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.

Wedding Bells

Getting engaged was easy, as I knew nothing about it and was happily kept in the dark till the big surprise.

It appears that planning the big day is a wee bit time consuming and demands attention to details in order to get the wedding we want and not something hum drum.

We know what we don't want.

And we've agreed on some ideas of what we do want.

I have a rather comprehensive list of website links and friends bringing me Wedding and Bridal magazines.

We want an All Inclusive, that will double as our wedding place and our honeymoon destination all in one.

A place somewhere with Tropical heat and reputable experience in hosting weddings that dreams are made of.

Two weeks, one with the family and friends present and the second on our own.

Exciting excursions, a quiet resort, hot sunny beaches, excellent food, places to walk to, and luxurious spa/massage services.

No further away than a six to seven hour flight and in North America.

We've already been to the Dominican Republic, Maui and Cuba in the last 18 months, so somewhere else.

Where we end up, should be suitable for our teenager, our parents and our friends alike.

The reception, well that is a whole other story, to be sorted out later.

Late Night Sex

Yesterday we went down to Granville Island and for the first time I was able to meet the jeweler who made my engagement ring. It was lovely to put a face to the man who changed my life and who created such a beautiful piece of art for my finger, announcing to the world, and proudly reminding me of our upcoming marriage. The jeweler was such a kind man, very soft spoken and so happy to see us together and the ring on my hand. He polished it all nice and shiny and told me to come back twice a year for a cleaning, free of charge.

Then last night, we had sex. It started very unusually, RC was in a surprisingly dominant mood as he pinned me to the bed with his body weight, and grasping hard a fistful of my hair to force me to comply. It came out of no where this assertiveness, but I believe it may have something to do with yesterdays scene where I was op top, and I beat on his chest, thighs and of course penis and testicles with gusto. So anyways.

RC was being dominant, and I was struggling to be more passive and accommodating for him. He was attempting to do things to me that cause me to cry out, and well, the teenager was asleep in the next room. Which I reminded him about, hoping he'd let up on me. Not so much. He told me to stifle it, and continued on his merry path of torture. Eventually he had me roll over, face down into the sheets and I was feeling a little better about everything at this point.

By the time the er um, erotic torture was over with, I was so happy to feel his cock slide into me, that my hips were rocking madly. He went so damn slow with each and every stroke, for about ten minutes, it was maddening. Then suddenly he just dove in, and turned up the speed to what I'll call toe curling bliss.

Since I am usually the dominant one in play, I found his surge of role reversal startling, but none the less, very satisfying on so many levels.

First comes love, then comes...

This has been our secret this past week and a half, and I am just now ready to share it.


While in Cuba we went walking on the beach one afternoon in the opposite direction of all the tourists at our resort. RC went a little ahead of me, lazily I was sauntering along staring at the gorgeous views and taking in the beauty of the day.

I was stunned and shocked when I turned from the ocean to see him standing a few feet away, with four words etched into the sand and a stick in his hand.

It seemed so surreal, I was speechless. (it's true) I was unable to believe he was actually asking me a question, especially this question. He stood before me, with eyes opened wide and a smile from ear to ear, awaiting my response.

My head and heart knew the answer but my mouth was not working. My eyes kept reading those four little words over and over.

He had to say the question out loud, the words in the sand, were not sinking in completely. It was like I needed to hear it in his own voice.

RC dropped the stick to the ground and in what appeared to be slow motion pulled a blue box out of his backpack. As he opened it, my own eyes were riveted and my senses were all magnified. He had my undivided attention.

Jennifer, will you marry me?

My answer was YES! Oh my god YES!

As he helped me slide the ring onto my finger I couldn't help but think of our good fortune to have found one another.

I love you handsome man!