Thursday Highlights

Yesterday was an unusual day of sorts. Jason who is rarely sick enough to take a day off, spent the day in bed being rather unwell. Of course with my husband home bound my day of work was shot, I just never get anything completed when he's around as he is such a handsome distraction.

In the evening I headed to the Lounge to see a coaching client and then Deviant Dining, a great group gathered to eat and to laugh their asses off. The odd humor we shared last night is partly what made the event so wonderful indeed.

After dinner and late now, at 9, my friend Marilyn packed me into her car and drove me into the city for the grand opening of a new adult store. We arrived to Sweet around 9:30 and it was packed with people eating, drinking and making purchases from the new place. While there we ran into a fantastic bunch of people that we both know so we hung out with them and plotted future kinky encounters.

With luck obviously on my side, I won a huge gift basket as well and even managed to buy a swanky new pair of panties from their new line of clothing the store is carrying thanks to my pal being their buyer.

and life continues on

Wow time flies, it seems I have been negligent in posting for three whole months. Tsk tsk, this was not intentional on my behalf. It happened more due to my being caught up in life, you know how that goes I am sure.

So let's bring you up to speed on where life has taken me, I'll keep it brief and just hit the high points. Then as I start to blog again more often, you'll have some frame of reference for things.

Currently I have a head and chest cold and Jason is over due for his post vasectomy cum in a cup appointment.

Last month I turned 39 years old and celebrated with a trip to Las Vegas. While in Vegas, Jason and I finally were married, it was all previously planned and we even did it live on the internet. The ceremony was progressive and exactly what we wanted it to be for us. Want to watch it, write me and I'll send you the link.

The end of this month Pickle will be two, its rather remarkable how fast he is growing up. My daughter will be eighteen soon and the difference between raising them both is just night and day.

The Lounge turned four this month already, it's kinda crazy. Over 2000 members at this point, this next year is a time of great change for my professionally.

My relationships continue strong and steady. Allena's cancer has been kicked and she made the decision to forgo augmentation and during it all she met someone super special to her. Amy remains a spit fire and so not one to fit into a label and the rest of the tribe are quite seriously more of a handful than I am.

Ben makes me laugh and reminds me to give myself a break now and again, I admire his outlook on life. Marilyn is the friend I wish I had twenty years ago, she has wisdom that I cherish. Sheryl shows me that one woman is capable of so much on her own. Victoria's struggles are an obvious reminder to me to take the time to listen to others, she is a source of strength. Judy is proof that regardless of age, love and a reshaping of ones life is always possible. Lisa has shown me a steady relationship of friendship based on respect. Clive hears me and always has the time, his family values are admirable and his advice is sound.

My health has been on a slow climb out of the depths of hell thankfully, but not without much suffering, piles of money spent on drugs and a lot of medical professionals helping me. To be fair, Jason carried me through the worst of it, and when he was unable to do it any longer, the hospital was there for me to be admitted to.

We did a complete remodel on the outside of our home as well and the renovation process was enough to make me feel like running away. But it's done now and damn, does it ever look fantastic. Both Jason and the companies we hired did a way better job than I ever could have hope for.

My Taboo Sex Show touring schedule for 2011 - 2012 started last week with a four day teaching gig in Calgary. Later this week, I head off to Edmonton to do it all over again, then no more shows till January with Taboo.

It has been a time of great introspection for me these past few months, I feel as though I am coming out of a fog. The rat race had kept me busy for so long, that slowing long enough to check in with me and take care of my family and priorities was just suddenly a must do item for me.

Day 2 Camped Out

Breasts Hand Painted

Exploratorium is always a blast, it is the Lounges kinky carnival. This month we had a couple of new booths that turned out really well. And we changed up how the event runs too and things turned out great. Seeing as I have been under the weather, the team of people running everything has done so splendidly and without incident. I am proud to be considered a friend to such wonderful caring people who surround me both at home and at work as volunteers and as confidants.

The new booth Sharp Pointy Things, Knives & Claws was received with glowing praise by those who submitted on a gynecological table to the woman running the booth's evil ways.

And the body painting booth, was a perfect new addition. Wonderful woman, sexy as all hell, flirtatious, and a killer attitude and she paints, on anything, skin included. This is the art work that Eiralyn did on me and the evil woman's chests.

And all the volunteers running the other booths always do such an exceptional job. Seeing as most of the volunteers if not all, are people I call friends, I am not surprised that the event is such a positive experience for those who take part.

Abduction Vancouver

The shoes in the photograph above are the pair that I wore to Virgin Saturday night. I took them off at nights end to wander around bare foot and let my feet relax. One of my good friends then slipped them into his bag and kidnapped them, unbeknown to me.

I awoke this morning to said photo and a note that said "The shoes are safe for now."

Then he sent this photo and a note 'At least for the moment."

And still later, the kidnapper sent this "The shoes are turning into quite the little pain slut. I may have to change tactics."

Thus far, my shoes have been kidnapped, assaulted, bound in rope, electrified, pallet wrapped and now threatened with vibration.

I'm not sure if I should pay the ransom .... or not, and see where this sexy scene ends up.

Army & Navy Show Sale 2011

No April Fools day joke here. I don't laugh about issues this serious.

Mark your calendars now, book time off of work and start saving your money.

Arrive early, really early. Bring your own bags to pack your purchases in. Wear flat shoes and comfy clothing.


It's the Army and Navy Annual Shoe Sale.
The prices are ridiculously cheap for designer names on all women 's footwear.


It starts Wednesday April 27th.


If you want to come shopping with me, drop me an email, it would be fun to go with a posse of women.

jennifer@libidoevents.com

As my Jason knows, I suck dick for shoes. So the next three weeks leading up to the sale are going to be filled with lots of blow jobs.


I'll be there, with lots of money in hand (thanks Jason) and a serious desire to buy shoes.

And for the record, if you want new shoes, you can't blow Jason for the dough. Instead, you are responsible for blowing your own man as my guy will be kinda chafed, and broke.

Pornography vs Art

Uncle_M produces a lot of fetishy images that land young damsels who are dressed pin-up style in rope bondage that then get's photographed.

Uncle_M does not like it when I say he is a pornographer. He says he is a pleasure artist, not a pornographer.

Uncle_M believes that since his models are clothed, that his work is then not pornographic.

Uncle _M was on BC Ferries yesterday and he sent me this message

"I'm on the ferry coming back from Victoria and hooked into the wifi on the boat. Did you know that libidoevents.com is blocked as being a porn site while pinup bondage is not? Even the government classifies my stuff as art."

I can just imagine his extreme glee at discovering his website as being viewed as artistic, rather than pornographic. He's never going to let me forget this either.

Request for Participants

My good friend Tim sent me this request and so I pass it on to you.

"Interviews on BDSM as a Therapeutic Method."

As a student at Goddard College I am gathering stories from individuals who have experienced sexual trauma and have, either successfully or unsuccessfully, intentionally used BDSM to cope with, treat, or otherwise re-direct their emotions around the issue. BDSM is a compound acronym referring to Bondage, Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism and Masochism among other variants in sexual exploration. For the purposes of this survey it is the term used to account for all "alternative" sexual practices related to the mentioned activities.

This interview is being administered under the assumption that you, as the interviewee, have at some point willingly experimented with spanking, being tied up, tying someone up, role playing, and other related activities that may not be detailed in this interview. If discussing these aspects of your experience is not acceptable please feel free to end the interview now. If not, we will begin with some questions to establish a common understanding and build to more personal questions.

With those willing, I would like to do interviews in person or over the phone as available. I will be making personal trips to the San Francisco, Seattle, New York and other areas to hold interviews if enough participants are interested. Phone interviews will be conducted for those unable or uninterested in attending.

The final purpose of this project is to assemble a collected work of stories and experiences that expresses some of the decisions and feelings involved in the various paths people have taken through this. The presentation will be similar to The Vagina Monologues, Pouring Tea, and other collected oral and written histories.

-Tim Murray tim.murray@goddard.edu


LINK TO TIM'S STUDY

Can this really be happening?

This post is likely going to bounce all over the map, as my head is full of half thoughts twirling round and round.

Saturday was the Lounges Valentines Day party --- and by all accounts the night was epic. Out of town guests, a day of bondage classes and great people made the party as awesome as it was. But the day was long, we arrived to the Lounge at 9 in the morning and left at 1:30 the next morning.

There are more than just clients and attendees that attend our events, many of those present are our friends. And this is exactly why days like today can happen, because its easier to hustle for those you care for.

What was so over the top for us was having to pick up Pickle from the babysitters at 2 in the morning, by the time we drove home and got to bed ourselves it was three o'clock.

Sunday we were up early, as we had a day trip to Tulalip, Washington. Our destination, reserve land, and the home of a wise man. Allena had chosen her tribe and called upon us to join her in a special Sweat to offer healing before her surgery. It was memorable and in all honesty, I learned many things that I am not quite yet ready to articulate. Maybe one day, I'll write about what it looked like to be present for such an event, but not now.

I would do anything for Allena, go anywhere for her, topple over anyone in her way, move mountains and cross borders to get to her, reach out and drag her towards me if she needed me, and even give her parts of myself --- we are fam-ily. We drove home along the I5 talking about living and our families plans for life. At 11 last night we pulled into our driveway, absolutely positively spent.

By the time we visited with the teenager who was baking cookies, and the car had been unloaded, all we could do was to crawl into bed. Jason pulled me in tight, his breath almost becoming my own as I inhaled his scent and basked in the glow of his loving support. We are both done in.

Today I recover from the weekend and gather my emotions to support Allena Tuesday as that's her surgery day. Oddly enough the last couple of days, everywhere I look there are signs of what we are journeying through. The breast cancer emblem is everywhere, commercials filled with optimism and joy are on television and I have to say, that there are countless stories of hope. And in that I find strength.

Fire Flogging, Fire Caning, Fire Play

Last night we had my friend and his partner who were in town from Alaska, attend Deviant Dining as our guests.

Thirty people showed up to watch the FIRE show put on by my friend. His style is vastly different than locals that I know, so I wanted to ensure an opportunity existed for him to showcase his talents.

His fire floggers are just mesmerizing to watch and the fire canes looked down right nasty. The ice fire cups were intense to just bear witness too as was the rest of the show. After J was done showing his skills off, he so graciously offered to light many of our guests on fire.

And off with the clothes, first one, then two and in the end a number of folks had an experience they never thought they would. It was great fun to watch and to cheer on the nervous nellies amongst us. Plus with just low lighting in the Lounge for this dinner, the fire was really magnificent to see.

The women who tried fire were all so subtle almost erotic to watch, but then, it was Craig's turn. He's a man. With a hairy back. Which made Craig the smelly guy who used to have a hairy back. Just to be a real ham, Craig let J light his penis on fire with flash cotton --- now that was surreal to watch.

And for the record, no injuries. No burns. Good times all around. Lots of cherry popping as we like to call it.

Seeing as the monthly dinners keep becoming more popular, it's our goal to continue to make them an upbeat opportunity for our members to hang out with one another.

In case you're wondering Uncle_M was the first one done eating and the first one to break into the desserts. There were a couple of bondage pin up models present too. Almost as many couples as singles. And the single ratio of men to women was about equal -- the food was and always is outstanding.

After eating for two and a half hours, talking with everyone and watching the show, still at nights end, I had to tell people it was time to head home. This is the measure of a successful event -- they won't leave.

Next Deviant Dining is Thursday March 3, mark your calendar and start plotting what dish to bring.

Jack Rinella

My good friend, author and fellow kinkster Jack Rinella has decided to start writing again. For those of you not familiar with Jack, he's an old gay leather man who is insightful as hell and whom I share a mutual um, attraction to.

Leather Views is his column and it is published weekly. He can be controversial, opinionated, dark, witty and honest all in one breath. Well, almost. For a long time Jack published regulary, then went on hiatius from his column for a period, so the return of his words, thrills many of us to no end.

Kidnapped & Tortured Vancouver

Last week it was a good friends birthday. So to honor her, another friend and I kidnapped her, hooded, in a mini van. We drove to an undisclosed location where by her mug shot was taken whilst she was cuffed and blindfolded. See above photo for proof. Then we took her to a house of torture, where she was subjected to various procedures. And finally the evening ended with us all talking about sex and relationships while laughing over Chinese food. We three are just so bad-ass!

Dinner Party

Last night we had seven friends over for a fondue dinner, with us, it was a nine person soiree. The evening was filled with tasty great food and the chance to catch up with our buddies outside of play party environments.

Our friends are the best. They continually astound me with their generosity, open mindedness and passion for living.

This was the first time that we have had a dinner party since Pickle was born. He handled the experience beautifully. Till bedtime. Then, then he came unglued.

The conversations of a group of friendly perverts gathered over wine and food are outrageous and so not for the faint of heart.

After everyone left, and Pickle was soundly asleep, Jason and I left the baby sleeping in his crib with the teenager at home. And we went for a walk around midnight.

Taking Her Down

She's been a friend for a very long time. Our relationship started when her and her previous woman lover took an interactive sex class with me some maybe eight years ago now I think.

Fierce, strong, self aware, loud, intelligent.

I have always found her to be stunningly attractive. Her mane of brilliant red hair along with her luscious smile always catches my attention, each and every time I see her.

We've had sex more than a few times over the years and each time it's been so good. We compliment each others kinkiness.

I can count on her for a laugh, support, kindness and critical observations too. When I ask a favor, she comes through for me time and time again.

Her husband and I have frolicked a time or two as well.

In a couple of weeks our paths will cross for a few hours and my plan is to beat her. To take her down to a place of tears, to show her the depth of my sadism and to seduce her deepest masochist tendencies out of her. I'll play her well, and in the end, she will be grateful.

Black, blue, bloody ... she will be a mess. Giggling like she is prone to do when she is high on endorphins and pain. I'll comfort her and wrap her up in my arms as we sit together talking about the scene we will have just played out.

Because really, what are friends for?

Sexy Women

My good friend Uncle M emailed me this photo as it reminded him of me for some reason. Though I see no resemblance, it is such a lovely image that I thought I would re post it here for your viewing pleasure.

You can view Uncle M's website here and you can meet him in person every other month at Libido Lounge's Exploratorium event, where he runs our restrictive bondage booth.

A Change of Pace

We had dinner tonight with a lovely couple we met a few years back in the local scene. They are life time Lounge members and good friends too.

It's always nice when the four of us get together outside of events and have a chance to talk with a party going on around us.

We did however need to take the baby with us, and for some reason he chose this evening to be a handful. So not like him. Perhaps he knows that tomorrow I"m leaving for a few days and acting up was his way of getting more time with me.

Not that it mattered though, dinner was absolutely delicious and we were happy to have an excuse to get dressed up and go out for a shared meal with our pals.

Now I need to finish packing for my flight early tomorrow morning to Regina.

Poker, Scotch, Cigars & Women

Friday was Jason's birthday and there was quite the celebration that took place.

After last years party I threw for him without him knowing, I wanted to do the whole surprise thing again.

He knew something was going on, but what it was, eluded him. He was a wee bit fearful and it showed. I found it amusing to watch him be antsy over my plotting and scheming.

I threw a surprise party for Jason's 39th birthday and invite some of his work buddies and another good friend of his too. The party was themed SINFUL.

Scotch, everyone attending was too bring a bottle of to share.

Cigars, bring one to smoke or some to share.

Poker, bring money and be prepared to play.

To make the evening even more exciting, I invited along four of my most lovely and provocative women friends.

The women were assigned the tasks of pouring the men drinks. Lighting their cigars. Fetching snacks for the gentlemen. Being visual eye candy. And of course keeping them stimulated with neck, arms, shoulder, scalp and chest massages.

The guys loved the attention, and they were in their zone being waited upon by women dressed to the nines in alluring evening wear.

As the evening progressed, we women undressed one another and left our outfits aside for our fine lingerie that was underneath. Kissing girls had plenty of male attention.

And of course, there was sex of the live performance variety. Sex machines, fistings, strap-on's and other unmentionable pleasures were all enjoyed by the women only. The men played poker and we were what one might call, the back drop.

Jason had quite the evening as did his friends. Some of the guys were completely overwhelmed by their friends good fortune to have a woman such as me for a partner. That I created such a party for my man and his friends was more than these men could have ever imagined for themselves.

Next year is Jason's 40th. I should start now the planning to make sure it's another memorable birthday. I love him that much.

Help Two Local Artists

On December 25th/09 a good friend of mine who is an artist along with her artist friend (whom she shared a studio space with) lost all of their art, art supplies, furniture and journals/references among other things to a terrible fire that burned down our studio to the ground.

Wonderful friends have organized a fundraiser for the two of them to help then get a fresh start.

Many local artists and merchants of the neighborhood have generously donated art, products and services for the fundraiser which is the result of a great community spirit.

Here’s what:

Fundraiser on Jan 29th/2010 at the
Third Avenue Gallery
1727 West 3rd Ave from 7-11 pm

FULL DETAILS


There will be a silent art auction and raffles with all kinds of cool goods and art, food, wine and music. Please let others know about it. It'd be lovely to see you at this event.

Thanks so much,

Sonja Hebert


PS. I wish to let those of you know who have an interest in acquiring pieces of mine, that 6 panels of a 16 piece series completed in the late fall where exhibited at the Atsui Gallery in The Evolution of Inspiration show last November. These 6 saved ones were stored at the gallery until the end of December hence their survival. I will send more info and images about these works in early March, but you can always contact me via this email if you have an interest in securing a piece now.

Nominate my friends

This request just came today from a mailing list I am on. If you have ever seen the Wet Spots perform, then I highly recommend that you nominate them - they deserve it.

Hi folks,

It's been a while since we wrote. 2009 was a busy year for us, but not in a 'million shows a week' kind of way. We spent most of the last 12 months working away at writing, scoring and mounting an original show called SHINE - A Burlesque Musical. SHINE is a comedy about a seedy downtown burlesque cabaret theater and the talented family of misfits who try to save it from demolition or worse - respectability. Many of you saw it last summer.

SHINE was a joy to create. We wrote thirteen original songs and an entire script in under two months - an unheard of level of productivity for us. We then managed to assemble a dynamite team to bring it to the stage for two Vancouver runs. And now, we have been nominated for two Ovation Awards. The Ovations recognize excellence in musical theater in Vancouver. SHINE has been nominated for "Best New Original Work" and our choreographer Miss April O'Peel has been nominated for "Best Gypsy". The awards are a straight-up popularity contest, and we need your vote! Click the link below to help us out, it only takes a moment. Voting closes on January 24th.

CLICK HERE

The "Best New Original Work" Award is a cash prize. We are currently planning a multi-city tour for SHINE for 2010, so a win here would give us a bit of money to underwrite the tour. Hopefully to get it to a theater near you!

All the best and may 2010 bring you great joy!

John

Return to Work

Tonight I leave the house and go to work for a few hours. Jason is coming with me. The Pickle is going to the babysitters. Or better put, the Pickle is being looked after by some friends of ours, their whole family is going to watch him for a few hours.

I need to go out for a few hours and not be a mommy nor a patient. The break is just what I need to feel like my normal self. Funny that I think a break is going to work.

Should be a fun evening at the Lounge, seeing many familiar faces and doing what I am so passionate about. Thankfully we have people in our lives who we trust enough to care for the baby.

I am working Saturday and Sunday for a few hours each day, here is hoping that I can handle it.