Tidbits

First things first. A Vulva skirt. Yup, it's true, someone is making these and selling them. And as sex positive as I am you will not find me wearing one of these any time in my life. They are rather odd looking and not something I suspect you'll ever be finding at your local favorite boutique.

We have Olympic tickets to today's Women's Hockey game. China vs. Switzerland over at Thunderbird Stadium at UBC. It's a family day trip and with the weather so beautiful out, I am looking forward to the four of us hanging together all day.

I am working on a new class. And I need feedback from a wide variety of people. Email me your opinions and observations on the the following.....

What behaviors do single men have at parties that make you uncomfortable or that make you decide to not engage them in conversation or play? What would you like single men to know or consider before approaching you for play?

These questions are being asked of single women and couples that play with men.

The new class is being written to support the single guy, so be descriptive and tell me what you've experienced over the years. It is my hope to develop a class that will support them in reaching their goals more readily, while not offending anyone.

You can write me at jennifer@libidoevents.com

Speed Dating Event

Speed Dating for Singles happened at The Lounge tonight. It rocked. The whole event was smooth and successful. And as a bonus, I had such a good time running it. The turn out was fantastic and everything ran like clock work.

By the time I returned home, it was rather late. Jason had the baby up in a sling and the Pickle was already fast asleep. They are so adorable together, my heart just swells with pride.

Now it's my turn to hit the hay. I am so bagged. Curling up with Jason is a well deserved reward at the end of my day.

Osteomyletis

My medical issues are beyond expensive these past few months. I am so grateful to be a Canadian and not owe a dime for all the costs that have been incurred. The fact that health care is a right in this country and not something that puts one into bankruptcy is something that I will forever give thanks for.

This morning was my third MRI in the last twelve weeks. Early next week I should have the results back.

I'm a little nervous and scared, wondering how the infection is playing out through my jaw bone. I want it to be over with, yet hold out no false hope.

Time will tell.

Donna's bad joke

This wife buys a pair of crotchless panties in an attempt to spice up a dead sex-life.

She puts them on, together with a short skirt and sits on the chesterfield.

At strategic moments she crosses and uncrosses her legs ... enough times till her husband says, "Are you wearing crotchless panties?"

"Yes," she answers.

"Thank God for that. I thought the stuffing was coming out of the chesterfield." .

Bra Store??

I need a few really, really good bras.

They need to offer exceptional support for my breasts as they change complete cup sizes all in one day as my milk comes in, then is consumed and gone.

This bra should be available in a few different colors. Not just black, white and beige.

My bras must be sexy and not utilitarian, I need to feel womanly and pretty while wearing it.

I have to go to a store to buy these bras, I won't buy such things on-line.

I want to feel the fabric on my skin before making the purchase, and I need someone to fit me.

I live in Port Coquitlam and do not want to travel all over the GVRD to find what I am seeking.

Do you know of a physical store where I could go to find my dream bras?

Bonus points if the store has a website where I can look over their products first, before making the drive.

Need More Hours In A Day

This morning I was at the hospital lab having more blood work done. These past few months I have been poked more times than I care to remember or even acknowledge.

After my lab work was complete, I headed over for my scheduled appointment in surgical day care. The nurse checked my PICC line site and did a little re-bandaging. The Infectious Disease Doctor came to see me next.

Later this week is my 3rd MRI, and by Monday the powers that be hope to have an answer as to whether or not I need to continue on IV therapy, or if I can go to an oral antibiotic.

By the time I got home, there was a call from my doctor with news that I didn't want to hear.

I've developed a secondary infection in my bowels from the hefty dose of medication I am on. We knew this could happen, as it is a side effect of my meds but had hoped I would not develop it. I have all the symptoms and my labs show I have the infection.

Tomorrow I return to the doctor for another prescription and hope it will clear up this infection.

It seems that though there is a light at the end of the tunnel, that it is a dim and intermittent one.

My week is full of events, medical appointments, running around and complete exhaustion.

Having a baby at 37 years of age, is not the breeze it last was in my early twenties.

Anti-Gay Video (1950's)

This clip was produced with the intention to teach people to watch out for the "too friendly homosexual" as they may try to have sex with you.

I am amazed at how much and yet how little has changed in societal views from the 50's through to today.