A lot of running around today. There was much that I needed to catch up on and even more things that required my attention before tomorrows Naughty party.
I had put a call out for a couple of volunteer kitchen bitches to help out tomorrow night with some various serving duties. The spots filled zippy fast which makes me quite pleased as that's one less thing for me to be dealing with, freeing me to be doing other things.
RC is finally feeling better after five days of being flat out asleep and ill. He too spent the day doing errands that were long over due and I suspect we'll sleep soundly later on.
Jennifer ... Vancouver's Sex Educator, Sexuality Coach and Activist. The content of this blog is not suited for those under the age of 18. What you'll find here is a written account of my personal journey in sex positive culture both personally and professionally.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
full load
My head is so full with ideas, commitments, responsibilities and snot.
I hate being sick and having to work.
I hate being sick and having to work.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
More Coming...
The other day I was looking around the club with a critical eye and planning future encounters yet to even see the light of day, and I got to thinking. I wouldn't even be able to satisfy some of my darker desires with the equipment we owned thus far. I wanted a device capable of rendering someone immobilized, and yet keeping them fully exposed.
Imagine my delight, when I stumbled across some one the other day with just what I was looking for. And it was For Sale.
We just bought another piece of dungeon furniture. To be delivered to us, of course.
An apparatus, that can be kept taken apart, or built, in just a few pieces.
Easy to store. And flat. This is critical, storage.
In less than two minutes a large structural set of stocks suddenly stands sturdy and ready for play with just a few turns on some bolts.
How charming is that? Hmm!
And that is not all equipment wise. Next week, Libido Lounge will be the proud owners of some new ingeniously designed adult sex furniture.
I'd tell you more, but those details, belong to our Member base first.
Get your butts to Member Orientation soon.
Imagine my delight, when I stumbled across some one the other day with just what I was looking for. And it was For Sale.
We just bought another piece of dungeon furniture. To be delivered to us, of course.
An apparatus, that can be kept taken apart, or built, in just a few pieces.
Easy to store. And flat. This is critical, storage.
In less than two minutes a large structural set of stocks suddenly stands sturdy and ready for play with just a few turns on some bolts.
How charming is that? Hmm!
And that is not all equipment wise. Next week, Libido Lounge will be the proud owners of some new ingeniously designed adult sex furniture.
I'd tell you more, but those details, belong to our Member base first.
Get your butts to Member Orientation soon.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Must See Shows!
It's the biggest underground arts and entertainment event of the year! If you have not heard about it yet, overcome your shock! Be not flabbergasted! Vancouver's best kept secret festival, the Vancouver International Burlesque Festival begins April 24th to unleash a 10 day extravaganza of entertainment stretching all the way to May 4th!
This is the third year that this fledgling festival takes to the stage. The dramatic difference is that after only two years, the Vancouver International Burlesque Festival has veritably exploded into a multi-venue, multi-production smorgasbord complete with workshops, karaoke, discussions, forums and movie screenings!
The multitude of productions includes foremost performers from Vancouver's vast and ever evolving burlesque scene. It begins with Burlesque Between Worlds, a show featuring 3 of Vancouver's busiest troupes: Sweet Soul Burlesque, Cross'd Lovers & The Starlet Harlots. In true variety form, colorful community collaborations manifest in shows such Pink Flamingo Burlesque and Kitty Nights VOX which bring you dazzling dancers, knee-slappin' laughs and incredible live musicians all at once. The Banquet of Broads is also not to be missed as burlesque flirts with modern pole dancing, belly dancing and aerial silk performance! A fresh theatrical production takes the stage at the Anza entitled "By the Seat of Our Panties" by Vancouver's trailblazing Screaming Chicken Theatrical Society and internationally renowned musical sex-comedy duo the Wet Spots.
In addition, performers from exotic locales such as the Victoria's Cheesecake Burlesque Revue, Saskatoon's Rosebud Burlesque Club and Seattle's Miss Indigo Blue will shimmy across Vancouver's sequin and glitter spangled stages in shows such as Evil Bastard's International Showcase! The full festival program is online. Finally, the festival comes to a climax with the exclusive VIBF Red Carpet Gala with all the glamour of the Oscars but only a fraction of the class.
Did we mention also the many workshops, discussion forum and lecture by UBC professor Becki Ross regarding the history of striptease in Vancouver? Yes, there's indeed something for everyone!
Last year's festival brought out thousands of audience veterans and newbies to the burlesque scene. This year, record-breaking numbers are expected due to the overwhelming explosion of the burlesque movement worldwide.
This is an arts event not to be missed—you are invited with welcoming whispers to come celebrate with Vancouver's unique and soon-to-be fully roaring-in-celebration burlesque scene!
The 3rd Annual Vancouver International Burlesque Festival
Brought to you by the Vancouver International Burlesque Festival Alliance
April 24th to May 4th, 2008
Various Venues and Showtimes Throughout the City
Monday, April 21, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
soup and a massage
Ill. Very sick. And so, not happy.
RC has given me his hacking, head cold.
And it is in this condition that I hosted alone, both a New Member Orientation class, and our first ever monthly Jack & Jill event.
I'm hoping I can hold this cold at bay, and not end up as beaten down as RC is by this whole illness thing.
Early to bed for me.
RC has given me his hacking, head cold.
And it is in this condition that I hosted alone, both a New Member Orientation class, and our first ever monthly Jack & Jill event.
I'm hoping I can hold this cold at bay, and not end up as beaten down as RC is by this whole illness thing.
Early to bed for me.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Taser Use in Vancouver
So this entire story can be found in THE GLOBE AND MAIL.
This is not a little hick town paper, this is our Country's National News Paper folks!
Read it from beginning to end. Here ya go people, read all about it.
The Legacy of Tasers: from killing a Polish immigrant at YVR airport to terrifying the general public that rides BC Transit. It could be the quiet kid sitting next to you on Sky Train next that gets jolted by that weapon, and rest assured if the person next to you dies, you will NEVER be the same.
Do something now.
The article will leave you as angry as it does me, read it. You don't even have to be Polish to be riled and repulsed by law enforcements latest shinanigans.
Can you believe that our Transit Police, here in BC are using Tasers often to enforce Fare Payment at Sky Train Stations?
If you ever see police use a Taser on ANYONE, video tape on your phone the whole incident from beginning to end. Don't tell anyone at the time, or the police will seize the evidence and the general public will NEVER see it until it's too late.
Capture it on camera, then get away fast and hand the footage over to a news agency fast AND to the B.C. Civil Liberties Association. No joke people.
Don't give it to the police as evidence, you won't get it back you dumby. Let the police get it from the news and everywhere else, but DO NOT KEEP QUIET ANY LONGER about this brutality going on here in BC towards our residence.
Can you imagine that our local Transit Police have randomly in 18 months used a Taser ten times on individuals all in cases that simply involved fare evading. Where is the threat of immediate harm? NONE. This is an outrage. Catch them using this form of excessive force then hand it over to as many media entities as possible, fast so we can correct this abuse of power as soon as possible and put Vancouverites to rest about whether or not they can lay their trust in there police force again.
This issue is large. The RCMP killed a man at the air port with a Taser and the public has let them get away with it. Its appalling. No accountability on their behalf. Now our own Transit Police it turns out are using the same weapon, and at times when there is no threat to them, no reason to do so.
Excessive Force is all it is. Brutality. Macho Superior Behavior.
Get the Tasers out of the hands of Transit Police & RCMP. Put a moratorium on their use until an independent study can objectively inform both the public and those who enforce the laws what the dangers are in Taser use and also assure us, as to the specific circumstances surrounding when a Taser could be used.
The issue of Taser use keeps getting larger, because agencies do not disclose when Tasers end up being used. Then the public finds out after the fact and is mortified by the frequency of use and absurdity of the reasons as to why. This high level of secrecy must end, the public is due honest disclosures, AS THEY HAPPEN. Not weeks or months down the road.
Pass the URL link to the Globe and Mail article on to everyone you work with.
Send it to everyone in your address book. Talk about it. Write about a lot. Make it a Google-able topic for anyone in the world to read about the victimization of our people here at home at the hands of those we pay to protect us. Put "Taser Use in Vancouver" in your subject lines. Tell every police officer you know or ever run into how you feel about Tasers and their irresponsible use.
Write the Globe and Mail.
Write the RCMP.
Write the B.C. Civil Liberties Association
Write the BC Human Right Commission.
Write the federal Liberal public safety critic Ujjal Dosanjh.
Write your local paper Editors.
Stop by your local police station and file a complaint. Vancouver Police department or any Municipal Police force, plus RCMP offices.
Don't be silent any longer. They, the ones abusing power, are counting on your ignorance of the facts due to their master plan of secrecy to allow them to continue this destructive path on your rights and life.
End Taser Use now.
And to further Outrage You, here is what the Transit Authority has to say on this topic...in todays Vancouver Sun.
This is not a little hick town paper, this is our Country's National News Paper folks!
Read it from beginning to end. Here ya go people, read all about it.
The Legacy of Tasers: from killing a Polish immigrant at YVR airport to terrifying the general public that rides BC Transit. It could be the quiet kid sitting next to you on Sky Train next that gets jolted by that weapon, and rest assured if the person next to you dies, you will NEVER be the same.
Do something now.
The article will leave you as angry as it does me, read it. You don't even have to be Polish to be riled and repulsed by law enforcements latest shinanigans.
Can you believe that our Transit Police, here in BC are using Tasers often to enforce Fare Payment at Sky Train Stations?
If you ever see police use a Taser on ANYONE, video tape on your phone the whole incident from beginning to end. Don't tell anyone at the time, or the police will seize the evidence and the general public will NEVER see it until it's too late.
Capture it on camera, then get away fast and hand the footage over to a news agency fast AND to the B.C. Civil Liberties Association. No joke people.
Don't give it to the police as evidence, you won't get it back you dumby. Let the police get it from the news and everywhere else, but DO NOT KEEP QUIET ANY LONGER about this brutality going on here in BC towards our residence.
Can you imagine that our local Transit Police have randomly in 18 months used a Taser ten times on individuals all in cases that simply involved fare evading. Where is the threat of immediate harm? NONE. This is an outrage. Catch them using this form of excessive force then hand it over to as many media entities as possible, fast so we can correct this abuse of power as soon as possible and put Vancouverites to rest about whether or not they can lay their trust in there police force again.
This issue is large. The RCMP killed a man at the air port with a Taser and the public has let them get away with it. Its appalling. No accountability on their behalf. Now our own Transit Police it turns out are using the same weapon, and at times when there is no threat to them, no reason to do so.
Excessive Force is all it is. Brutality. Macho Superior Behavior.
Get the Tasers out of the hands of Transit Police & RCMP. Put a moratorium on their use until an independent study can objectively inform both the public and those who enforce the laws what the dangers are in Taser use and also assure us, as to the specific circumstances surrounding when a Taser could be used.
The issue of Taser use keeps getting larger, because agencies do not disclose when Tasers end up being used. Then the public finds out after the fact and is mortified by the frequency of use and absurdity of the reasons as to why. This high level of secrecy must end, the public is due honest disclosures, AS THEY HAPPEN. Not weeks or months down the road.
Pass the URL link to the Globe and Mail article on to everyone you work with.
Send it to everyone in your address book. Talk about it. Write about a lot. Make it a Google-able topic for anyone in the world to read about the victimization of our people here at home at the hands of those we pay to protect us. Put "Taser Use in Vancouver" in your subject lines. Tell every police officer you know or ever run into how you feel about Tasers and their irresponsible use.
Write the Globe and Mail.
Write the RCMP.
Write the B.C. Civil Liberties Association
Write the BC Human Right Commission.
Write the federal Liberal public safety critic Ujjal Dosanjh.
Write your local paper Editors.
Stop by your local police station and file a complaint. Vancouver Police department or any Municipal Police force, plus RCMP offices.
Don't be silent any longer. They, the ones abusing power, are counting on your ignorance of the facts due to their master plan of secrecy to allow them to continue this destructive path on your rights and life.
End Taser Use now.
And to further Outrage You, here is what the Transit Authority has to say on this topic...in todays Vancouver Sun.
Transit police back Taser use
Device will 'absolutely' continue to be used against non-compliant passengers
METRO VANCOUVER - Officers policing Metro Vancouver's transit services will continue Tasering "non-compliant" passengers, despite outrage over reports the weapon has been used against non-violent fare-evaders."Absolutely. Absolutely. Yup," Insp. Daniel Dureau of the Greater Vancouver Transportation Authority Police said, during a brief telephone interview Thursday after he was asked if his officers would still use the Taser on non-violent passengers."
Makes me want to barf all over Insp. . Daniel Dureau. You too right?
Friday, April 18, 2008
Hear Ye, Hear Ye
News worth exclaiming in a loud happy voice, while on a roof top.
The other day, Wednesday to be precise, RC took me to the opening day of The Army and Navy Shoe sale. This made me so happy.
Three, count them three pair of Steve Madden shoes.
And another two pair that were so hot I couldn't leave them behind in the store.
They are all mine. Five new pairs of designer shoes, very good news. Makes the woman in me ROAR.
We arrived when they opened at 8:00 Am and went straight to my size. The hunt was on and like a good tracker, I came away with some real treasures.
More Art was delivered to Libido Lounge at Restraining Order by a local artist last night. Wait till you see the prints on the walls. Five seems to be my lucky number as that is how many were handed to me. I am struck by both the color and the imagery. Wait till you see it yourself!
Deviant Dining is the name of our new monthly potluck dinner. It will land on the calendar shortly so start giving thought to what dish you will be contributing. The night has live erotic art installations, stimulating conversations, great food, new people to meet, enticing servers and a butler. I'm confident you'll love the night, so make plans to come have dinner with us.
I'd like to write more, but I really should get some work done. RC and I have a dinner date with one another this evening, alone. Then home for some adult play time. How sexy is that?
The other day, Wednesday to be precise, RC took me to the opening day of The Army and Navy Shoe sale. This made me so happy.
Three, count them three pair of Steve Madden shoes.
And another two pair that were so hot I couldn't leave them behind in the store.
They are all mine. Five new pairs of designer shoes, very good news. Makes the woman in me ROAR.
We arrived when they opened at 8:00 Am and went straight to my size. The hunt was on and like a good tracker, I came away with some real treasures.
More Art was delivered to Libido Lounge at Restraining Order by a local artist last night. Wait till you see the prints on the walls. Five seems to be my lucky number as that is how many were handed to me. I am struck by both the color and the imagery. Wait till you see it yourself!
Deviant Dining is the name of our new monthly potluck dinner. It will land on the calendar shortly so start giving thought to what dish you will be contributing. The night has live erotic art installations, stimulating conversations, great food, new people to meet, enticing servers and a butler. I'm confident you'll love the night, so make plans to come have dinner with us.
I'd like to write more, but I really should get some work done. RC and I have a dinner date with one another this evening, alone. Then home for some adult play time. How sexy is that?
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Queer & Bondage Night
Have you heard of or even seen in print, this new acronym?
LGBTIQQ
It stands for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Trans gendered, Inter sexed, Queer, and Questioning.
What a bloody mouth full.
Was the LGTB acronym not inclusiveness enough as it was originally? Of course it was. Though some person felt left out of that demographic obviously and now this lengthy abc mouthful is what is before us.
I am a bio born female with girlie genitalia, who is a mother of a child because of penetrative intercourse with a man.
Heterosexual is not a word that fits any description of me. I have not been heterosexual in eons, and always find the word unsettling when people accidentally put me in that category.
Though I *can* identify as a bisexual, because I am attracted to women and have sex with them regularly, being labeled as bi sexual just does not embrace all the dimensions of my sexuality. Note that I have a primary partner in a man.
In my adult life I have had sex with WAY more women than men by a long shot and will continue to do so.
When I fall either in love or in lust I do NOT do so because of my perception of the other persons gender, OR what I believe to be between their legs.
If I find someone hot, it is based on the connection we make with eye contact and our sexual energy that we exchange, and not on the bits between the legs.
Whatever happens to be between some one legs will be what I play with. I don't ask questions about gender when it comes time to play with some one in sex space that I am attracted to. Well other than the obvious of " So what can I do to make you feel really good?"
This is what makes me QUEER.
Now that is a word that resonates well.
QUEER, that's me!
As a queer woman, I support every persons right to love and pleasure however you can create it for yourself.
LGBTIQQ
It stands for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Trans gendered, Inter sexed, Queer, and Questioning.
What a bloody mouth full.
Was the LGTB acronym not inclusiveness enough as it was originally? Of course it was. Though some person felt left out of that demographic obviously and now this lengthy abc mouthful is what is before us.
I am a bio born female with girlie genitalia, who is a mother of a child because of penetrative intercourse with a man.
Heterosexual is not a word that fits any description of me. I have not been heterosexual in eons, and always find the word unsettling when people accidentally put me in that category.
Though I *can* identify as a bisexual, because I am attracted to women and have sex with them regularly, being labeled as bi sexual just does not embrace all the dimensions of my sexuality. Note that I have a primary partner in a man.
In my adult life I have had sex with WAY more women than men by a long shot and will continue to do so.
When I fall either in love or in lust I do NOT do so because of my perception of the other persons gender, OR what I believe to be between their legs.
If I find someone hot, it is based on the connection we make with eye contact and our sexual energy that we exchange, and not on the bits between the legs.
Whatever happens to be between some one legs will be what I play with. I don't ask questions about gender when it comes time to play with some one in sex space that I am attracted to. Well other than the obvious of " So what can I do to make you feel really good?"
This is what makes me QUEER.
Now that is a word that resonates well.
QUEER, that's me!
As a queer woman, I support every persons right to love and pleasure however you can create it for yourself.
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RESTRAINING ORDER bondage enthusiasts: social & play time
April 17 Thursday
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RESTRAINING ORDER bondage enthusiasts: social & play time
April 17 Thursday
7:00 - 9:30pm
Venue: L.L.C. MEMBERS ONLY - DROP - IN
$25 cash per person, or $40 per couple Life Time Members $5
Cash Pay at door
Have an interest in bondage or restraint? This is the night for you,
sit back and watch others play and engage in stimulating bondage talk
or set yourself up for some play if you are so inclined.
A bondage enthusiasts casual evening of social & play time. Learn
some new tricks, tie some one up or be tied up. Meet new people,
enjoy light snacks & drinks and frolic in the facility as we will be
set up specifically for your bondage pleasure.
Event Rules will be posted when you arrive. Please ensure you read
them carefully before you begin your night.
Arrive when you can and leave when you are ready,
from this Drop-In event.
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles and assumes no level of
experience. All are welcome.
Bring your bondage gear. No dress code though note these items as
being *not* permitted: No flannel robes.
No sunglasses and no face masks.
Venue: L.L.C. MEMBERS ONLY - DROP - IN
$25 cash per person, or $40 per couple Life Time Members $5
Cash Pay at door
Have an interest in bondage or restraint? This is the night for you,
sit back and watch others play and engage in stimulating bondage talk
or set yourself up for some play if you are so inclined.
A bondage enthusiasts casual evening of social & play time. Learn
some new tricks, tie some one up or be tied up. Meet new people,
enjoy light snacks & drinks and frolic in the facility as we will be
set up specifically for your bondage pleasure.
Event Rules will be posted when you arrive. Please ensure you read
them carefully before you begin your night.
Arrive when you can and leave when you are ready,
from this Drop-In event.
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles and assumes no level of
experience. All are welcome.
Bring your bondage gear. No dress code though note these items as
being *not* permitted: No flannel robes.
No sunglasses and no face masks.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Sex Coaching in Vancouver
Since I started my Private Coaching practice in 2004, my rates have slowly increased over the years to where they sit today.
When things started, I charged a nominal rate. A very nominal rate.
The rate was set as it was, as no one really was sure what professional sex coaching would look like.
No one else was doing what I was doing. There was no precedent and so I had to create my own base rate.
Sure there were therapists and tantra workers working locally, but no sex coaches.
The accredited professionals in the field, many of whom I know, had little to no knowledge surrounding alternative sex practices and the language necessary to aid others in this journey of discovery. Their rates were exorbitant and what they offered in this niche area was next-to-nothing.
This is where I come in. Bridging that gap. Being that resource for individuals or couples hungering to further their pursuits of pleasure.
My hourly rate has gone up a couple of times over the last four years now.
I have become not only quite sought after, but also remarkably skilled at what I do.
When I started Coaching I only met people for discussion style appointments. However as time went on and my skills became honed to be what others called above proficient and inspiring, it became obvious to those in my life that I should expand upon my offerings.
It took me some time to figure out my boundaries in interactive classes with clients, but I managed to create a workable code of ethics for myself. Once I had this issue settled, I knew I had to set a new rate for this more in depth type of appointment.
I've yet to mention it, but my appointment time with clients, is always set for a minimum of 2 hours at a time. Experience has shown me that little gets completed in an hour, yet in two, we can move mountains together and relax as we figure things out.
$125 an hour for a discussion style appointment - 2 hours minimum = $250
$175 an hour for an interactive class / appointment
It's time for a change. What I am offering and what I can offer my clients is changing fast and greatly.
My offices space is awesome and meets all of my teaching needs. My skills are that in which people leave our time together, already well on there way to starting the journey they once believed was unreachable.
Rate changes are difficult as again I have no one to look to for guidance in this area.
A perk of course of joining Libido Lounge, is that Members get the benefit of making appointments with me at a discounted rate, and for an hour minimum rather than the standard two.
I can no longer count, nor can I even remember how many people who have sought out my services over the years. What makes me feel accomplished is having these same people join Libido Lounge, buy Life Time Memberships, flock to my educational classes and support me with their legal names and letters of thanks, and of course when they return to see me again in coaching or refer friends to me.
My coaching practice is large and I serve a great number of people. Happily. I enjoy so much the chance to share with others and point them in sound directions. Allowing no one to fall between the main - stream cracks.
Being a role model is not something that I am comfortable with, yet it is something that I hear from others regularly about how they see me.
But back to money and ones worth.
Though anyone can send me an email and ask a question, nothing beats a sit down face to face Private Coaching appointment with me.
It will be money well spent, no matter what my new rates become soon.
Carpe diem if you'd like an appointment before my rates increase.
When things started, I charged a nominal rate. A very nominal rate.
The rate was set as it was, as no one really was sure what professional sex coaching would look like.
No one else was doing what I was doing. There was no precedent and so I had to create my own base rate.
Sure there were therapists and tantra workers working locally, but no sex coaches.
The accredited professionals in the field, many of whom I know, had little to no knowledge surrounding alternative sex practices and the language necessary to aid others in this journey of discovery. Their rates were exorbitant and what they offered in this niche area was next-to-nothing.
This is where I come in. Bridging that gap. Being that resource for individuals or couples hungering to further their pursuits of pleasure.
My hourly rate has gone up a couple of times over the last four years now.
I have become not only quite sought after, but also remarkably skilled at what I do.
When I started Coaching I only met people for discussion style appointments. However as time went on and my skills became honed to be what others called above proficient and inspiring, it became obvious to those in my life that I should expand upon my offerings.
It took me some time to figure out my boundaries in interactive classes with clients, but I managed to create a workable code of ethics for myself. Once I had this issue settled, I knew I had to set a new rate for this more in depth type of appointment.
I've yet to mention it, but my appointment time with clients, is always set for a minimum of 2 hours at a time. Experience has shown me that little gets completed in an hour, yet in two, we can move mountains together and relax as we figure things out.
$125 an hour for a discussion style appointment - 2 hours minimum = $250
$175 an hour for an interactive class / appointment
It's time for a change. What I am offering and what I can offer my clients is changing fast and greatly.
My offices space is awesome and meets all of my teaching needs. My skills are that in which people leave our time together, already well on there way to starting the journey they once believed was unreachable.
Rate changes are difficult as again I have no one to look to for guidance in this area.
A perk of course of joining Libido Lounge, is that Members get the benefit of making appointments with me at a discounted rate, and for an hour minimum rather than the standard two.
I can no longer count, nor can I even remember how many people who have sought out my services over the years. What makes me feel accomplished is having these same people join Libido Lounge, buy Life Time Memberships, flock to my educational classes and support me with their legal names and letters of thanks, and of course when they return to see me again in coaching or refer friends to me.
My coaching practice is large and I serve a great number of people. Happily. I enjoy so much the chance to share with others and point them in sound directions. Allowing no one to fall between the main - stream cracks.
Being a role model is not something that I am comfortable with, yet it is something that I hear from others regularly about how they see me.
But back to money and ones worth.
Though anyone can send me an email and ask a question, nothing beats a sit down face to face Private Coaching appointment with me.
It will be money well spent, no matter what my new rates become soon.
Carpe diem if you'd like an appointment before my rates increase.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
play by day
A heads up to all our members of Libido Lounge.
(you've completed Member Orientation with us)
You will want to be at this event, if you can make it. Take note, it is also a weekly on-going event.
Today from 12:00 - 3:00 pm
After-NOONER mid day romp
Venue: L.L.C - MEMBERS ONLY (no guests)
DROP - IN $25 cash per person, or $45 per couple
Life Time Members $5
Cash, Pay at door
Your chance to play by the light of day. A mid day opportunity to enjoy the facility, meet a friend or perhaps run into some one new.
Light snacks and drinks.
Arrive when you can and leave when you are ready, from this Drop-In weekly event.
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles.
Bring your own toys and towel. No dress code though note these items as being *not* permitted: No flannel robes, No work clothes. No sunglasses and No face masks.
Event Rules will be posted when you arrive. Please ensure you read them carefully once you arrive.
(you've completed Member Orientation with us)
You will want to be at this event, if you can make it. Take note, it is also a weekly on-going event.
Today from 12:00 - 3:00 pm
After-NOONER mid day romp
Venue: L.L.C - MEMBERS ONLY (no guests)
DROP - IN $25 cash per person, or $45 per couple
Life Time Members $5
Cash, Pay at door
Your chance to play by the light of day. A mid day opportunity to enjoy the facility, meet a friend or perhaps run into some one new.
Light snacks and drinks.
Arrive when you can and leave when you are ready, from this Drop-In weekly event.
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles.
Bring your own toys and towel. No dress code though note these items as being *not* permitted: No flannel robes, No work clothes. No sunglasses and No face masks.
Event Rules will be posted when you arrive. Please ensure you read them carefully once you arrive.
Monday, April 14, 2008
getting caught up
If you work with RC and are reading this, OR if you have seen him in the last 48 hours, I want you to know that I am NOT responsible for what you saw. He is! Ask him. Foolish, foolish man.
I accomplished more than seemed imaginable when I started my day.
I was not looking forward to what awaited me. Thankfully the tasks went off with out any glitches and I was able to finish in record time.
Those who live with me, understand how difficult this day was.
While tending to everything, I kept my mouth shut. Not a grumble out of me.
But, by the time I got home. Well that's another story.
I arrived back to our nest and was completely exhausted. So much so that I was in no state to finish the last steps of what was needed in order to call my efforts applaud able.
At four this afternoon I crawled into bed. At five thirty, I awoke feeling refreshed, a little.
Then it was time. My whining started and so did my complaining. I had had a rough day and was feeling it.
Luckily my family understood my gripes and set about to rectify matters swiftly. Or at least they tried to appease me temporarily. And I, was most grateful for there efforts and love.
Some days are long and hard.
Today was one of them.
I accomplished more than seemed imaginable when I started my day.
I was not looking forward to what awaited me. Thankfully the tasks went off with out any glitches and I was able to finish in record time.
Those who live with me, understand how difficult this day was.
While tending to everything, I kept my mouth shut. Not a grumble out of me.
But, by the time I got home. Well that's another story.
I arrived back to our nest and was completely exhausted. So much so that I was in no state to finish the last steps of what was needed in order to call my efforts applaud able.
At four this afternoon I crawled into bed. At five thirty, I awoke feeling refreshed, a little.
Then it was time. My whining started and so did my complaining. I had had a rough day and was feeling it.
Luckily my family understood my gripes and set about to rectify matters swiftly. Or at least they tried to appease me temporarily. And I, was most grateful for there efforts and love.
Some days are long and hard.
Today was one of them.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
a myriad of things
A Sunday, and a sunny one at that. It feels so good to have the warmth of Spring back again finally.
Truth be told, I slept like the dead last night and boy did I ever need that. I couldn't have gone out if I had wanted to, nor could RC have as he was a walking zombie too by the time he got in the door from work. We stayed in, played Scrabble and were in bed by 10 pm.
Orientation was this afternoon, and I was so much hopeful that is was happening on another day, but no such luck. Staying home would be heavenly, though was not in the cards for today. Another lot of people Oriented and through our doors as Members now.
Domestic chores need attention. If my energy levels remain consistent then I'll get to things, otherwise tomorrow is another day. Some how I just don't see me washing floors today or cleaning windows. RC has brought up getting a maid twice in the last week. The idea is starting to warm on me, especially given that we could hire a male one who could come clean by day, while I am working and the child is at school. The help would be so welcome right about now, as my juggling act of responsibilities is a big job. Letting some of the tedious stuff go to some hot buff guy, wouldn't feel like a luxury, rather more like a necessity.
My teenagers just came out of her room, and wearing a pair of shorts that I gave her. In fact, just last summer the shorts were mine and she acquired them because I no longer wanted them. I find it some what disturbing that my daughter fits into all of my clothes now. And she wears two items, in a different and larger size than me already. Gaahh!
Lately I have been amazed at how forward people have become. Particularly an idiot man and woman team that I know - though they are not in a relationship, they might was well be, because they are equally clueless and laughable. Speaking out of turn, and as if they have information or knowledge which they obviously do not. Because if they did, their lot in life professionally and personally would be successful. Instead, they continue to look like the failures they are. And when you are failing so miserably having every one watching can be humbling and degrading. I hope they wallow in where they are - you both deserve everything you've got so far. And goddess knows that there is more to come for you both should you continue your menacing ways. C'est la vie!
Truth be told, I slept like the dead last night and boy did I ever need that. I couldn't have gone out if I had wanted to, nor could RC have as he was a walking zombie too by the time he got in the door from work. We stayed in, played Scrabble and were in bed by 10 pm.
Orientation was this afternoon, and I was so much hopeful that is was happening on another day, but no such luck. Staying home would be heavenly, though was not in the cards for today. Another lot of people Oriented and through our doors as Members now.
Domestic chores need attention. If my energy levels remain consistent then I'll get to things, otherwise tomorrow is another day. Some how I just don't see me washing floors today or cleaning windows. RC has brought up getting a maid twice in the last week. The idea is starting to warm on me, especially given that we could hire a male one who could come clean by day, while I am working and the child is at school. The help would be so welcome right about now, as my juggling act of responsibilities is a big job. Letting some of the tedious stuff go to some hot buff guy, wouldn't feel like a luxury, rather more like a necessity.
My teenagers just came out of her room, and wearing a pair of shorts that I gave her. In fact, just last summer the shorts were mine and she acquired them because I no longer wanted them. I find it some what disturbing that my daughter fits into all of my clothes now. And she wears two items, in a different and larger size than me already. Gaahh!
Lately I have been amazed at how forward people have become. Particularly an idiot man and woman team that I know - though they are not in a relationship, they might was well be, because they are equally clueless and laughable. Speaking out of turn, and as if they have information or knowledge which they obviously do not. Because if they did, their lot in life professionally and personally would be successful. Instead, they continue to look like the failures they are. And when you are failing so miserably having every one watching can be humbling and degrading. I hope they wallow in where they are - you both deserve everything you've got so far. And goddess knows that there is more to come for you both should you continue your menacing ways. C'est la vie!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Women's Sex Party Vancouver
DIRTY GIRLS ended on a high note shortly after 1 this morning. I was quickly home by 1:45 and out of my clothes. In the bedroom I quietly gave RC a kiss as he was in bed and proceed to come out to the living room to try and unwind from the festivities which were still coursing through me.
Remember last weekend at SULTRY when my Hitatchi had blown the breakers in the bathhouse and left us in the pitch black? Well I HAD thought that incident had to do with water on the outlet or cord, hence the spark. So not true.
Because you see last night K and I pallet wrapped two women together who did not know one another at the party. They were naked and face to face. After we tipped them over onto the floor and had begun doing the mean and nasty to them while watching them giggle and laugh I had a brilliant idea.
Let's plug in the Hitatchi and vibrate them together, under the pallet wrap, but between the mass of their four legs combined. As I think it was who K went to plug in the monster toy, it suddenly sparked a lot and then well...it blew up. It did , it blew up!
No joke, some black smoke and a great big burn mark, right around where the cord meets the wand. And the smell was yucky as anything but that did not stop us. We assaulted those two women, probably five or six at us at a time taking these defenseless women on. We poked, spanked, kissed and stroked our victims. They were a sticky, hot, breathless pile of DIRTY GIRLS by the time we were finished with them.
The Sybian Sex Machine got more action that you can imagine. Five different women took a ride on it, and I believe everyone had orgasms, and many for some. One woman L, well we stopped counting as a group when she had her fifth big O. I even found the time to go for a ride and my good friend P helped me along with encouragement and some excellent fondling. Three of the woman who rode the Sybian were doing so for there first time. It is true, I get to be part of a lot of cherry popping for people in my life. Another woman who rode has done so before, she came really prepared this time with her own knee pads too. What a gal!
We had more bondage at the party then I could have hoped for. Girls tying girls up, then giving them orgasms. Oh what joyful fun to take part in. P looked so good tied spread eagled inside the cage and then being forced to orgasm by another woman. Sighs, I did not feel the need to stop this from going on as everyone was sooo happy. Crotch ropes that vibrate, breast harnesses to have the boobies bouncing high & tight and lest we forget that there was a hog tied girl on a bed for some time too.
Trays of fruit, vegetables, granola and dips were consumed, everyone needed fuel. The new twenty four cubbies sure made a huge difference in the coat area to keep belongings together. We didn't put the stripper pole up at this party, but perhaps at the next. Finally we have enough gear that we can pick and choose what to use at each different event we host.
There was a group of DIRTY GIRLS who were heavily into strap on play and spanking combined and as a three did they ever play sexy together. Captivating the attention of many. The stuning pink shoe woman and her large strap on caught every ones eye, then again so did the fetish woman with amcupping kit who was doing anyone wanting to try something new. She is such a giver.
I know I fisted my friend C on the padded bondage table, and I did some sensation seeking S/m with A on the rack. I helped R on the Sybian and L too. I was on the go all night, doing things left, right and center.
There is no way that I can recount all that transpired last night with any accuracy. Fun, friendship, new experiences, hot sex, stunning visuals, titillating conversations and all girl action. That was DIRTY GIRLS 2. So much fun.
The only down side to the whole thing, our Massage Girl was unable to attend. She burned her hand and the wound was to big to cover with a glove and still do massages. She will be back for our next events though, not to worry.
And I must admit the flavor of a party rises exponentially when their is an interactive workshop to kick start the night. Twenty women showed for the Extended Teasing & The Art of Fore Play class. Perhaps this is why the action seemed to start so easily and fast.
Due to how much fun I had, today I am wiped and finally getting out of bed at two pm this afternoon. We have thoughts of going out tonight to Sin City but somehow I envision a night in and me asleep with my guy.
Remember last weekend at SULTRY when my Hitatchi had blown the breakers in the bathhouse and left us in the pitch black? Well I HAD thought that incident had to do with water on the outlet or cord, hence the spark. So not true.
Because you see last night K and I pallet wrapped two women together who did not know one another at the party. They were naked and face to face. After we tipped them over onto the floor and had begun doing the mean and nasty to them while watching them giggle and laugh I had a brilliant idea.
Let's plug in the Hitatchi and vibrate them together, under the pallet wrap, but between the mass of their four legs combined. As I think it was who K went to plug in the monster toy, it suddenly sparked a lot and then well...it blew up. It did , it blew up!
No joke, some black smoke and a great big burn mark, right around where the cord meets the wand. And the smell was yucky as anything but that did not stop us. We assaulted those two women, probably five or six at us at a time taking these defenseless women on. We poked, spanked, kissed and stroked our victims. They were a sticky, hot, breathless pile of DIRTY GIRLS by the time we were finished with them.
The Sybian Sex Machine got more action that you can imagine. Five different women took a ride on it, and I believe everyone had orgasms, and many for some. One woman L, well we stopped counting as a group when she had her fifth big O. I even found the time to go for a ride and my good friend P helped me along with encouragement and some excellent fondling. Three of the woman who rode the Sybian were doing so for there first time. It is true, I get to be part of a lot of cherry popping for people in my life. Another woman who rode has done so before, she came really prepared this time with her own knee pads too. What a gal!
We had more bondage at the party then I could have hoped for. Girls tying girls up, then giving them orgasms. Oh what joyful fun to take part in. P looked so good tied spread eagled inside the cage and then being forced to orgasm by another woman. Sighs, I did not feel the need to stop this from going on as everyone was sooo happy. Crotch ropes that vibrate, breast harnesses to have the boobies bouncing high & tight and lest we forget that there was a hog tied girl on a bed for some time too.
Trays of fruit, vegetables, granola and dips were consumed, everyone needed fuel. The new twenty four cubbies sure made a huge difference in the coat area to keep belongings together. We didn't put the stripper pole up at this party, but perhaps at the next. Finally we have enough gear that we can pick and choose what to use at each different event we host.
There was a group of DIRTY GIRLS who were heavily into strap on play and spanking combined and as a three did they ever play sexy together. Captivating the attention of many. The stuning pink shoe woman and her large strap on caught every ones eye, then again so did the fetish woman with amcupping kit who was doing anyone wanting to try something new. She is such a giver.
I know I fisted my friend C on the padded bondage table, and I did some sensation seeking S/m with A on the rack. I helped R on the Sybian and L too. I was on the go all night, doing things left, right and center.
There is no way that I can recount all that transpired last night with any accuracy. Fun, friendship, new experiences, hot sex, stunning visuals, titillating conversations and all girl action. That was DIRTY GIRLS 2. So much fun.
The only down side to the whole thing, our Massage Girl was unable to attend. She burned her hand and the wound was to big to cover with a glove and still do massages. She will be back for our next events though, not to worry.
And I must admit the flavor of a party rises exponentially when their is an interactive workshop to kick start the night. Twenty women showed for the Extended Teasing & The Art of Fore Play class. Perhaps this is why the action seemed to start so easily and fast.
Due to how much fun I had, today I am wiped and finally getting out of bed at two pm this afternoon. We have thoughts of going out tonight to Sin City but somehow I envision a night in and me asleep with my guy.
Friday, April 11, 2008
on and on , and on
FOR THE RECORD: To everyone who sent me links to books or URLs' on "recovering from your parents, surviving toxic parents" or who forwarded me noteworthy articles on the subject matter, I sure thank you.
Laying in bed, sound asleep next to me is RC. He was just speaking German in his sleep. Very cute, just too bad that I can't comprehend of it all.
Allena, my girl phoned to share some very exciting news earlier. She is coming up to visit shortly AND she is now a Seattle City Commissioner.
Congratulations Bella, I am so proud of you. I knew you could do it, and now that you are there, no one can stop you.
My drive, my understanding of sex culture, so much of it has to do with Allena. And now she has been voted on as being the new commissioner for sexual minorities. Her foray into politics has begun with such success. How could I not follow her foot steps. She is my role model and my love.
We will celebrate this milestone together later this month as she lays in bed with RC and I once she arrives to us. Getting her here is always so welcome and the time just goes so fast. Our lives together have morphed so much its hard to believe we are the same young girls who shared a daddy what seems like eons ago now and have now grown into strong vibrant women.
Tonight is DIRTY GIRLS, our second women's play party! The night starts off with nineteen women registered thus far in my Extended Teasing & The Art Of Fore Play class. The class itself is going to be full and I can't wait to see all the women gathered before me.
I should really go to bed now. Those women will have me on my feet all night long, and some sleep in me now will do me a world of good for later.
Laying in bed, sound asleep next to me is RC. He was just speaking German in his sleep. Very cute, just too bad that I can't comprehend of it all.
Allena, my girl phoned to share some very exciting news earlier. She is coming up to visit shortly AND she is now a Seattle City Commissioner.
Congratulations Bella, I am so proud of you. I knew you could do it, and now that you are there, no one can stop you.
My drive, my understanding of sex culture, so much of it has to do with Allena. And now she has been voted on as being the new commissioner for sexual minorities. Her foray into politics has begun with such success. How could I not follow her foot steps. She is my role model and my love.
We will celebrate this milestone together later this month as she lays in bed with RC and I once she arrives to us. Getting her here is always so welcome and the time just goes so fast. Our lives together have morphed so much its hard to believe we are the same young girls who shared a daddy what seems like eons ago now and have now grown into strong vibrant women.
Tonight is DIRTY GIRLS, our second women's play party! The night starts off with nineteen women registered thus far in my Extended Teasing & The Art Of Fore Play class. The class itself is going to be full and I can't wait to see all the women gathered before me.
I should really go to bed now. Those women will have me on my feet all night long, and some sleep in me now will do me a world of good for later.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
on growth and change
It is quite amusing to me, that yesterday RC turned 37.
Because you see, I am only 35. He now sounds so much older than me, and I can harass him about being "my old man".
We celebrated with dinner, family, gifts and sex. And not in that particular order either.
Tomorrow is the second ever DIRTY GIRLS play party and holy bejeebers, is it looking to be a night of action amongst the girls. There are interesting people I know on the guest list and new comers, many of them. Introducing each to one another, should make for excellent party amusement.
I was thinking earlier today, how much easier parties and events have become for me the last while. Finally I am at a place again where I am able to enjoy my own creations and not be run ragged trying to make them happen. For awhile hosting parties just seemed to consume all my energy emotionally and physically and would take me days and days to recover. Not any more.
Having our own space that is always prepared & set - up, being supported by a huge and wonderful volunteer crew, people lining up for events and having the resources necessary to not need to ask for much of anything has helped exponentially with making me feel less stress around work.
I have sacrificed BIG for all of this. And now is the time that the rewards are coming in. I feel good about what I do for others and it is evident by the number of our Members and how fast our growth has happened that they support me and my mission.
We finally bought a fridge today, yet another item finally removed from the on going To Do List that I keep. An older one, but clean, working and they even offered delivery. Thankfully as I am so done on moving crap any further. Tomorrow morning they bring it into the kitchen at L.L. and then I am off to Costco for yet another shopping trip. Stocking the fridge is important as our event prices include all beverages and snacks for classes & of course parties too.
Because you see, I am only 35. He now sounds so much older than me, and I can harass him about being "my old man".
We celebrated with dinner, family, gifts and sex. And not in that particular order either.
Tomorrow is the second ever DIRTY GIRLS play party and holy bejeebers, is it looking to be a night of action amongst the girls. There are interesting people I know on the guest list and new comers, many of them. Introducing each to one another, should make for excellent party amusement.
I was thinking earlier today, how much easier parties and events have become for me the last while. Finally I am at a place again where I am able to enjoy my own creations and not be run ragged trying to make them happen. For awhile hosting parties just seemed to consume all my energy emotionally and physically and would take me days and days to recover. Not any more.
Having our own space that is always prepared & set - up, being supported by a huge and wonderful volunteer crew, people lining up for events and having the resources necessary to not need to ask for much of anything has helped exponentially with making me feel less stress around work.
I have sacrificed BIG for all of this. And now is the time that the rewards are coming in. I feel good about what I do for others and it is evident by the number of our Members and how fast our growth has happened that they support me and my mission.
We finally bought a fridge today, yet another item finally removed from the on going To Do List that I keep. An older one, but clean, working and they even offered delivery. Thankfully as I am so done on moving crap any further. Tomorrow morning they bring it into the kitchen at L.L. and then I am off to Costco for yet another shopping trip. Stocking the fridge is important as our event prices include all beverages and snacks for classes & of course parties too.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
on being watched
Let's put this in perspective.
I have been a sex educator for as long as my teen age daughter can recall back into our lives.
I've been hosting adult events for close to a decade now.
Over the years I've reached out a number of times to try and tell some one important in my life about my career.
There have been numerous opportunities and various reasons why I have attempted to disclose my life's pursuits and passion.
There is one person who is so close to me biologically, whom I thought would embrace my success now that I have reached such a place worthy of acclaim. In the beginning I kept quiet about my journey, but over the years its been hard to deny the growth which has happened to me professionally.
But instead of allowing me the space and freedom to be candid (about anything really in life) this person has put me into a box with a lid and marked me with their own easy identifying label.
The name on the box does not fit.
Nor in our relationship is it acceptable for either of us to have to pretend any further about the other.
I know you read my blog. And I am kind of flattered. I honestly thought you just didn't care about me enough to ask, and now I realize, you just don't know how yet even, to see me as an adult.
That you print out my blog, has me hoping its not your bed time reading.
That you go looking for my name and follow my work from afar is not the type of attention I want from you.
I want up close and personal.
It would be so nice to be able to share with you not only my successes and aspirations but to give you the details that I just don't put here.
This is for the general public.
This is not you.
I would tell you so much more.
You are family.
Get a grip on yourself.
Ask me a question one day about my work.
Allow me the chance to show you who I have grown up into.
Not who you want me to be, or who you tell others I am.
I am a mother, lover, sex educator, activist and your daughter.
My daughter & all around me are so proud of me, why can't you be to?
I have been a sex educator for as long as my teen age daughter can recall back into our lives.
I've been hosting adult events for close to a decade now.
Over the years I've reached out a number of times to try and tell some one important in my life about my career.
There have been numerous opportunities and various reasons why I have attempted to disclose my life's pursuits and passion.
There is one person who is so close to me biologically, whom I thought would embrace my success now that I have reached such a place worthy of acclaim. In the beginning I kept quiet about my journey, but over the years its been hard to deny the growth which has happened to me professionally.
But instead of allowing me the space and freedom to be candid (about anything really in life) this person has put me into a box with a lid and marked me with their own easy identifying label.
The name on the box does not fit.
Nor in our relationship is it acceptable for either of us to have to pretend any further about the other.
I know you read my blog. And I am kind of flattered. I honestly thought you just didn't care about me enough to ask, and now I realize, you just don't know how yet even, to see me as an adult.
That you print out my blog, has me hoping its not your bed time reading.
That you go looking for my name and follow my work from afar is not the type of attention I want from you.
I want up close and personal.
It would be so nice to be able to share with you not only my successes and aspirations but to give you the details that I just don't put here.
This is for the general public.
This is not you.
I would tell you so much more.
You are family.
Get a grip on yourself.
Ask me a question one day about my work.
Allow me the chance to show you who I have grown up into.
Not who you want me to be, or who you tell others I am.
I am a mother, lover, sex educator, activist and your daughter.
My daughter & all around me are so proud of me, why can't you be to?
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
After-NOONER
It starts today.
Our new weekly play event.
After-NOONER, a mid day romp.
April 8 Tuesday 12:00 - 3:00pm
Venue: L.L.C MEMBERS ONLY / DROP - IN
$25 cash per person, or $45 per couple
Life Time Members $5
Cash, Pay at door
Your chance to play by the light of day. A mid day opportunity to
enjoy the facility, meet a friend or perhaps run into some one new.
Light snacks and drinks.
Please note this is not a party, rather an event that promotes play.
(No dress code, though you must be presentable)
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles. Bring your own toys and
towel.
~~ Donations of gently used fitted queen & king sheets are always
appreciated, as are your generous contributions to our own In-House
Sex Positive Lending Library. Books, DVD's, Music, Pornography, How
To's, Fiction, Non, Fiction, New & Old books, Erotic Art etc... Just
bring them with you. Thank You.
Our new weekly play event.
After-NOONER, a mid day romp.
April 8 Tuesday 12:00 - 3:00pm
Venue: L.L.C MEMBERS ONLY / DROP - IN
$25 cash per person, or $45 per couple
Life Time Members $5
Cash, Pay at door
Your chance to play by the light of day. A mid day opportunity to
enjoy the facility, meet a friend or perhaps run into some one new.
Light snacks and drinks.
Please note this is not a party, rather an event that promotes play.
(No dress code, though you must be presentable)
Open to Men & Women, Couples & Singles. Bring your own toys and
towel.
~~ Donations of gently used fitted queen & king sheets are always
appreciated, as are your generous contributions to our own In-House
Sex Positive Lending Library. Books, DVD's, Music, Pornography, How
To's, Fiction, Non, Fiction, New & Old books, Erotic Art etc... Just
bring them with you. Thank You.
Monday, April 07, 2008
under the weather
My guy has a gut ache.
The attack started yesterday at say around 2:45pm.
It ensued all evening.
The whole night was rough.
Vomit.
Multiple trips to the bathroom.
Sweating.
Moaning.
He got up and put on flannel pajama bottoms and a hoodie before retreating completely back under the covers. Head and all.
When I gently stroked him through his layers, all I heard was a mumble.
DON'T TOUCH ME.
So, I left him alone.
RC got into bed at 5:30 yesterday.
At 10:30 I attempted to sleep next to him in our bed.
No such luck.
Between the rolling around, his stomach grumbling, the barf bucket and all the trips to the bathroom, finally I gave up.
I had resigned myself that it was time to grab my pillow and a comforter from the hall closet and make my way to the sofa.
I awoke at 5:30 this moring and went to try and get back in bed with RC. Nope, no can do.
He was asleep on my side of the bed. Fuck.
Back down the hall to the sofa.
At 7 this morning I awake because the living room is getting bright from the light of day. With difficulty falling back asleep, I am flabbergasted when minutes later, the child awakens for school and comes out to start her day, thus keeping my conscious from all the house hold noise.
Motherhood and partner - hood, both have draw backs. The lack of sleep being the first. Barf and gut aches playing a close second.
I am still awake and working.
RC is still in bed, under the covers.
Sick.
Wish us well.
Because goddess knows the last thing I need, is to go down with an illness.
The attack started yesterday at say around 2:45pm.
It ensued all evening.
The whole night was rough.
Vomit.
Multiple trips to the bathroom.
Sweating.
Moaning.
He got up and put on flannel pajama bottoms and a hoodie before retreating completely back under the covers. Head and all.
When I gently stroked him through his layers, all I heard was a mumble.
DON'T TOUCH ME.
So, I left him alone.
RC got into bed at 5:30 yesterday.
At 10:30 I attempted to sleep next to him in our bed.
No such luck.
Between the rolling around, his stomach grumbling, the barf bucket and all the trips to the bathroom, finally I gave up.
I had resigned myself that it was time to grab my pillow and a comforter from the hall closet and make my way to the sofa.
I awoke at 5:30 this moring and went to try and get back in bed with RC. Nope, no can do.
He was asleep on my side of the bed. Fuck.
Back down the hall to the sofa.
At 7 this morning I awake because the living room is getting bright from the light of day. With difficulty falling back asleep, I am flabbergasted when minutes later, the child awakens for school and comes out to start her day, thus keeping my conscious from all the house hold noise.
Motherhood and partner - hood, both have draw backs. The lack of sleep being the first. Barf and gut aches playing a close second.
I am still awake and working.
RC is still in bed, under the covers.
Sick.
Wish us well.
Because goddess knows the last thing I need, is to go down with an illness.
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Dark & Steamy
It is true, my corner of the world is ever exciting. I am never short on sexy events to attend, happenings worth noting and moments worthy of a tv sitcom series.
Last night was SULTRY. And quite frankly the whole evening was one that I won't soon be forgetting.
Imagine this. I'm naked, in heels on my knees. The floor is tiles and the lighting was "on". Its muggy and the type of hot that catches in your chest. Aaah the invigoration of steam. And I am just-about-finished setting up for the party.
Maybe ten people have arrived already and a few others are just arriving. With the extension cord in my hand, I eye the Hitatchi Magic Wand on the end of it. I reach towards the outlet to plug it in, and BANG.
No it did not blow up.
However it sparked! Then the lights disappeared. They went out all at once. It was so pitch black dark in the entire bath house, that I could not see my hand in front of my face.
Oh my goddesses. Some times I even flabbergast myself.
It is the one thing I had not thought to locate ahead of time in the booking process.
The fuse box, where in the hell was it?
It was both funny and a little disturbing to be in the pitch black for about three minutes while staff ran about bringing the lights back on.
Thankfully.
We played so hard last night and for so long that we both are falling over exhausted today. What a riot, we laughed ourselves silly.
I really want to tell you more about our escapades, but dinner is calling me.
Last night was SULTRY. And quite frankly the whole evening was one that I won't soon be forgetting.
Imagine this. I'm naked, in heels on my knees. The floor is tiles and the lighting was "on". Its muggy and the type of hot that catches in your chest. Aaah the invigoration of steam. And I am just-about-finished setting up for the party.
Maybe ten people have arrived already and a few others are just arriving. With the extension cord in my hand, I eye the Hitatchi Magic Wand on the end of it. I reach towards the outlet to plug it in, and BANG.
No it did not blow up.
However it sparked! Then the lights disappeared. They went out all at once. It was so pitch black dark in the entire bath house, that I could not see my hand in front of my face.
Oh my goddesses. Some times I even flabbergast myself.
It is the one thing I had not thought to locate ahead of time in the booking process.
The fuse box, where in the hell was it?
It was both funny and a little disturbing to be in the pitch black for about three minutes while staff ran about bringing the lights back on.
Thankfully.
We played so hard last night and for so long that we both are falling over exhausted today. What a riot, we laughed ourselves silly.
I really want to tell you more about our escapades, but dinner is calling me.
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