Gonna Knock Your Knickers Off

This was sent to me and I fell in love with the sentiment and the melody. Shame Is A Bitter Game: Music Video

We toured lease facilities today, hoping to figure out which one is going to be The Lounges new long term space. Double the square footage, showers and other benefits that we are in need of all caught our attention and made me about wet myself with delight.

There is one special place that is exactly what we were looking for. Everything we were hoping to gain already within it, available when we want it, less than we want to spend and in a neighborhood that is going to have people very, very happy. Ceiling heights that are massive, loading bay doors, security bars and an alarm, what a find indeed.

Expect an email from us soon, if you are close enough to us to be recruited to be a part of the behind-the-scenes crew to aid in moving us and readying the new space for our grand opening. There is not a lot of work to do, but certainly some and we will be looking at our quieter and able to keep a secret friends for this task.

For the record there are only five tickets left for tomorrow nights Naughty Party. If you snooze you lose this weekend, so if you want in, send me an email ASAP and reserve your spot now.

Change

My home office is starting to come together. Boxes are being unpacked at a steady pace and the contents landing into their appropriate places.

Not one book is out yet and that accounts for about fifteen boxes stacked in the closet and in the corner of the den. It is starting to grate me the wrong way that such a large part of unpacking still remains to be dealt with yet there is nothing I can do about it.

You see, the office contains what amounts to a small adult boutique's amount of products and toys. Making everything fit, be accessible and laid out as I need it to be is critical.

I am more interested in setting things up once and correctly, then doing it over again from an improper failed attempt.

It's become obvious to me, and to RC, that I need a custom built book cabinet to hold all my literature within easy access and sight.

The den likely will not be all sorted out for another couple of weeks. I need to practice patience on this matter that's for sure.

All my toys and implements are organized but my desk is no where near ready for me to sit at. Lucky for me that the internet is cordless and I can work from anywhere in the house. Not the ideal, but at least in the short term I can still accomplish the tasks I need to.

I must admit though, that I have spent an unusual amount of time working from my bed lately. I will be so glad to have my office operational so there will be just one place where the piles of paper will be so I can always find what I am seeking.

This move has done-me-in and I am now confident that being pregnant and moving into a new house was not the most ideal in the planning department. One of these two things I will definitely never be doing again.

Can you guess which one?

Holy Shit

The movers will be here in seven hours to start the grueling process of schlepping all of our worldly belongings into our own home.

I am excited and I am exhausted.

This is the start of an entirely new chapter in my life and that of my families.

A new city, a new home that is ours, new furniture, new telephone number, new neighborhood and a chance to shake free of the negative connotations our current rental place holds for me.

Good riddance to the past, and hello bright future. I have worked the last few years with a serious goal in mind and god almighty, I have almost achieved it.

No one, not one single person has given me anything, it has all been my own efforts that have brought me this far. The struggle to arrive, thus makes my arrival here extra sweet.

There are a few people I am saying Fuck You to, and a few others I have simply written off with this move.

There are new friendships I am celebrating with, and new friends to be made.

There are long standing relationships that are right at my side, and new ones that value the ethic of what it takes.

Try being a mother of a teenager, pregnant, in love with a man and a woman and a two time adult business owner in the genres of sex. This path is so bloody lonely often, there are no role models for me.

I have carved this out of nothing, and trust me lots of people, policies, laws, bias and prejudices have attempted to get in my way.

My strength is abundant, my skin thick and my work load heavy.

My family gives me love, room to grow, a place to hide when need be, support and praise.

Without my man, and my daughter, I would not be who I am today. Particularly my daughter, without her, I would not be on the professional path I am following nor would I be in relationship with my guy or my girl. My daughter gave me my adulthood.

Time Crunch

Exploratorium was tonight. Damn was it ever a blast.

Though I must have been out of mind to book events the same weekend as we are moving.

A bevy of people showed up to partake in the multitude of booths being offered. This monthly event is always fun, though the crowd this time round was extra special.

The volunteers and their skill sets are what make this sampler night so successful for the attendees.

We move in like thirty six hours. There is still so much left to do.

I am frazzled beyond belief.

Sleep Needed

A long grueling day at the hospital for my man, and for me working from home and cooking a turkey.

Then this evening it was off to Deviant Dining, it was quite the crowd for the turkey dinner. Excellent conversations and good friends to spend time alongside.

After dinner I swung by the house to check on the painting that had been going on. Wow, the guys sure have done a kick ass job transforming the kids rooms. I am notably impressed by their workmanship.

It's just about time for bed, we are on overdrive this week before we move on Sunday, and we both are falling over tired.

By the way, are you on the guest list for Saturdays Naughty Party? If not you should be. So email me now and I'll put your name on the list.

By the way, for all you parents out there who over the past few months who have been offering me baby stuff and I've been stalling you. Well, I am finally ready to hear from you about what you've got for us. We are just now starting to prepare the babies room.

Keys Finally

We got keys to our new house finally.

Keys to every door.

The Realtor gave us a gift.

The teenager, my man and myself wandered through the place disbelieving that it is finally all ours.

This week is being spent cleaning, painting and doing renovations.

We move in on Sunday.

It is all so hard to believe, and yet so very exciting.

Tomorrow at 3:20 we are supposed to find out if we are having a boy or a girl.

There is so much going on right now, that I may just burst.

Hooker-Upper

I slept in this morning, and was awake for ninety minutes before falling back into deep slumber for another hour and a bit. Greatly needed rest, especially after my late bed time last night coming home from Singles Speed Dating.


My man made me lunch, which was sweet. I was confident that my nauseousness was due in part to my being starving, and luckily food seemed to remedy the situation.

After lunch I hooked up everyone via email who was interested in being matched up with attendees from last nights event. I officially am a Hooker-Uppper. Speed Dating went so extraordinarily well, that we've decided to make it a bi-monthly offering on our calendar. If you missed this one, don't miss the next, it was a wonderful night of getting to know other single members.

We spent the early afternoon packing the remains of our kitchen and bathroom. You see, tomorrow we get the keys to our house. The movers don't move us till next Sunday, so we have a week of renovations' and painting to contend with before our belongings make the leap to a new city.

This evening I swung by Libido Lounge and hosted a new member orientation class, which went predictably well. I could run these in my sleep I have done so many now.

Then I drove home and picked up my guy and we headed out for dinner together and a quick stop for minimal groceries.

Now back at our nest I am in bed typing madly (supposedly working) on my laptop, he is on his computer watching a movie at his desk and the teenager just graciously gave me a ten minute back rub.

I am quite obviously pregnant these days. My boobs are massive, nipples are growing, my belly is swelling and my back is aching. The proud daddy keeps kissing my belly and telling me how beautiful I am. Fortunate I am to be so loved and cherished.

Tuesday we hope to find out if we are having a girl or a boy.

Taking Suggestions

Currently I am writing some new classes and have a couple of ideas for additional ones which are unique and topics not generally taught all that often. This makes me excited to have new selections to make available as part of my curriculum.

I am however still looking for further ideas and topics to be included into my regular repertoire.

Here is a current list of the classes I teach, the list is actually not updated and so a few of my classes are missing. However after looking it over, do you see any holes?

It would please me to no end to receive suggestions from you my dear readers on new subjects that you think I should be offering or could offer that would interest you while meeting your needs.

Write me: jennifer@libidoevents.com


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Tonight was deviant dining and did we ever have a fantastic meal with everyone who came out, great food for sure. More couples than singles this time round, it is always different each time we host this twice monthly event.

The conversation were hot topics for certain: removal of male pubic hair, people who write anonymously on the internet, swingers rules and the evolution of sex culture. We had a riot laughing and sharing stories and perspectives, join us for the next dinner on Wednesday May 20th.

Now we are home and packing more boxes, the big move is fast approaching.

Gratitude for a blog reader

Today has been a day of many highlights.

A blog reader has contacted me with a most gracious offer of generosity, something time saving, stress reducing and utterly necessary. This gift is incredible and it includes delivery.

Here is what has made my day:

• 160 boxes
• 12 rolls of tape
• 2 tape guns
• 2 rolls of labels
• 2 boxes of packing paper
• A bunch of bubble wrap
• 1 roll of shrink wrap (large)
• 1 roll of shrink wrap (small)

Further to make my day so perfect, was great sex this evening with my man, after a most successful class on women's Dominance with an eager group of women.

My life rocks.

And B & G thanks for reading my blog, and for being so cool and open. Your generosity has made my life so much easier right now and I am feeling really blessed.

Not wanting to forget anyone .... Good night Madge.

The Big Move

Packing scares me. The thought of having to sort through the last five years of our lives and organize items is daunting.

Our possessions will land in one of three categories: donations, garbage and packable.

The task is going to take some serious coordination, a mountain of boxes, strong will, and more time than I even want to think about.

I think inviting friends over for beer, scotch and pizza is the only way that it will all get completed in a timely manner without driving me off the deep end with responsibilities and woes.

So here is what I need:

1. friends to help me with packing boxes
2. boxes, lots and lots of boxes
3. packing tape
4. tissue, bubble wrap, & pallet wrap
   

Can you be of assistance with any of the above?

If so drop me a private email and let me know. Then I'll tell you when we are planning (hoping) on packing and we can coordinate availability.