2010 Recap- Yes yes, I know. It’s actually almost February and I’m just now (finally!) getting it up (snicker).  It’s been mostly finished for weeks. I considered just ditching the entire thing and then realized how much I had invested already.  So yeah….here ya go.  It’s been quite a year.

***FYI, click on the highlighted links to see original posts

January….

My sister, Roxy and I prepped for our first girls only trip to viva Las Vegas.

We spent four days in -Sin City partying it up doing it up right our second night in with table service at The Rok and pulling an all nighter….10:00 am was the time in I believe.

I met Young Marine and so began my new found interest in….boys.

February….

I divulge PC and mine idea of delving into cuckholding.  The road that has brought us here.  Ok so, I open up more about my private life.

Vegas was so fun and my stunningly sexy friend Lolita was so bummed she’d missed the trip, what did I do???  WENT TO VEGAS AGAIN! (for a night…yeah I know….a NIGHT, haha)

PC writes his first post…explaining the path that led us to consider cuckholding.  And follows it with a post called “Pandora’s Box”.

My Young Marine flew in for the wkend.  We had a whirlwind two day fuck fest tryst.

Old Spice released THE. BEST. COMMERCIAL ever!

PC decides after my weekend with YM that I need a local someone. To see regularly.  He sees how much I enjoy the exhilaration and scours Craigslist.  Where he finds Ashton (aka- Tall Glass of Yummy).  And we hit it off immediately.  That *click* PC recognizes I need and the only way I can be interested in someone…is instantaneous.  And so the adventures of Ashton and I begin (and continue for the next year).

March….

My sister and I attend Cheesefest 2010 go see Bon Jovi in concert.

I’m turned onto La Senza….the best lingerie store E.V.E.R (thanks Elle!)

PC’s and mine relationship is on a learning curve.  I try to explain our relationship and what makes it work a bit more….to everyone else.

I introduce “The Nineteen Year Old Hottie”….a girl I had a summer fling with before she went off to college.

PC and I head to California for Roxy’s annual Birthday Bash!  Donnie….*swoon*…. (Don Ramon Tequila for newbies *wink*)

April….

Spring comes…*yay*!!!  And with it the worst allergies I’ve ever experienced *groan*

Learn that if Ashton were Superman, his Kryptonite would be Brazilian Rum.  *ahem*

After years of playing TMI Tuesday, in it’s place I introduce (to my site) Tuesday Trysts.

My head space falters.  PC suggests that a good dose of sunshine, tequila and Roxy will fix that (it did…  *grins*).  So off to Roxy-ville I go.

After numerous Dr appointments and living with my pyschotic PMDD symptoms for an eternity years.  I go in for out-patient Endometrial Ablation surgery to be ‘fixed’.  And have an awful, awful time recovering… (gah)

Marriages take work (duh)….focus, focus, focus.  PC still makes my heart go aflutter.

May….

Trolls suck.  BFD has one attack her for being a mom AND a sexual being *gasp!!!* and I rant.

I delve into the idea behind NRE (New Relationship Energy)….and lust.  And finally see Ashton again after the surgery that laid me out for weeks.  I think we saw a movie (kinda…*wicked grins*).

Mothers Day.  *happy sigh* PC rocked it in a serious way.  Making my heart go pitter patter.  Amazing day.

Drama pops up in regards to RL bullshit.  I don’t handle stress.  Or drama.  very well….  Dealing with anxiety issues.

Off to Roxy-ville again.  Sunshine, tequila and Roxy….  *happy sigh* Snowboard gear poolside- screams southern California, no?!  Hehe….

June….

After much obsessing, I went and got my 8th tattoo!  Not my most impressive, but definitely one of my most meaningful.

I make a confession.  I’m incapable of swallowing.  Not for lack of trying. I just. can. not. do. it.  But I promise I make up for it in other ways!

PC’s son came to spend the month with us.  And it rained.  And rained.  And….raaaaaaaaaaained.

I run into my pool crush.  A girl I became friends with years before.  The Real L Word starts up!  *YAY!*  PC says one of the girls reminds him of me.  Hey, but wait, she’s a player!  Oh….damn.

But wait. I’m not so much a ‘player’….I’m an equal opportunity flirter!  Ha!  I promise if I dig you, you WILL know it.  Even if I suck at showing it enough sometimes.  (I’ve actually worked on this and improved upon it…I do learn from my mistakes).

A list of the 9 most awesomest places to have sex!  And their consequences (doh). Ok…so I maybe don’t completely agree…

July….

PC and I head to Roxyville to celebrate the 4th of July.  WOOT!  And, and, aaaaaaaaaaand with a special surprise in tow.  THE OS SHIRT!!!  After years of begging asking I finally get it in my possession.  We took full advantage of involving it in all sorts of debauchery.  *smirk*

Stupid funk.  Again. (seriously…..come on already….sigh)

Someone (ahemBFDahem) has a birthday!  I celebrate by making her er, um, cupcakes.  *wicked grins*

I discover my song.  The best song.  Ever.  *happy sigh*

We make our annual trip the The Ren Festival.

Many life changes….PC’s work schedule changes and we both try to figure out how to make ‘the new us’ work.  It’s scary.
It’s exciting.  But at the end of the day….I love him with all my
heart.

With the help of PC, we come to the realization of what might be causing my sudden onset of awful ‘funks’.  Introduce “HAPPY PILLS” and Psycho-Hot-Mess-No-More.  Yay!!!!

August….

PC and I celebrate our anniversary, I don’t know what he was thinking when he proposed to me.  But damn…I’m one lucky girl! *grins*

I have a Facebook Fan Page!  Wait…you didn’t know?!  Wha?!?!  Look in my sidebar, click “LIKE”, you know you wanna!  It’s a super easy way to follow me!

I take one last trip to Roxyville.  My monthly visits through out the summer helped my head space in such a serious way.  Roxy and I take a super hot photo shoot.  *wicked grins*

PC does some experimenting of his own…..  *winkwinksmirk*

I confront several issues I’ve been putting off.  Roxy’s coin-marked phrase ‘being in Ostrich-mode’ needs to come to an end.  *sigh*

I contemplate the idea of a MMF threesome.  Hmm……  An idea that used to repulse me is sounding rather intriguing now.  Wow how a girl can change in a year.  First I reconsider swearing off all men (thanks to the encouragement from the love of my life…PC) and next I’m fantasizing about being with two men!  Ha…who knew?!

Kiddos go back to school.  The pool closes for the season.  Summer is officially coming to an end.  (whaaa….)

We all have skeletons in our closet.  Mine chose to peek out.  And sometimes we open ourselves up to people and then later realize how much we actually exposed of ourselves….and wish we could take it all back.  So as not to feel so vulnerable.  And raw.

September….

I talk about my dating experiences with different dating sites.  Ashton set that freakin bar high- HIGH.  My quest to find someone even remotely comparable begins.  If nothing else, good blog fodder! (haha)

I become sick.  Not just ‘kind of sick’…I know how to do sick up RIGHT.  Over 6 weeks of being sick with a kick ass (and not in a good way) respiratory infection.  Fuck. Me.

The same day that my little girl turns 11 *gasp!* the stork delivers 5 babies to our house….3 little boys and 2 sweet girls.  I officially become a SAHM to Daisy’s second litter of pups.

PC and I continue to discuss our ‘rules’.  The only way this ‘thing’…with my playing…will work is with rules.  And constant, extremely open conversations.

After quite a few dates that can be summed up with- wha whaa waaaaaa…….  I meet Abercrombie/The Mechanic.  He’s no Ashton, that’s for sure (sigh….damnit) and he’s definitely only interested in a FB but…..hey.

PC celebrates a birthday!

Roxy and her stud of husband, Quicksilver, come into town to celebrate my birthday!  WOOT WOOT…. My sister and many of our other friends  join us downtown for margaritas and Coyote Ugly to party like rockstars.  *huge grins*

October….

Google me!  Or rather, I’m going to google YOU.  I never date someone who isn’t google-able.  I respect a person that introduces themselves as the real deal.

A close long time friend and I have to part ways because his wife is uncomfortable with him and I remaining friends because of who I am.  Sigh….bummed.

It’s getting hot in here!  My top 10 9 hottest, most favorite sexual adventures  to date!

Car sex is hot. Just sayin….

I love him.  He’s mine.  I need him.  We’re good together.  He makes me *comfortable*.

Just to reitterate- I live my life with the volume on loud.  I make no bones about who I am and how I like to live my life.  If it’s too hot in the kitchen, get out.

Abercrombie, the new boy toy found in September, fucks up.  Whatever. *cold shoulder*

I make #6 of the Best Sex Bloggers of 2010.  *WOO HOO*

THE EXOTIC BALL!!!! Sis and I go as Angels, PC as Hitgirl.  Super fun times….

November…..

Vegas Baby…uh huh.  BFD and I head to Sin City for five days, Coyote Ugly never knew what hit them *wink*
Sigh.  Swoon. …:::memories:::….

One of PC’s best quotes-
“It’s like being married to a flight attendant. You come home long enough to do your laundry and recharge before heading out again.“ (ha!)

I’ve met someone one…new.  Kind of on the sly I begin mentioning him.  The exotic ball….  Vegas….  *wicked grins*

Celebrate this blog’s 4th Blogaversary!  My my how things have changed since I began blogging 5 1/2 years ago.

I wonder sometimes if my expectations are too high.  Of the type of relationship I’m seeking…  I don’t know.  I just want to know that you’re into me!  You know?!

Mmm…..holiday flavored Martini’s woo me.  Oy.  Too much so.  I decide I have to break up.

(I miss her)

December….

Hottest. video. E.V.E.R……  Damn.  Girl knows how to work it. ...taking notes…

Bloglines announces it’s closing it’s doors.  Bummed.

Bloglines announces they are no longer closing it’s doors but rather have been acquired.  Oh.  But wait, with a few minor changes.  Annoyed.  Bye bye….

Sometimes life gets in the way.  You have to work at the sparkle!  (((PC)))

Vixen’s Bucket List of sexploits-

“I’m a try-sexual. I’ll try anything once.”
~Samantha (Sex and the City)

Luscious Lush.  Yes.  Hello, this is me.

Two words- Turtleneck Season.  Ashton says anyways…  *wicked grins*

Sometimes I wonder if I’m emotionally slutty.  Never mind.  I am.  I share too much and usually too soon.  Like blurting out my feelings to someone in such a way that they feel uncomfortable.  Direct much?  Sigh…hello.  This is me.

Temperatures yo-yo all over the fucking place.  Near 60′s one week.  Twenty below the next.

My list of the past years “Best of the Best HNT’s“.

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We’ve come a long ways baby.  *wink* Cheers….here’s to a new year!

~ xo

Vixen

~ Mae West

Friday Favorites-

France…Sometimes The World Begins…..

Elle…Kink Unleashed…..


Mama Still Wears Gucci…..

Barefoot Dreamer (I didn’t catch her before she went out of town to give me her pic, so you just have to go check her out for yourself!)

Remember thumbnails are only teasers, if you haven’t done so already go over and show them some love. Go on now- SCOOT!

*****

As you might have noticed, I haven’t been mentioning AFF much (ok, at all).  I actually hadn’t been on AFF for quite some time (and then it was just to delete the email build up) and finally this week I disabled my account.  There’s a reason for this, I have no need or desire to continue looking.  I’m good.

My profile was Female for Female (F4F), despite 4 years of searching, I hadn’t given up my search for that *one special girl*.  Then something happened.  Or rather SHE happened.  And Vegas with HER happened (*swoon*).   Pretty much since August I had kind of known I wasn’t searching anymore…  I wish she lived closer (desperately so) but she doesn’t (damnit)…..we both agree though that somehow we’ll make it work.  I’m just not someone who dates and ‘hooks up’ with random people, I never have been.  I’m not capable of it and I don’t enjoy it.  So while the distance is a bitch, I’m much too smitten with her to desire being with any other female.

On a different note.  I did actually meet a guy on AFF that I’ve been seeing regularly for the past 3 months.  Funny thing about having a F4F profile.  It doesn’t stop all guys from responding.  There are two camps of men who will respond to a F4F profile.  The dumbasses who don’t even read your profile and hit you up (usually crudely and distastefully so) and then the ones that actually have a tendency to catch my attention.  They are the particularly outgoing/adventurous ones who have the -“Hell, I’ll give it a shot” attitude (which I kind of admire, bc I think I possess this trait as well).  They notice it’s a F4F profile, and mention it in their initial email.  Along with some coercement (…I know this isn’t a word, add it to my list of made up words) of why I should consider giving them a chance to at least wine and dine me.

Which is how I met Johnny (not his real name- duh, not sure I’ll stick with it- he just happens to look a bit like Johnny from the original Karate Kid movie, according to PC).  I rarely respond to people on AFF.  It takes a lot to wow me with an email so that I feel even remotely like there could be a click.  And I sat on his for a quite awhile before responding.  When I finally did, we immediately clicked.  A bit like how Ashton and I did.  I knew after my initial correspondence with Ashton that there was a *significant* CLICK.  Similar feeling with Johnny.  This was back in October.  PC has met him and approves of him (he actually went out with PC, my sister and I to the Exotic Ball on Halloween).  He’s closer to my age (definitely for the best….the boys I was meeting -Ashton excluded- were killing me with their immaturity and games), is interested in the same type ‘thing/relationship’ I am (not a FB or complete NSA…which I’m mostly incapable of, much less desire), super funny, super cute and we really enjoy our time together.  Bonus all around.

Ashton and I remain in contact and I value our friendship tremendously.  He’s an amazing guy.  But his life is complicated and busy.

I couldn’t write all this without boasting/mentioning/gushing over the most important person in my life….PC.  The last month or so has been the best ever for us.  Some changes were made between us over the summer, not just between us, but personal ones as well.  We have been communicating better, getting along super well and just been over all incredibly balanced.  Which over all makes me super happy.  In a content …:::sigh happily:::… sort of a way.  There have been other stresses going on in our life, completely out of our control and he manages them amazingly well so that I, for the most part, don’t have to.  At the end of the day, he’s the one I come home to, am happy with and enjoy immensely the life we’ve built together.

*****

Ok.  Hope everyone has a fantabulous weekend!

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~ xo

Vixen

We all do what we do to get by, to make ourselves happy. And the ways in which we go about doing it may not be the same for each person.
*shrug*

It’s also amazing what we learn about ourselves as we go through life.

Good stuff.

 *****

Lets see….  Ironically, I went from having a handful of boys I was dating- seeing how things might pan out (ie…could call on them at any moment to go out) to nothing.  Nada.  No one.  Interesting turn of events.  Besides one individual in particular *ahemAshtonahem* (who if he would just stop being so busy, I wouldn’t even care about wasting my time with these other boys….humpf), it’s really all by choice.  Abercrombie shot himself in the foot, which really was probably for the best. I was trying to make the best of something that wasn’t entirely what I was wanting it to be.  New guy, Biff (I know I haven’t spoken of him here yet….I wasn’t sure if it would turn into something worth even talking about) pursued me so hard I was wary I had found myself a new stalker.  (I like to be chased…not stalked)  He went from Mr. In My Face 24/7 to …:::crickets:::…  Hmm….weird.  After blowing me off after we’d made plans to go on a date Saturday night I decided it was probably for the best.  I kind of almost think I was trying to talk myself into liking him.  He was the first guy I’ve dated that was near my own age (I mean, besides PC, lol).  And interestingly enough, what I found was that I was completely uncomfortable and not my usual flirty, fun, carefree self around him.  Doh…go figure.  For whatever reason, I’m a lot more comfortable being me around boys the much younger men I’ve encountered.

Anyway.  Despite being blown off, PC stepped in to wine and dine me.  Key words being Brazilian cuisine and Capriaskas….MMMmmmmm….  Gotta hand it to the love of my life, for being a sissy, he really knows how to show a gal a good time.  *grins*  Also got to wear the hot outfit I had planned for Mr. Stand Up Guy.  *tossing that guy to the side*  PC gushed appreciatively.  The night ended dominating his ass…exactly how I would have hoped.  *smirk*

*****

The giggle PC gave me Sunday while discussing something…

“Put your big girl panties on, ok wait, go put some panties on.”

*snort*

He says I need to be fucked.  I do.  Damnit.  I really do.

*****

Alrighty people.  Happy Monday…enjoy!

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~ xo

Vixen

~Eddie Veddar

Friday Favorites-

So for three and a half years now I’ve been doing my Friday Favorite feature (can you believe it’s seriously been that long…crazy!).  And as I’m sure you all have noticed, I always focus on only the ladies.  Yes, I’m sorry, I’m biased.  ~wink~  But.  There are a couple male bloggers out there right now that have seriously caught my attention.  They take incredible shots….thought provoking (usually naughty thoughts….grins…..), erotic, sexy as hell…..and consistently so.  I gotta give them a shout out and bring some well deserved attention to them.  If you haven’t already discovered these delicious men, you must go pay them a visit. 

JM… There is no spoon (he has an incredibly lovely mate too….you should absolutely not miss out on her site either!)

The Muffin Fan… One Man’s Love For Women 

Um….*swoon*

Ok.  So on with the girls.  A few of them.  Again, I provide you with only the thumbnails so that you will click them and proficiently gush over them.

Maeve…..

Ivey Lane…..

Lady Grinning Soul…..

Barefoot Dreamer…..

*****

I was emailing with another blogger Thursday morning and he mentioned how disappointed he’d been in the low amount of comments he’d been getting on his HNT’s.  I’ve noticed the same thing while visiting all the HNT posts recently.  Which is a bit odd for this time of year.  You expect comments to be on the low side through out the summer, over/near holidays, etc.  But when you see that over forty-five people are playing HNT but most blogs are getting an average of 5-15 comments…it makes you wonder.

And I almost hesitate to even bring this up bc the last thing I want to do is make blogging or playing HNT about the comments.  I know for me, it’s nice to get feedback/input/comments on my posts (most especially my HNTs) but it’s not WHY I blog.  It’s not what is most important to me.  But I do expect/hope that what I put into it, I will get out of it.  I try to be very active in the community and enjoy doing so. I think others feel the same way.  I know I am the anomaly in that I make it a point to visit *every* HNT that makes themselves known on Os’s site, as well as the others I stumble upon that don’t.  Not everyone is an internet whore like me has copious amounts of time on their hands.  And sometimes real life gasp! gets in the way and it’s not possible to do that….  *shrug*  No worries.

But I do understand his discouragement.

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I swear I keep my AFF profile (where I have my female for female profile) for entertainment value alone…  I received this message this past week from a guy who either didn’t care it was a F-F profile or more likely than not, just didn’t read it:

i am looking for fun if you want your pussy to get licked all night and want big hard cock seriously give me a message

I did not message him back. Shocking…I know.  *rolling eyes*  Lord.   …:::delete:::…

Now. I did also receive this one.  Again from a male, a much um…older gentleman.  I actually almost messaged him back just to say how much I appreciated his honesty and loved what he said!

DON’T MISS THIS: I AM MARRIED! I am not going to make up a lot of bull
like most do here. (No, “Hey Baby, I am hung like an anaconda, 12 feet
tall, 300 lbs. of ripping muscle, and I will rock your world
sweetheart” from me). I just want a like-minded partner; one who
preferably wants to have a true, no strings, sexually based
relationship with a lot of laughs mixed in (No whining from me like a
sniveling, spoiled little boy about the other woman or whatever else
guys usually cry about. I don’t need to be coddled by my mommy). I
prefer a longer term relationship, but am open to anything from a one
time to longer term situation. I am a solid professional guy who knows
who and what he wants (Not endless emails, although a little flirting
is good for the soul). Straightforwardly, let’s have a boatload of fun,
find out what makes us each passionate, and get
reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal tingly together. My pic is real
and current. Not 50 pounds and 20 years ago.

Bwahahaha….  Kuddos to him for keeping it real, you know?!   *snort*  If he weren’t waaaaaaay out of my age bracket I’d totally give him a shot!  Ha!

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I’ve been seeing quiet a bit of Abercrombie guy lately.  We have great conversation and he’s really into me, wanting to see me as often as he can.  Which….is nice, to be made a priority, ya know?  He’s definitely the new boytoy.  *smirk*

I did hear back from Matt Damon and um, as I had mentioned, he pretty much confirmed that I had intimidated the hell out of him.  Doh. 

PC my sissy panty boy has been fairly compliant and well behaved.  We’ve been getting along amazing….  I could gush over how *amazing* (I keep saying that word huh?) we’ve been.  There’s a new found dominance I am embracing (and loving).  *HAPPY SIGH*

Anyway.  Happy Friday my loverlies.  I’m going to see what kind of  trouble I can get in this weekend…  Hopefully a super fun recap come Monday! *grins* 
Enjoy!

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~ xo

Vixen

Ok.  So completely out of boredom and then what led to curiosity, late one night awhile back (insomnia…oh so much fun…) I signed up for an AFF account as an experiment.  As I’ve mentioned before, PC is the one who peruses the sites and likes to ‘shop’ for me.  99.5% of what he sends me to check out I have little interest in (Ashton made the .5% and damn was that a good decision…it just shows how much his ad clicked with me *wink*).  PC used ALT.com for quite awhile and that really wasn’t my scene.  From Bossy Becky who wanted to dominate PC and took the approach of telling me how it should be done…um…. FAIL.  To the couple that I really was interested in, that seemed like such a  perfect fit…he was deployed in the military and wanted his wife to have a playmate while he was gone.  Except she didn’t drink and didn’t think anyone else should either.  Bwahahaha…yeah, that’s not gonna fly.  There were many others, PC managed that account and all the emails and he was good at it, but nothing ever really worked out there. 

I did try out Ashley Madison briefly but become bored with that very early on.  It felt complicated and so many hoops to jump through just to like TALK to anyone.  AND, they were mostly all married people hoping to have an illicit, discrete affair (yeah, yeah I know it’s what the site is all about, I mean after all their slogan is “Life is short.  Have an affair”).  Bleah….I’m not dying to enter into an affair where drama is likely to erupt.  Me and drama….not on the same team.

And we all know my luck on CL, again, PC is the one who enjoys browsing there the most.  It’s just easier that way, let him weed through and then I’ll reject the ads he sends me.  Ha!

Ok.  So back to AFF.  It’s been….eye opening to say the least.  I know there are women on there looking for a good fuck and nothing more.  And there is nothing wrong with that, it’s just not ME.  Or what I am looking for/interested in.  I’m not that girl that fucks every person she meets.  Nothing wrong with those girls.  Just I’M not one of them.

Anyway though. It got me thinking because somethings really bugged me and I figured I would give some pointers, for the men mostly-

*STOP with the dick picture as your profile shot. I don’t care what your DICK looks like.  What it does now….that’s a different story, lol.  But sending me an email with you holding your cock?  Lost me before Hello. (want to clarify, dick pics among *other* shots- fine….I mean, I’m a sucker for a guy with a hot bod)

*Sending an email to a girl and the first thing you say is what you would like to DO with your dick.  Again.  Really?!  That is your ‘pick up line’?!  Would you come up to a girl in a bar and tell them what you would like to do to them with your 10foot dick?  Idon’tfuckingthinkso.  You’d get a drink in your face if not wallopped up side the head.  When you send an email to a chick (at least THIS chick), for gods sake try to at least WOO me, will ya?!

*Have something to say.  Telling me “Hi, I liked your profile.”  Period. Nothing more. ….isn’t going to cut it!  I’m not a guy (no shit, right?  *lol*) -although I’ve heard there are much, more more men on on AFF then women- so I don’t know their side.  But females get hundreds of emails a day.  You have to have something that is going to draw a girl in!  (and NO that’s not your dick picture *snort*) One of the bitches I’ve had about the girls I’ve tried chatting with on CL…their lack of interest.  Or their response is some one liner and I’m thinking…wait a minute.  YOU had the ad. I emailed YOU and you respond with “Cool.  You’re pretty”.  Um…. huh?

*Lastly, my profile stated that I was mostly only attracted to men younger than me (if at all, it takes a lot for me to be interested in someone else, especially a guy).  Most certainly men who appear young looking.  So that said- Grandpa! STOP SENDING ME EMAILS.  Ya perv, I’m NOT INTERESTED.  I’m barely attracted to men my own age (PC, hon, you are totally discluded here…but you should know that considering people think you are 10 yrs younger than you are, *grins*), I’m most certainly NOT going to be attracted to someone my DAD’S age.  *shudder* (no offense to my more advanced readers…just being honest about *MY* interests/likes)

So.  All this said.  I only had my profile listed as ‘interested in men also’ (rather than just females) for all of a week before I changed it back to female for female.  The funny thing is, I still got numerous emails a day from men (they’ve died down since I’m completely inactive on there now).  But um...psst…did ya read my profile, m’k?  Right.  Add that to the list too.  Ok then.

*****

Hope everyone has a great Labor Day!

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~ xo

Vixen

(haha….this is too funny *grins*)

So I have an AFF profile (I have an entire post on *that* experience, o.m.g…..later though).  Female for female.  But does that stop the men from responding?  Uh…no.  But nor does it stop me from ignoring them.  (doh)

One of the gems I received recently was from a male who went on and on about how into ‘older’ women he was, how he’s always fantasized about experiencing an ‘older woman’, etc.  Um.  He’s 32 years old.  Dude!  I’m only FIVE years older than you! And could you please stop referring to me as an ‘older woman’.  Gah…..  Way to kill a gals game.  And your opportunity at any too!  Geesh!

Not that I was ever interested anyways…..  But still!

*****

Decided I was happy I hadn’t taken the top off my Jeep yet when it began raining early Friday afternoon.  (at the rate this summer is going, I may NEVER get to take it down!)

Watched it rain.

Thought of things that would entertain three children under 10years old that didn’t involve being outside.

Watched it rain.

Took everyone to see the remake of Karate Kid.  Very well done.  Loved it almost better than the original.

Watched it rain.

Overheard a conversation a drunk man was having on his cell phone in the lobby of Hooters, pleading with someone named “Kate”, to let him come over, assuring her that ‘she could always call 911 if she had to’.  Umm…… (IDK how reassuring that really is…”Kate” must have not thought so either because he took a place at the bar and remained there even after we left 45min later…..)

Watched it rain.

Had the entirely too large Golden Retriever/Border Collie mix desecrate my favorite 5′ tall potted plant A.G.A.I.N!!!!  ARGH!!!!!  I give up.  FINE.  Let’s throw the fucking plant away.  FINE!  My GAWD!

Dodged petty arguments/bickering/put out fires because three kiddos were stuck inside yet another day.

Because it was. still. raining…..

Unintentionally crashed a wedding reception.  Kiddos scored free wedding cake out of the deal.  (I *heart* Olive Garden)

Didn’t enjoy a Martini made with what tasted like entirely of Tequila.  I felt as if I needed to request a Chaser for it.

Watched it rain.

Read an entire book.

Enjoyed mutual-self gratifying O’s.  (A willing, skilled partners hand and a fish…a girls best friend *wink*)

Watched it rain.

Mmm…Starbucks.

Accused PC of being hormonal and questioned if he was PMSing.  Offered him Midol. *snort wink*  (((PC)))

Watched it rain.

Went to see A-Team (yeah….it was THAT type of a movie watching weekend).  Was surprised at how good it was considering how I had so totally not wanted to see it.

Was slightly encouraged when the rain stopped for 5.5seconds.

Drowned my rainy weekend sorrows in a perfectly strong Margarita.

Watched it rain.

Lusted over watched the season premiere to True Blood.  *happy sigh*

Watched. it. rain.
(seriously SERIOUSLY over the rain…..wonders if it rains less in Seattle……)

It’s Monday.  I’m hoping for….a little less rain.

(vis.sualize.us)

~ xo

Vixen