Fun with bondage

Did I get your attention? Well, it’s Saturday night and I’m home trying to work on a paper for one of my classes. Yes, it’s on S&M and bondage and the societal reactions to this sexual practice. I’m focusing on the attitudes in the Victorian period up until present day. It’s an amazingly interesting subject and I love researching it, but I freakin’ hate due dates and obligations. They weigh on me. I’m almost finished the paper. It’s not due for another two weeks, but it will take me forever to edit it because I’m super anal when it comes to the editing process. That’s why I’m good at my job. I may put the excerpts of the paper on Coquettishly, but not the whole paper as it’s way too long. I wish I could say that the paper is an exciting read, but it’s purely academic. I’ll try to post the juicy parts and some of my own personal experiences with S&M and bondage. You all know that I’ve more than dabbled.

But, writing the paper has given me a good idea of what I’m going to be next year for Halloween. I’m going to be Bettie Page. In this outfit.

So, now I need to get running and in better shape so that I don’t embarrass myself in this outfit. Because I’m dead serious out this as a Halloween costume.

I gave a guy named Dave my phone number yesterday. I know that I have the Pilot, but you all know that he isn’t forever so I have to keep myself open for other dates. I’m not getting any younger and I’d like to have at least one child before it’s too late. I’m starting to get the pangs. It’s like my uterus is having a fit because I haven’t let it do what it’s supposed to do. Anyhow, I sometimes wish things were different with the Pilot but I live in the real world and I fooled myself into thinking he wanted the same things that I did last time. I’m trying very hard to take our seeing each other for what it is and not read anything more into it. So, maybe this guy Dave is normal. If not, you all know that I’ll tell you everything.

Inbred nephew has been over all day. I was in my garage earlier today and he stood there looking at me like I was dinner. I ignored him, which was hard to do because I wanted to laugh my ass off. He asked me if I had any plans for tonight. I told him it was none of his business and he called me a bitch. Nice, huh? I responded with, “Oh, you have no idea….” and went home.

I spoke with my sister today and she and her husband plan to move back here by next summer. Currently, they’re living in Lancaster, PA and this whole pregnancy thing has made them realize how far away they are to both of their families. I’m excited to have my little sister back. I miss her sometimes and I know my mother does.

The old lady next door is trying to unload her friends 3 year old cat onto me. I’m not sure if I want another cat. Stella Marie is enough. She is still a little nutty and if her reaction to the neighbors cat a few weeks ago, getting another cat at this point is not a good idea. She’d tear the shit out of it.

Ah, I have to get back to my paper. Ugh.

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!

It’s my favorite holiday!!!!

I’m dressed as Wicked (witch with green face). I look butt-ugly in that picture, but I’m supposed to be. I placed 4th in the costume contest at work. Some fucking woman with a tail pinned to her ass and ears on won 3rd. I guess it pays to have your friends as judges, but still. It should have been me. 2nd place went to a woman dressed as Steve Irwin with a stingray hanging out of her chest. Holy fucking offensive right. And 1st place went to my work colleague who dressed as the Empire State Building and had his daughter dressed as King Kong. Cuter than cute.

There was a comment on my previous post the Pilot being in the armed forces and I want to explain a bit before all of you peace loving people get pissy about it. The Pilot is a Captain in the Air Force. He wants to be an astronaut. Has wanted to his whole life. He has a MS in Engineering, a MS in Physics, and is working on his PhD in Quantum Physics. He is not a fighter pilot, but a cargo plane pilot. He is also one of the smartest people I’ve ever met. Seriously. I’m in awe of it sometimes. He’s a genuis. So, don’t judge him because he’s in a military that happens to be involved in a pointless war. The war was not his decision. The man wants to be on Mars someday and this is how to do that.

The Pilot is still away, so I’ll be at my mom’s house tonight giving out candy. Yay!!!

And finally, my sister is hanging in there. She is still in danger, but at least she lives near a great women’s hospital. Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers. We really appreciate it.

Happy Halloween everyone!!!

Remember to visit Coquettishly and send me your questions or use it as a forum to discuss sex and relationships. I’m begging.

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Weekend of Witchy Women

I had a busy weekend. In between all of these events, I watched horror movies and scared the shit out of myself. Anyhow, this post is all about pictures because I’m tired of typing. Enjoy!

Friday night I had a witch party to go to. It was so much fun. Wine, sushi, and good company. The party was an all women event with my niece as the star of the show. Here are some pictures from the night.

This is Wendy and Janet looking witchy and gorgeous.

Tiffany, who just recently got engaged to a very nice man.

My mama. She was wearing Halloween pajamas because she is still recovering from her surgery.

Jen looking smart and festive.

My niece Morgan looking very spooky.

Morgan’s mom, Michelle, the hostess with the mostest.

Here are three pictures of me after the party because I’m an idiot and didn’t get anyone to take a picture of me during the party. I did have a hat on, but I was so over wearing it. I’m not sure what the hell is up with my facial expressions, only that I’m a dork.

On Saturday afternoon, my sister’s step-son had a swimming birthday party at the local community center. She got special permission from her doctor to attend the party because it’s been planned for months. Little Miss Morgan attended the party as well.

Morgan after eating some green Fundip.

I swear this child cracks me up.

And Morgan cracking up further.

The birthday boy, Riley.

And then last night I had a huge annual Halloween party to go to. Unfortunately it wasn’t as awesome as it usually is and I was home by midnight. I did tie a nice one on before leaving, so all wasn’t lost. I don’t even think there were half the people at the party that attended last year. Bummer. Here are some pictures of that. I’m sorry they came out so dark, but I took them all with my phone. These are the only ones that came out.

Howdy partner. Tom as Brokeback Mountain.

Matt as Paco. I almost pissed myself when I saw him.

Marianne, dressed as Cleopatra, being silly.

The only picture of me with my witch hat on. I blew out my hair for the party.

And I got home to this. Stella was having fun with the tarot cards.

She’s too cute to get really mad at.

So, today I did nothing but relax, some laundry, cleaned, and got myself ready for the work week.

I find myself missing the Pilot pretty bad. He emailed me this weekend to see if I was okay after reading my blog. I was impressed that he’s reading my blog while on some mission somewhere. He is getting home in about a week and a half. I’m glad.

Smooches.

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It’s the most wonderful season of all

I can feel it. The summer is over. I know, not officially, but it is in my mind. That summer smell is gone. That feeling of hot lethargy is leaving me. I have a spring in my step. I smile at strangers and bid them a good morning. It’s starting to look a lot like Autumn.

Last night was a perfect example of how much lighter I feel now that the air is breathable. I came home from work, worked out, cooked dinner, cleaned up, bathed, read, and was in bed by 9 with the windows open and a kitten snuggled next to me. It felt marvelous.

I know, I’m a big dork. But I don’t care.

I’ve been thinking about Halloween and I don’t think I can be Cleopatra. It’s going to be too expensive. Maybe next year, but this year I’m going to a “Witch Party”. It’s basically an all woman party and we have to dress like a witch, so I’d have to buy two outfits if I were to be Cleopatra. I’m not sure which kind of witch I will dress as, but I know I won’t be the green faced, wart nosed kind. I want to be a pretty witch.

Everyone is around my desk and they’re talking about golden showers at the moment. Um, yeah.

Last night I had a dream that I was talking to a horse named Mitch. We talked about how it was like to cart people’s lazy asses around. He said it was bullshit. I said it was horseshit to which he laughing a long “Nayyyyy”. I then told me about the time he broke a mare’s back mating with her. He winked when he finished the story. I woke up as they were taking him back to his stall. I would like to say that I wasn’t under the influence of any drugs and/or did not eat anything right before bedtime. I just have fucked up dreams sometimes.

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