhood. Irregular periods concern me because it may mean I’m menopausal which could severely hamper baby making in 64 days. I still ovulated 2 months in a row at the right time so I’m not too terribly worried yet.
I have already started working on the Viking Valentine. He says I’m over achieving on the holidays but I have nothing to do but plan ways to let him know how much I love, adore and miss him every day. I can’t write about it here because he reads but I will say that I will be using the next month as an excuse to send him ridiculous amounts of sappy sweet romantic gestures. We have an epic love and I am going to cherish every moment of it even those we are apart.
Take care my sexy pervy friends and love each other well. Life is short. Change is inevitable. Growth is optional. Happiness is a choice. Your life, your choices.
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