Friday Favorites-
So three struck out at me as my very top favorites.  But there was one more that I’m not able to put up here.  It’s Os’s Mystery Guest this week.  You saw her right?!  And you clicked???  RIGHT?!  Well, off you go if you haven’t yet!   

*Remember to click on the links and hit these girls up*  Thumbnails are only meant to serve as teasers.

Emmy…Right Turn Without Signaling….. One word.  One simple word.  Cleavage.

Tepid…..the lighting is perfectly amazing, AND she took this with a cellphone.  Talent, I’m telling ya ~wink~


Elle…Kink Unleashed…..(oh holy hotness…..*swoon*….)

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Somewhere along the way…she lost focus a bit. On what is important. So she tries to regain perspective on her life and things in it.  He will never say no to her.  He may not love everything she does, but he loves her…and knows she loves the things she does.  It makes her happy.  And he wants to make her happy.  To please her…..  So she asks, knowing he will say yes.  He begins to feel taken for granted. 

Things go unsaid.  Actions don’t go as far as they should.  She thinks they are.  But she really isn’t…..not effectively enough.  Feelings are discussed.  One feels they are being dismissed.  The other feels overwhelmed at the thought she has let things get to this point.  The point where the person she loves is unhappy, feeling insecure, left out, not enough.  Ten days apart leaves…holes.  In what they usually find comfort in, with one another.

So they go on a date.  A date night!  An unexpected night with out kids.  Plum wine, sushi…..the numb fog of nothingness she’s felt…been plagued with, slowly begins to lift.  And conversation flows.  She feels like smiling.  And laughing.  Flirting ensues.  And it feels, nice. 

….to feel in her heart that happy, familiar flutter that she loves so much.  That he gives her.

~ xo

Vixen

“There’s something so goddamn erotic about being laced into a corset. Is it the restricted breathing? The pushing and the pulling? The heaving bosom created once tied up nice and tight?”  ~CityKat

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The full review will be posted over the weekend. Don’t forget to check back for it (and more pics!).

HappyHNT!!!

~ xo

Vixen

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There is a married couple.  A few years back they were having issues/times got tough and the husband began reading his wife’s diary.  Out of desperation, he claims, to get an ‘inside view’ on her thoughts and what was going through her head at the time.  He used the information he read in her diary to help ‘fix’ the problems they were having.  It worked and he feels it saved his marriage as a result.  He’s continued to check it from time to time, just to make sure he’s still on track.  Well, he got caught.  His wife is extremely upset and is now threatening to leave him and file for divorce because of this.

*SIGH*

Ok, before I go into a full tilt rant….  To play devil’s advocate for a small moment.  In his boy brain I guess I can kind of, sort of see what he was doing.  That he was doing it to try to help fix what was wrong.  He felt desperate.  Boys like to fix things.  And hey! It worked. So why stop.

But. BUT!!!!!  OH HELL FUCKING NO.  You do NOT… NOT NOT NOT  read anyone’s personal/private ‘stuff’ with out permission.  Email, IM’s, Texts, letters, DIARIES!!!!!  The minute you do something like that, that invasive, all trust is lost and in regards to me, all bets are off.  Deal breaker right. then. and. there.

One (of the maaaaaaaaaaaaany) danger with reading someone else’s personal stuff is you are only reading a snippet of a conversation/topic.  Which can SO totally be taken out of context.  I’ve seen couples get in arguments, full out battles over shit bc of this.

But what it really comes down to is YOU ARE INVADING SOMEONE ELSE’S PRIVACY. I escaped a relationship where my every movement was traced, followed, watched.  For nothing.  I wasn’t doing anything to prompt this behavior or treatment (the most ludicrous thing is, he was….he’s the proof to the statement that the guilty accuse others to deflect attention from their own indiscretions).  Being stalked like that makes you feel like a paranoid, crazy person.  If you had ANY wonder how I became so neurotic, there you go….  I had nothing to hide.  There was nothing to hide. Just bc I don’t want you to read my email or my diary or my whatever, does NOT mean I’m doing anything wrong.  Just sayin….

I feel quite passionately in regards to this (as if you couldn’t tell).  PC is a computer genius.  He could tract down every word I write on the internet…email, IM, computer history, text.  He has the ability to hack into every single account I have.  But he doesn’t (well, unless I ask bc like a ditz I occasionally lose a password or get locked out of an account- DOH).  It takes (took) a HUGE amount of trust for me to not have a fucking anxiety attack knowing this.  He wouldn’t. 

For me it comes down to the respect you have for another person.

*steps off soapbox*

But what is YOUR take?  Is she over-reacting?  Was he wrong?  How wrong?  Are his actions forgivable?

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Happy HUMP day!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

(vi.sualize.us)

The elevator door had barely closed when she pulled me close.  Her hand behind my back. Her mouth against mine.  Pressing firmly.  Lips against mine.  Kissing me.  Her mouth moved down my neck onto my collar bone.  Then back against my ear.  Whispering….I want you. 

It was a glass elevator.  There is nothing I would like more than to be fucked in one.  She knew this.  Her hand moved along my neck, tracing my collar bone.  Down to where my corset met my breasts.  She slipped her hand inside, grasping my breast.  Moving her mouth down, pulling at the fabric, exposing my breast.  Taking it in her mouth.  Tongue flicking…then sucking.  I heard myself gasp.  Then eventually exhale shakily.  Gasping again, but catching.  My knees buckling…feeling so incredibly weak in the knees.  I grasp her neck, feeling my nails in her flesh, pushing my head back against the cold, hard glass.

The door opened.  We had arrived on our floor.  Flushed…. I righted myself, grabbing her hand as I exited.  And flashed her a coy grin.

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TFT is UP! Go check it out!

The site (ME!!!) is always looking for contributors. If you’ve thought about wanting to do it- there is no time like the present! If you have before but it’s been awhile- we miss you! All you have to do to help support our troops is EMAIL ME! Help boost some morale!

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

(vi.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen

“It’s like a fog and the clear wind blows it away and the sun burns it off”
 ~Ernest Hemingway

I feel like…like I’m not feeling nothing now.

Does that interest you much?  No.  I didn’t think it would.  Wait. Just so you know. I’m not depressed.  That’s what depressed people say, right?  I promise you, I’m not.

Besides feeling numb.  And in a very dense fog.  The other thing that happens is you wonder where your libido has gone.  What libido, where?  (Bleeeeech)  Being laid up in bed.  On meds.  That actually haven’t worked as efficiently as you wished they might have, much less even taking the edge off, the pain.  Then finally experiencing relief…after days of NOT.  Threw me into a state of numbness.  It was nice to finally just shut down and not feel…..anything.

I miss being fun.  I miss being flirty. I miss being FUN AND FLIRTY.  It’s who I am and I miss being and feeling like…..ME.  And I most definitely don’t feel sexy. It’s awfully hard to write a post while feeling the exact opposite of all these things.  But this this is what you get for now.  I am slowing feeling back to where I was and want to be.

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I realized over the weekend that one of the 5k’s I love to do with my daughter, is next week end.  In my….numbing haze, of being completely out of the loop, I had forgetten the exact date.  There is NO way I can run a 5k in less than a week. I can’t even vaccuum my fucking house!  I’m beyond bummed.  It’s an excellent cause, benefiting the largest animal shelter in our state.  At least my registration fee with go to a good cause. 

…:::sigh:::… 
 

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I have a…thing, for corndogs.  Veggie corndogs to be exact.  For years I have loved  MorningStar Farms products.  They make a bunch of (I’m not going to gush stupidly) ‘edible’ options for vegetarians.  They *used* to make a veggie corndog TDF (I WILL gush over them).  But discontinued them last year sometime.  *sob*  PC picked up a plethera of veggie dogs from Hotdog on a Stick over the wkend.  Nothing says “I LOVE YOU” like….your wives most coveted food…in bulk.  *grins*

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Oh.  It snowed twice this week.  On the same day that it got up to 60-ish.  W.T.F?!  Whatever…I don’t even question it anymore.  *shaking head*

Have a fabulous Monday!

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~ xo

Vixen

Roxy and Quicksilver met Phoebe and I at the airport. This flight had been MUCH better than the last time.  The SW bitch fest must be over and the regular NICE people who actually like dogs, are back.  The only disappointing thing was to realize that a good portion of my music on my iPod, some good stuff that I had looking forward to listening to on the plane…..was missing.  How did that happen???  Oh well. 

First stop was lunch.  Mexican of course.  One of the (maaaaaaaaaaany) things I love about my friends is that their love for Mexican food is so similar to mine.  And of course we indulged in Margaritas!

Next stop after lunch….the liquor store!

Not long after making it to their house Roxy broke out the Tequila she’d gotten for her bday.  They celebrate THIRSTY THURSDAY at their house each week.  It’s 5:00 somewhere! Cheers! Pomegranate Tequila is yuuuuuumy….. (although, much more a ‘indulge in one shot’ sort of thing)

Of course, got to get in some ‘sober-ish‘ shots….

That’s what I’m talking about…definitely was and IS the theme whenever I visit  ~wink~

Baby spiders! Er, um, parachuters, the sky was full of them the entire wkend.  Hehe

Aren’t they completely insanely cute together?!

More ‘sober-ish‘ pics….

…you know, before I began molesting her.

Thursday night included beer, tequila shots, Domino’s incredibly delish veggie pizza [after Quicksilver offered me my upteenth shot and I had to tell him 'not until something less alcohol-like made it into my stomach' (hey!  sometimes I DO know what is good for me! Rare, but still, lol)], more tequila, I believe this is the night I was attempting to text PC but those damn Blackberry keys just kept getting smaller and smaller…..attempted to watch Vampire Diaries (unsuccessfully) then passing out in Roxy’s bed.  Doh.

Friday-

Quicksilver never made it to work.  Doh…downside of Thirsty Thursday I guess.  Tequila haze.  Lunch at Pick-Up-Stix….seriously *LOVE* that place.  I want one to open up here so bad!  Next the nail salon where we all got pretty nails and were accosted by their new chairs (wtf is up with a chair that squeezes your thighs together super tight….and then rams a rod up into your ass?!  I’m not kidding…..lol).  Eventually did some food and beverage shopping.  I was ramped up to make them Capriana’s.  Perfect poolside drink!

I’ve posted many of these signs before, not sure if I’ve ever shown this one before.  *snort*

Mega sized Capriana’s were enough to get the pool party going.  *ahem*  Switched to beer…..

Ahh…….  *HAPPY SIGH*  I could spend every wkend just. like. this.

Quicksilver getting it on, er um helping….doh.

Like you doubted….

Boys pass out.

What happens when boys pass out….girls take advantage of awesome photo ops.  HAHA~

Friday night more friends came over for Rock Band and Roxy made her signature SUPER yummy pasta- Rattlesnake Pasta.  Which I’m dying to make.  It was um…a tad bit (fire-blazing-from-your-mouth) spicy.  *snort*  But very good.  We all enjoyed it with the Texas Toast and beer.

Even Phoebe wanted in on the beer consumtion.  No really, can’t you tell she was just dying to enjoy some Rocky Mountain Water?!?!  (never mind her “OH GOD HELP ME PLEASE” look……)

Rockin Beer Goggles.   I’ll save you the pics where Phoebe was rockin’ them.  Not as impressive as when Roxy was.

(wrong…wrong….wrong…..lololol)

Rockband time.

They are seriously good. I was super impressed.  I stayed behind the scenes as the Paparazzi, you know, what I do very best.  Bwahahaha….

Ok.  Enough of that.  Time for the spa.  I swear, you would not believe the girl on girl action I got that wkend.
Brown eyes that make you melt, beautiful short hair, tongue that can…..  Yeah, she’s a big ass German Shepherd puppy named Sadie.  I won’t include all the pics where she’s molesting me.  I can’t even count how many times I was accosted by her.  *snort*

I’m either doing my ‘Sadie-impersonation’ here or molesting Roxy (….again…..) 

The night ended when Roxy was dead set on having the Cheesy Cake Quicksilver had made earlier in the day (homemade from a box! Quite the gourmet! *giggle*) that was inside the house.  Get her in the house where she promptly passes out…sans any Cheesy Cake. I was deadset that Quicksilver and I needed ONE more shot of tequila.  To which his point is, well hell, may as well double up and have two.  Then as we are indulging in our 2nd back to back shot makes me promise not to leave him high and dry….  We proceed to have a most enlightening and interesting conversation (right? I’m sure in my mind anyways, lol), I look over and guess who’s passed out cold.  Yes, I’m THAT entertaining apparently.  Poor guy woke up at 4am on the couch, by himself, listening to blaring loud music…while us girls were snoozing away in bed.  DOH.

Saturday-
Mmm…this is the morning we probably all felt the worst. I slept in until 9:30 (when does THAT ever happen?!?!) and woke up in a very, very heavy tequila induced fog.  Blech……..

You know “Where’s Waldo”????  So, where’s Phoebe?

There she is!  Hehe…..  (I’m not appologizing for the doggy pictures, she’s adorable and you have to admit it and/or deal with it)

What better way to cure a hang over and spend a hot Saturday afternoon then walking around a Meat Festival.  A vegetarian’s DREAM. *LOL*  Actually I think to meat eaters it was called something like a “BBQ Showdown”

Did you read that?  Meat to please ME.  Little do they know…..hehe

I kid.  But it was nice to get out of the house and I think the walking around was good for all of us.  It was funny to joke about me, the vegetarian, checking out all the meat.  *wicked grin*

And while I’m not such a huge fan of meat, I DO love sauce.  My motto in life is that it’s SERIOUSLY all about the sauce.  Food is merely a vehicle FOR sauce.  I AM the Sauce Goddess!

This is probably only funny to those who know me somewhat well.  One of the most offensive ‘meats’ to me is bacon.  Bc restaurants like to sneak bacon into EVERYFUCKINGTHING. I’ll order an innocent salad someplace and it’ll come out with teeny tiny bacon bits in it.  Mashed potatos.  Soups.  It’s amazing to me.  So bacon wrapped anything….ah yes, *barf*

I know, I know…You can’t take me and Roxy anywhere without us becoming inappropriate. What can I say.  To know us is to deal with us love us.

Roxy preferred hers with nuts…..just sayin’ *giggle grins*

Later back at the house…..

Tequila progress.  Let me put this into perspective for you.  This bottle if freakin’ HUGE.  1/2gallon glass bottle of Don Ramone tequila.  MMmmm….. So, four people, 2 nights…..bout half a bottle down.  Um, yeah.

Sadie’s ball.  Seriously.  This is just wrong, no?!  (the ball people, look at the ball, lol)

Girlies…..

For as warm as it was that day, it got pretty cold that night.  Def can’t beat a fire at night.

Theme song of the night- SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS!!!

What?  You only knew it was a matter of time before we got all porn-star like with the tequila.

Roxy’s tower of beer….. (I mean, we all drank it, but she made it, kwim?  lol)

 
Quicksilver is awfully happy, no?
(psst…I never do this, but you might want to click this one particular pic….)

(FWI, TFT should be most interesting the next few weeks.  This past HNT was just a taste of Roxy and I….and our um, flashing habit, lol)

Awww……

Bubble queen

Ok.  Last pic of wkend (mostly, kind of sort of), ok, that I’m going to show NOW.  *LOL*  Remember the Cheesy Cake Roxy was infatuated with the night before?  Um…yum.  There are some very fun and interesting things you can do with it!  *ahemCheesy-Cake-Pornahem*  Just sayin….  ~wink~

Sunday-

How we spent our Sunday.  Recovering/recuperating.  It was a *beautiful* day.  Figures…would have been perfect to spend it poolside.

Had a really late flight out.  Was pretty disappointed to discover that the already small San Diego airport has an even tinier terminal than I am used to.  As in, I had my heart set on the slim selections of a sandwich from Quiznos and latte from Starbucks (dinner of champions).  Only to discover this teeny, tinier terminal consists of two gates and a kiosk that sells water and magazines.  Oh…um, ok, pfffbbbtt, who really needs dinner anyways.  *sigh*  Added with the college baseball (???) team that seemed to always want to be sitting where I was, AS I was trying to have a phone conversation….  Not the greatest way to end a fabulous wkend.  But *shrug*  sa le vie, when you travel as much as I have been recently.  I can put up with the little shit anyday to repeat fabulousness.  You have no idea how badly I would like to visit there monthly.  Wait…I guess I almost have, lol.  Well, still.  Hopefully next time PC can come as well.  It was incredibly sweet (and worked out best) for him to hold down the fort but he was missed.  Anyway…..

*HAPPY SIGH*

~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites-

There were some really awesome ones this week!  Please be sure to click the links and visit the lovely ladies if you haven’t done so already.  I give you thumbnails as teasers….

Ms. Scarlett…..

Sapio Slut….

Sexy Sadie…..

Autumn…..

Elle…Kink Unleashed…..

Maggie...

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I refuse to fill this space with me bitching.  But I will say, this week has been rough.  I’ve not been able to manage the pain very well.  And the recovery has been very slow.  Catch 22 in that I have a very high tolerance to pain meds but at the same time am highly sensitive to them.  Blech.  The being laid up in bed all week is starting to get to me.  I want to be outside.  I want to be playing with my kiddos. GOD I want to go for a run.  Hey speaking of, at least the ankle has healed!  Looking for the bright side….  ~wink~  PC has done a kick ass job taking care of me and the household while I’ve been out of commission. *happy sigh*

Bloglines was down all day Thursday.  Not sure how many of you use the reader.  But they are my like right. fucking. arm.  I don’t bookmark very many blogs on my site. I just don’t like the clutter.  I actually read *far* more blogs than are in my sidebar.  But having all the url’s not available to me, when I’m stuck in bed with not much else to do but read and sleep….ANNOYING!  *humpf*

I did manage to finally get all my pictures uploaded from my trip to Roxy’s last week.  I’ll put up a picture recap tomorrow.

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In the meantime, this gave me a giggle…..

*GRINS*

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Whelpers.  Have a kick ass Friday!

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~ xo

Vixen

Not my normal HNT style. But you know sometimes it’s fun to be…well different, fun, flirty and non-traditional. I do it from time to time and an escape from the norm isn’t neccessarily a bad thing! *grins*

~CLICK IT!~

HappyHNT!!!

~ xo

Vixen

Anesthesia and I don’t really go hand in hand… trying to manage the pain (*ooaf*), super loopy from the meds…..  So, as you probably guessed- no CQW.  Slowly trying to get back to normal.

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This is Daisy.  Daisy is a sweet, happy little dog.  She knows how to wiggle her ass like you’ve never seen when she’s happy (and she’s ALWAYS happy).

Daisy is also highly neurotic and an attention whore (we are nothing alike…..*ahem*).  She is also very possessive of me.
This is Daisy highly pissed off and quite agitated.  This is her evil stare or look of death.

This is why.  She is beside herself that this cat had the nerve to come lay next to me, in HER spot, while she was off getting a drink of water.  Notice how the cat could care less?  (LOL)

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There will be HNT this week!  And Friday Favorites!!!

Happy HUMP Day!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

So. About a year after I had LM (he’s almost 7 people…counting?) I began suffering symptoms of what I thought was PMDD (a nice way of saying pyschotic crazy bitch hoping not to bleed to death). I HATE hormones.  So….I decided to try to treat it more naturally….with not so great luck.  I have sucked it up and lived as a crazy psychotic crazy person who hopes not to bleed to death suffered through it month after month for years.

((((my family and friends))))

Fast forward to this last year, when I hit up my GYN for some answers.  Turns out it’s a lot more than just PMDD AND there is a solution other than a hysterectomy (which has been my other option).  I can be fixed!  So Tuesday morning I go in at the crack ass of dawn for an outpatient ‘surgery/thing/procedure’ (Endometrial Ablation).  So totally NOT excited to have surgery and the risks have been discussed *deep breaths* but really the benefits outweigh all of it.  HUGELY, like in a life altering way.  The idea that I might feel NORMAL (you know as I can and still be the neurotic/OCD me ~wink~) sounds fabulous.  Poor PC has has had his concerns.  He’s voiced how he hoped it didn’t change my personality too much.  Um….really, a more stable, less emotional, less psychotic-bitch-like Vixen doesn’t appeal to you!?!?  Because it sure does to me!  *LOL!*

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I actually got a pretty good break from my allergies while out in California.  Not sure if it was all the tequila or they truly WERE better.  Haha… No, they really were.  AND we spent the majority of the time outside.  But fuck if they aren’t back with a vengence not even twenty-four hours after being back.  Seriously!  *sigh*

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Last week I got on Twitter yelled from the rooftops that I needed some more contributors for TFT.  I’m impressed!  So many of you responded!  I had faith, you guys rock in a serious way.  ~wink~

So, TFT is UP! Go check it out!

The site is always looking for contributors. If you’ve thought about wanting to do it- there is no time like the present! If you have before but it’s been awhile- we miss you! All you have to do to help support our troops is EMAIL ME! Help boost some morale!

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~ xo

Vixen