She fingered my bum

She escorted me quietly into her space. I eagerly followed her, my mind was filled with anticipation. When she told me to disrobe, I did so efficiently and without hesitation, my modesty no where to be found.

There was a table in the middle of the room covered with a sheet and she beckoned me to lay upon it.

Face down I laid myself out while taking some calming deep breaths. She asked me if there was anything I needed before we started. No I replied, as I closed my eyes and waited.

There is a spark that happens the first time a woman lays her hands on me. Every inch of my body ached for her touch. I almost trembled with greed and I had to remind myself that she was in charge.

As she laid her hands on me my heart rate slowed down and I could feel myself starting to let go of the tensions that had brought me to her.

As she worked the knots from my back and shoulders I stayed quiet, no desire to speak. She spent a long time there, then a heating pad was placed over my upper back as she uncovered my ass to rub the tension away there next.

Suddenly she was fingering my bum. I could feel her lazily tracing her finger over the brand that has been a part of me forever. She broke the silence abruptly "so this is what it looks like when they laser out a tattoo".

It was not so much a question as it was an observation. She seemed so genuinely impressed to have figured this out, that I was alright with not correcting her mistake. I felt no need to scare her and tell her that it was and is a two strike, 1800 degree brand. That the brand was deliberate and not a mistake. Nor a scar from a tattoo removal.

As she transitioned back to massaging my body, she said one more thing to me. "The tattoo on your shoulder has left me thinking". The tattoo in question is of a set of handcuffs encasing two hearts with a single tail whip running through it all.

I did not inquire as to what it had her thinking about. I was fairly certain that if I had asked her what she was thinking I would have needed to talk more about myself than I wanted to.

When you pay a RMT (registered massage therapist) for their services, you have the right to quiet enjoyment of the time booked. A pregnancy massage for me was not about to turn into a Kink 101 class for my service provider.

Play Party Invite

This Saturday is Naughty, the only party we host that is open to anything and anyone. (well you do have to be members & you do have to follow the rules)

Naughty is so cool because it is the cross pollination of so many different types of people who play in so many different genres who for one night all gather to be alongside one another. Personally I love the atmosphere at this party more than any other one we host.

The Guest list is looking great and I am excited to see some faces that I've not seen in awhile. Plus this is the last Naughty Party that we will be hosting in our current venue. At months end, we move into our new facility and I am so eager to settle in to so much more space to create events and play in.


If you have not already made yourself a reservation, it is time for you to do so now.

SATURDAY OCTOBER 3rd, 9:00-1:30 AM
NAUGHTY -- A MEMBERS (and guests) ONLY PLAY PARTY
Cost $35 Member / $40 Non Member / $60 Couple
Reservations: jennifer@libidoevents.com
Open to women and women, couples & singles

At the Naughty parties, anything can happen -- it probably did, at the last one -- and anything goes. Whether your fancy is gentle caressing, oral pleasures, slap & tickle BDSM, sensation play, exhibitionism, voyeurism (no one is required to play), or simply bringing a partner (or two) and having sex in such a charged environment, Naughty is for you. With music turned up, we swing open the doors to our Membership body and let the good times flow. (members are welcome to reserve for & bring a non member guest)

Sex, Bondage, BDSM & Social Time

Our massage girl will be on site providing her sensuous erotic massages at $20 for 15 minutes. Sign up when you arrive.

Open to Women & Men, Couples and Singles. Bring your own toys and towel.

Equipment: Six queen size beds, suspension frame, gyno table, bondage table, a set of stocks, a cage, a kneeler spanker, the red rocket, seven massage tables, one massage chair, a stripper pole and a whole lot more.

++Our Sex Machine the Monkey Rocker and the Sybian will be set up with attachments on sale; they range in price from $35-$75 CASH and once you buy it, you just continue to bring it back to LL so that you can ride each and every visit on your own personal insertable. The ride is free; it is the attachment piece you must buy. We have a number in stock, both singles and double insertables.

The kitchen bitch will return and be keeping the snacks stocked all night long for you.

Dress Code: No street clothes, no business suits, no blue jeans, no running shoes, no athletic wear, no camouflage pants, no flannel robes, no sunglasses, and no face masks.

Girl on Girl Masturbation

One of Libido Lounges women members who attended Jack & Jill this past Tuesday wrote about her experience at the event with another woman. With her permission, I post her writing here for your reading pleasure.

I love vulvas. I find them a very attractive feature of any person I wish to pursue, either romantically or for casual sex play. I like them light, dark, wideset, tight, petite, flowery, hairy, stubbly, smooth, pierced, tattooed, and unscathed by any needle. I also find healthy self-regard very enticing in addition to confidence and the ability to communicate effectively about what one wants.

While thinking about all these wonderful things tonight, I smiled and giggled part-way across the room at the woman who shall now be known as Cookie. Other people talked about what they found attractive in a partner until Cookie raised her hand and disclosed that she was in agreement with virtually everything that had already been said. I watched her as she spoke of a "queer energy", which in itself seemed to her to be a misnomer, for which she lacked a better concise phrase. Shortly thereafter, she and I started making hand signals and smiling at each other. It was officially decreed by the time the light conversation group dispersed that I would be fisting Cookie tonight.

We flirted a little longer before I grabbed a pair of gloves and told her it was ladies' choice for a place to play. She chose, very wisely, the gynecological examination table in a small semi-private room. I positioned myself between her very long legs as I lovingly played with her vulva in my hand and her nipple in my mouth. In short order, and while a vibrator pulsated on her clit, one penetrative digit turned into two, then a whole hand as I closed my fist and pushed it inside her. My tongue hanging out and my heavy guage tongue stud seeking her most sensitive regions, I let her fuck my face and my fist simultaneously. Cookie couldn't help herself--her mouth open, perfect tits shaking, legs quivering, and the loudest moans she could produce projecting into the air. The small room filled silently with male witnesses and the smell of Cookie's cum. My hand turned inside and my thumb knuckle mercilessly forced orgasm after orgasm from her g-spot. I turned my hand again, her whole body gyrating around my hand, and turned the back of my hand in circles around her g-spot.

When it came time to pull away as gently as possible while she enjoyed the last orgasm from vaginal fisting she would have of the evening, we moved in perfect harmony and she showered my entire upper chest and torso in her cum. But Cookie wasn't finished.

After re-hydrating herself and blowing up a small inflatable pool, Cookie laid an absorbant surface down on a seat and the pool in front of her. Using nothing more than a cleverly designed dildo, she pumped and squirted while the curious looked onward. A unanimous "wow" was politely uttered by four onlookers after every orgasm. I threw down a blanket for myself in front of her and pulled out a pink glass dildo. After thrusting it in and out of my vagina while I watched her bring herself to orgasm again and again, I felt an inclination to give my whole self over to her in that very moment. Being careful to add extra lube to my glassware, I slowly inserted it into my ass. No sooner was I rapidly thrusting it in and out than I was already reaching for a second toy to vibrate against my clit. Cookie being my sole focus, I felt myself open wide and spill a small flood at my feet for her.

Following my washing up, I observed Cookie and the hostess of the evening discussing Cookie being double-fisted. The hostess offered me a choice between which hand I would play in this delicious scheme, and I very ambitiously stated I would put my best effort into fisting her in the ass. Cookie got up onto a table on all fours, the hostess slid alternating parts of her hand into and over Cookie's vulva, and I inserted one finger at a time in her ass until my whole hand was inside her again. The hostess left us to play, and I explored the sensation of this new extraordinary place I had just been introduced to. Cookie sucked on many gorgeous sets of tits while she backed her ass further onto my hand. At the appropriate moment, I once again extracted myself from deep inside her.

Cookie quickly grabbed an attachment for a manual fucking machine and bounced into the appropriate room while I grabbed handfuls of miniature cookies and cracker sandwiches. Watching her thrusting back and forth on the rocking machine, I felt an overwhelming impulse to ride her until I came all over her again. I approached her and placed my feet around one of her legs. Pulling on her hair, kissing her sweet lips while she squirted all over my foot, and masturbating while she licked my stomach, I felt something incredible building up inside me. Soon, she could see it, and inserted her fingers to draw it out. I continued making my own contributions until I gushed down her arm and all over both of our legs.

Never before had I imagined, even in my wildest dreams, that I could feel so free to express myself in so many ways with any person. In her arms or with my arms thrusting my hand into her, I feel truly in touch with my sense of self as much as I am in tune with her body. In these moments, through these experiences, the rest of the world dissolves away. I am truly able to embrace my real self.

Wisdom Teeth Extracted @ 30 weeks pregnant

This day is filled with mixed emotions, and it's not even half over yet.

We are 30 weeks pregnant today, another joyful milestone that we've reached together. This has us so happy as a family, and means that we are now in the final stretch. Jason brought flowers home today for me, it is a day worth celebrating for sure.

This morning at ten, Jason drove me to my dreaded appointment with a dental surgeon. I had been given a sedative before leaving home and once in the detail chair I was given a local anesthetic. After about eight or nine needles were injected into my gums, pallet and cheeks I soon noticed that my mouth and lips were frozen solid.

It did not take long before the first impacted wisdom tooth was cut into pieces, then each section was removed from my lower jaw. Relief filled me and I sighed as they told me that one was out and only one more to go. I kept my eyes shut as they stitched shut the first hole.

The second tooth was three quarters out already and they locked some tool around it, clicked it into place and then yanked that sucker right out, in one smooth motion. I trembled with relief, then left my eyes closed as they stitched shut hole number two.

Now our whole family is home. I am in my robe on the sofa alternating between bouts of hysterical tears as the pain runs through my mouth and jaw and also trying desperately to pretend as though it is not as bad as it really is. The comfort of having people around me that are willing to do anything to make me feel better seems in theory like a good idea, but truth be told, I am a horrible patient right now.

My face and cheek are swollen like a chipmunks so luckily for me I don't have to go to work till Saturday.

Being pregnant has brought some serious challenges medically to me and at this moment, if possible, all I would like to do is to give birth and have it all come to an end.

Baby Registery (we're getting close now)

If you are one of the people in my life whose been asking me what the baby is in need of, this post should answer that question and satisfy your curiosity all at once.

A few weeks back Jason and I spent an afternoon at Babies R Us where we went and registered with their Gift Registry. They give you a scanner and you wander through the store bar code scanning all the items that you need. Jason had the scanner in hand and enjoyed shooting at items that appealed to us ... it was a rather fun process and bonding experience.

We have already bought a lovely deep brown new crib and change table, along with a matching car seat and deluxe stroller combo. This is all set up and ready to go. Plus the babies room is painted fresh and all scrubbed out.

Lounge members T & E gifted us with boxes upon boxes of baby boy clothes and an assortment of other really cool swag necessary to parenting an infant.

We have even more clothes that we've purchased and truth be told the little guy needs no further clothing. Everything is washed and folded and put away according to sizes.

So the items that we have requested on the gift registry are all items that we are in need of and do not currently have.

Our registry can be found here

We are listed under the name "Skrukwa"

Boundaries & the creation of

Without doubt, I am rather skilled at creating boundaries that keep my family life and my personal life drama free.

It is a challenge though for me to create and maintain professional boundaries due to working within such a highly charged environment of uniquely diverse people.

There always seem to be unusual circumstances, or more than meets the eye going on. This in turns means what I would not permit to be around me personally by way of issues, can at times be present at work.

The creation and maintaining of good boundaries is what keeps one safe, sane and enjoying life.

When do you draw the line and create absolutes?

How do you tell someone in a professional context that they are not welcome in your world? Do you explain why?

I want to be fair on the one hand, and I also want to be tolerant. Yet I refuse to feel taken advantage of, or as though someone is attempting to squash me. Business or not, it is my responsibility to ensure I continue enjoying my profession with out resentment towards people or situations. I certainly don't need any one persons business dollars enough to permit them to cross my boundaries.

So advice on the boundaries questions would sure be appreciated.

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A couple from yesterdays orientation wrote about the experience. Check it out.

Bringing You up To Speed

I know, I know, its been a few days since I've managed to type out a post here. Time has just escaped me, at least on a personal level. Let me fill you in.

Thursday night Jason left for a conference and that left the teenager and I home alone for a night in of girl time. Then Friday she left for a retreat weekend with sixty other teenagers a boat ride away.

Friday night I was on my own running the Sensual Massage night at The Lounge which nineteen lucky people attended. It was well executed and is already scheduled to happen next month as well. The touch, attention, massage and energy was all incredible, I came home from the event feeling really pleased with how things went went.

Saturday I woke early and ran about packing two separate bags. One load of stuff was for the afternoon class I was hired to teach to sixteen woman at a bridal shower in Yale Town. The class was a huge success for everyone present and I was even asked to teach at another shower of one of the other women next month as well. What an honor to be requested back to do what I do so well. They praised me endlessly, which of course left me feeling awesome.

The second bag I had packed in the morning was for the evening party I was hosting. Sultry, Libido Lounges couples only bath house soiree. From teaching a private class to hosting a party I transitioned effortlessly between events. Truth be told I had some help, and could not have done it so easily without my friends. The lovely Red and S. Plus the dynamic duo of K & L. These people really out did themselves with doing the bath house set up for me, being pregnant and without Jason meant that their help made it all possible for me.

Sultry was different this month ... our first one of the season. It ran not at full capacity and with people catching up with one another after the summer hiatus. Much happened but the most memorable for me personally was myself and another woman "doing" a good friend of ours. Three chicks playing together is always adventurous. Bondage, necking, nipple torture, pussy spanking and a footing too. Yes, I typed that correctly, a footing. Think fisting, now flip that idea around and think about a foot. The sex was wet, sweaty, loud and yeah, orgasmic. The victims clitoris may have been subjected to stretching and some flicking that made it swell to epic proportions. It was a merry good time.

I got home Sunday morning around 1AM, and was in bed by two. Awaking this morning around 10 so I could make the trek back to the Lounge for Hatha Nude Yoga, and then Member Orientation where another seven people became our newest inductees. A long time blog reader of mine became a member today along with his wife and they brought me a lovely freshly baked gift too. Getting to know them better in real time, and not on the internet is going to be interesting. They seem even more cool than I had imagined them to be.

Back home to our nest this evening around 6PM to the teenager back again from her antics while away and my man home early too. What a surprise. With an entire weekend of the house to myself and I had not a chance to enjoy a single moment of solitude. Though having everyone here in such a comforting feeling.

Tomorrow is a day of recovery, which is needed desperately, especially since my wisdom teeth are coming out this week. There is no rest for the wicked that's for certain.

Have you checked out our October calendar yet? Reservations are now being accepted for all events listed.

Sensual Massage Event Vancouver

FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 25
8:00 - 10:30 (no late arrivals)
SENSUAL MASSAGE NIGHT
members only
$25 member, $40 couple
Reservations Required: jennifer@libidoevents.com

Here is your chance to get a lingering sensual massage and to give sensual massage in a safe environment.

This social relaxing event is open to men and women and is an all inclusive environment. You'll be respectfully touched by people of both sexes.

The evening starts with a short group ritual and then a conversation about group rules around boundaries to ensure each person gets the experience they are seeking. Then we break into groups on The Lounges countless massage tables.

Depending on the number of people attending each person will be massaged for a period of time, before "returning the favor". You may well have two or three sets of hands working you over at some point.

This event is non sexual, your preferences for pressure and massage placement will be honored.

There is no dress code, though wearing clothing easy to remove is most helpful. You may choose to be massaged while nude, or while wearing underwear.

You *must* bring your own towel. Massage oils and hot stones are provided.

Snacks will be out and subtle music and aromatherapy will fill the air.

Foot Fetish Party Vancouver

A lovely woman who attended last nights Foot Fetish and Worship Party wrote a little review of the event from her perspective and has allowed me to post it here.

I myself had a wonderful time: my feet were pampered, kissed, massaged and they even managed to do some trampling on a particularly handsome victim.

I feel invigorated.

I just got back from the foot fetish party at the lounge. I had an even more wonderful time than I expected.

I wore a short jean skirt (zippers up each side), a black lace-trimmed tank top, and knee-high black boots.

Underneath I wore a black lacy see-through low-cup bra, matching garter belt and thigh-high black stockings.

And pearls.

My hair was up.

I received a foot and whole leg massage from the nicest guy there. He told me about how his 9 year marriage (and 10 year relationship) ended about a year ago. The whole time he never told her he had a foot fetish. He became a lounge member just so he could come to this event.

While being luxuriously rubbed, I had a lovely poly talk with another poly girl (who was also getting rubbed by a different guy).

And then I had front row seats to a good ol' fashioned trampling. This woman put her husband inside of a leather body bag. He wore a leather mask. His wife pulled his cock and balls out of a small hole in the body bag. There were holes in the bag over his nipples. He loved being walked on and kicked and trampled by women in heels. He loved it and groaned with agony-pleasure.

A pregnant Jennifer jumped up and down on his balls (the rest of the men could barely watch).

It was loads of fun.

And my legs feel great.

I think I'll go again to the next one (couple months away).

You Know Who You Are

My To Do list lately is a constant source of keeping me busy, as every time I check an item off as complete I am also adding another two items to accomplish. There is just that much to do. Fall is always busy for me professionally and my calendar becomes a juggling act to maintain. Add to this my pregnancy and you can likely imagine the increase in commitments and feelings of being overwhelmed.

I am only managing as well as I am because I am supported by so many wonderful people. My family, friends and an enormous amount of volunteers have all stepped up lately to alleviate my load. It's hard describe how I feel: relieved, honored, loved and revered all come to mind.

This place in life was not one that was on my radar, then along came Jason and everything changed. I am blessed to be here and consider it possible due to the many people who surround me.

Thank you for the part you play in my life.

Pregnant Woman Bathing

This was the remedy to the back ache I had been struggling with all day.

Non Consensual Pain

My wisdom tooth is causing me non consensual pain, the variety that I find not appealing at any time. Though two teeth are coming in and both are badly impacted, one is horribly worse than the other and as such even has me on antibiotics. That I am taking Tylenol 3's to alleviate tooth pain and my newly added misery of middle back pain is such a dreadful reality. I can only pray that the dental surgeon on Tuesday and the massage therapist on Thursday will be able to offer me more hope for recovery than I am currently feeling at this moment.

Today was Hatha Nude Yoga at The Lounge, and a lovely class it was. Following that was a new member orientation and we welcomed yet another group of new converts.

We came home and Jason assembled the new baby crib. It is just lovely in a deep chocolate brown. Tomorrow I pick up the mattress and then the bed will be complete.

The baby is coming and it's hard to believe that the time has flown on by so fast. This next little while will be us trying to cram as much as possible into our days. Wish us luck.

Squirting Orgasms

Yesterday we had sex. Not just your run of the mill ordinary sex either. We connected and moved together in such a way that things got explosive.

I was on my back with my legs spread, knees drawn up and feet firmly planted on the bed. He was on his knees between my parted thighs looking down at me with lust and awe. I came so hard that I squirted ejaculate all over his tummy as he thrust his cock deep into me.

I came a second time, writhing and screaming as it took me on a wave of ecstasy. He could not hold out any longer and soon left his seed all over me with great delight.

Then we both burst out laughing uncontrollably. The bed was soaking wet and we were both sticky, sweaty and panting. It felt so good to be able to loose control for awhile with one another.

Then we had to strip the bed, including the mattress pad and do a load of laundry.

Explore New Delights

Tonight is Exploratorium.

A Drop In event at Libido Lounge. Members may bring a non member guest. Show up at any point during the hours the event runs.

These are the confirmed booths that you can choose to partake in.

• Sexy Sensation Seeking
• Restrictive Bondage
• Just a Poke - Needles
• Sensual Body Massage
• Suspension Bondage
• E-Stim electricity
• Suction Cupping
• A Peck, Necking & Smooching - Kissing
• Silk Scarf Bondage
• Yummy Flogging
  
• Spanking Backsides

Explore unusual sensations, meet new people, learn something about yourself and watch others undertake that which you are unsure of.

It's a great event, a ton of fun and designed to move at your pace. Welcomed are men & women, couples and singles + there is no dress code. Come as you are.

Human Furniture Image

Me in 1998, sitting on the human chair and using the luscious human foot stool as part of a House Of Gord photo shoot. (one of many sets I modeled for them over time)

My life has been far from ordinary and remains extraordinary.

Submissive Woman I am (at times)

This is an older rather powerful photo taken of me about six years ago now. What you see is me, at the end of part two of a four part intense multi-day play scene with a sadistic creative partner.

This documents well the emotional component of the day. The physical portion that followed next took me a couple weeks to recover from.

I learned so much about myself this day that I reminisce regularly about this period of time as one of great personal growth.

Picking the Right Time, Place & Event

Today I bring you a funny, and three event announcements. Enjoy the laugh and come join us at Libido Lounge for these upcoming events.

1. Last night I was talking to a young, good looking woman. She asked me if I liked breasts or legs. I told her what I really liked was a shaved pussy. Apparently I'm not welcome back at K.F.C. any time soon.
2. Wednesday tomorrow is Restraining Order, our drop in bondage event. Come by and maybe find yourself tied up, or tie someone else up. There are always people kicking around who are looking for play partners.
3. This Friday is Exploratorium, your chance to sample numerous different types of sensations at the hands of our experiences in house volunteers. It's a drop in event, come on by.
4. Saturday is our Couples Only Sex Party, you'll need to reserve a spot for yourself, so get on it. Like now. jennifer@libidoevents.com

Choices

It can be said that I am popular in certain arenas and amongst many lovely people. I am flattered by this and enjoy the friendships and opportunities that present themselves because of this fact.

It can also be said that I attract people to me like a flame attracts moths. I am bright and noticeable, people for the most part enjoy being around my energy and self.


One of the draw backs of being shiny, is that sometimes I attract the attention of people whom I'd rather not have.

I am friendly, cordial and kind to everyone, yet there are always those that push the limits of my niceties.

If we are friends or even regular acquaintances, we are apt to embrace when seeing one another after an absence or upon hello's.

If we are travel in similar circles we likely engage in personal levels of intimate chit chat from time to time.

Some people obviously are way closer to me than others, this is life.

I am known by more people that I can keep up with. Though I do try to recognize those that treat me kindly and attempt to learn something about each person. It is a challenge though.

There are certain individuals who grate me the wrong way. It is not relevant who they are, what is more important is for me to admit that this is true: I do not like everyone. Nor do I have to. I am entitled to my feelings.

What bothers me is the people who know I do not care for them, yet still spend time vying for my attention. If I have an issue with a person I tell them thus freeing myself from someone trying to know me better. I save my energy levels for those whom I want to know, not for those who throw themselves at my feet.

If you know we are not friends, stop pretending that we are. Watching people trying to get into my circle of peers using my name or the pretense that we are friendly really pisses me off. Don't make me have to tell others why I do not trust or like you. Just leave me alone, or find a way in that does not involve using my name.

I have spent years cultivating my network and it is shared with those who have good values, ethics, boundaries, communication skills and whom are trustworthy. If we are not friends, the aforementioned list should give you an idea as to "why not".

I don't fake making nice either. Either we are friends, or we are not. Don't schmooze me in public and dis me privately. I will never do either to you. What you see is what get from me and of me.

Don't follow me around like a stalker, it won't help your case. I see you, I am just not interested in you.

Don't attempt to make friends with those closest to me as a way to me. I'm not playing your game.

Leave my partners out of this, I tell them everyone. Beware.

Nothing left to give

My morning started early, to early. I had not slept well at all last night. Once I was out of bed it was a whirlwind of activity as I readied myself for my days work.

In less than hour I had packed my teaching bag, located my class notes and refreshed myself on my coaching clients needs.

Jason drove me to The Lounge and we set the place up for what was to happen over the next seven hours.

My private coaching clients arrived on time, they are a wonderful couple whom I have had the privilege of working with before. Our appointment went smoothly and that was my first of three accomplishments to navigate.

Next was a Couples Only Interactive class, everyone who had reserved arrived promptly. The two hours went fast, with each half of the couple working over the half while I led and instructed. The main room was smoking hot, and I was overjoyed to facilitate such action.

After the couples class ended and everyone had left, there remained just short of thirty minutes for me to clean the place. Things were everywhere and I needed to prep fast for the afternoons Member Orientation class.

As I unlocked the door, the next wave of people arrived. What a lovely group they were. Introducing them to The Lounge and our offerings brought me great joy, despite some contractions that were bothering me and feet that I could feel swelling by the minute.

Jason showed up just before six and met everyone in the class right before they were on their way out the door. We set the place back up for the next scheduled adventure and then he drove us home.

Here I sit naked in the living room, feet up, feeling fatigued beyond comprehension. I'm horny too--what a horrid contrast.

I think what next I need is a meal. It just struck me that I have yet to eat anything today.

The New Lounge

Architectural plans are complete, done to scale and the necessary specifications. Handicap access has been dealt with. Parking Permit applications finished. Renovations list has been handed over to the appropriate tradesmen.

What a run-around today was, and all under serious time constraints. Thankfully this part of the process is now over. Now to practice patience, and wait for others to do what they need to so we can continue moving forward.

An evening at home is just what we need to recuperate from our hectic pace. All of us are in for a family dinner and some down time.