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I’m *sigh* in my mid thirties. In less than three years I will be 40.  How in the HELL did I become OLD?!  Meaning…I remember when I thought 40 was so. old.  *LOL*

But honestly, I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else then here.  My favorite part of where I am in life is that I am finally comfortable in my sexuality.  In who I am.  In what I want.  I don’t settle.  I don’t accept half assed or ‘kind of’.

For numerous years I was a follower.  I did what was asked of me.  What others wanted.  In the back of my mind I began forming an idea of what I wanted. But it’s only been in the last six years or so that I realized who that person was, that I thought about becoming, wishing I were…could actually exist.  AND was emerging.

I love knowing what I want.  I love being able to request and require that it be met.

Very empowering. 

“Just living is not enough” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.”
~Hans Christian Anderson

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~ xo

Vixen

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I’m not going to lie.  The last few months have been exhilarating.  I’ve become addicted to the thrill and excitement.  I’ve met some awesome guys. Most recently someone new (a local someone no less…think of the possibilites!) who makes the “Tall Glass of Yummy” from my birthday outing last fall pale in comparison (seriously….*swoon*).  And even made some great friends along the way.

This…what we are doing, PC and I.  Has stirred up many emotions and issues….or rather ‘topics of conversation’.  When PC moved here to be with me, when I was broken and in my downward spiral, it wasn’t easy.  It was HARD.  To pick up the various pieces, sift through the drama and make our lives together work.  But not in a ‘we can’t be together’ sort of way.  More in a ‘we need to work through this’.  

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Relationships, marriages…they take……require, work.  And if both parties aren’t working at it, it falters and fails. So we continue to work at ‘us’ and our communication.  But also continue opening what PC earlier called Pandora’s Box.  That I have found quite addicting.  And I think PC has as well. 

But at the end of the day, when you put all of that aside, the one I come home to.  Who my heart belongs to is PC.  He’s my happily ever after.  I would give it all up in a heartbeat if I had to choose.

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~ xo

Vixen

This is seriously the funniest thing I have EVER seen.

Seriously!  Every time I watch it it makes me giggle.  You must watch it.  Now.  Go on, click play.  ~wink~

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Man. I had THE. BEST (!!!!) time this weekend.

We went out for margaritas (the limit is 3 at our favorite place-seriously they are THAT strong……I had 3….DOH!) and mexican with friends Friday night.  Had a super good time, although please remind me next week why TWO is really plenty for me.

Saturday was my date.  My young Marine boy toy (haha…) flew in for Fuck Fest 2010 the night. To say we had a good time ….would be an understatement.  *wicked grin* My body is sore.  I’m worn out.  Ever so slightly hung over.  And exhausted.

(I’m considering posting details….interested?)

Don’t worry, PC was properly taken care of.  I put him in his happy place and kept him there while I was away. ~wink~

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Happy Monday!

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~ xo

Vixen

The next installment….

Ok.  So Friday night while we were out and about we were approached by a promoter for Rok Vegas.  He wanted to put us on the VIP list.  We had decided Saturday would be our ‘big night out’, dressed to the nines, etc. 

(Keep in mind we had already been drinking the. entire. day.)

We get into the club and I have immediate flash backs of NYE.  Not a single place to sit, we’re gonna have to stand the entire time, totally packed, difficult to get to the bar.  I about bitch slapped a group of girls that felt the one and ONLY bar in the place was where they should stand and chat it up.  Get your drinks and MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.  Fuck…you know?!  The 3 of us start noticing the VIP tables through out the club.  We had reservations for Spago the following night…we start thinking, who cares about food??! We’d MUCH rather have a kick ass time at the club.  So we made an executive decision to trade Spago for VIP service.  We talk with the manager and he immediately hooked us up. 

BEST. DECISION. EVER!!!!

(again remember, there was this steam/mist stuff the entire night, so some of the pictures seem a bit grainy/odd)

Next thing we know, we are swooped off to our very own private VIP area (Squee!!!), with booth, table, dancing area…..AND personal bouncer and cocktail waitress.  We were given center stage spots practically in the middle of the dance floor.

Here we are sitting in our swanky spot, super happy that we have a place to occasionally sit down our own special place. *GRINS*
(psst…notice the goof behind us?  *snort*)

Sis decided to show John (the manager at Rok Vegas) her uh, appreciation for totally hooking us up.  Notice Lam, our bouncer, ‘over seeing’ the situation.  *LOL* 
What is missing is the pic I took that didn’t came out where she was pulling John by his tie!  ROFL!  Too, TOO funny…..

 
***Oh side note.  John approached me at one point and told me a bit of a dilema he was in…. Normally men reserve these areas and he will pull aside hot females to invite inside their reserved section for them.  He wasn’t really sure what to do for us GIRLS.  *snicker*  Hello….you see hot ladies???  Send ‘em our way!  Bwahaha…..  Actually it worked out quite well.  We made some cool friends that night and had no problem finding fun people to party with.

We *heart* Lam….
He was awesome to us.  Not only did he keep people out of our section, but he let them in when we convinced him it was ok asked him to.  He took a TON of our pictures and kept us safe.  He was freakin’ *AWESOME*! 

And…..our fabulously smokin’ hot waitress.  She made our shots and margaritas directly at our table and took trips to the bar for us for any other needs (BEER, lol) so that we never had to leave our little swanky area unless we wanted to.  She rocked!
(BUT for the life of ALL of us, no one can remember her name?!!? W…T…F?!?!  It’s been seriously bugging me for a fucking week now…GRRRR!)

Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm

Super stars….hehe……..

Showing off our fabulous shoes….Betsey Johnson rocks.

Shots anyone? (smokin hot girl anyone?)

Our cool little table

Ahhh…..The PATRON…  Me and Patron have a love affair going on. Mmmmm…..

Cheers!

Fun friends…..

I know you want me, want me
You know I want cha, want cha,
One two three four

*giggle*

I freakin’ LOVE this shot of my sis and I.

Ok, her feet hurt. Roxy ditches the shoes.

See?  Barefoot.

Again, thank goodness for Lam, he took so many of our fabulous pictures.  Memories were captured bc he was there for us.
Strike a pose!

Totally adorable Marine boys.  With Mardi Gras beads.  It was the beads people.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. ~wink~

Legs….and she knows how to use them…..

Girlies…..

The theme of that night.

What happens at 5am in Vegas?  Clubs close down.  *ahem*  Yeah…we totally closed the club down.  See what Vegas and Patron does to us?!  Hehe….  So what do we do?  We hit another club that hasn’t closed down yet!  Duh!

Hmm…Marine boys were invited to come along. 


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Well, so….  We tuck sis in at 6am (remember those super big margaritas with six shots of Patron that we got on Saturday….and she drank hers completely. on. her. own?! Um..yeah).  Roxy hits it at 7am.  And…Vixen makes it inside the room at *ahem* 9am. 

*wicked grin*

I was wired, jonsing something fierce for water (that for whatever reason we were stupid enough to run ran out of…..GAH!!!!!  I seriously would have paid $15 for a bottle of water at that point) and became Chatty Cathy (as my sister called me).  Finally, FINALLY fell asleep, aaaaand PC called. 
“Oh hi honey…yeah….what am I doing?  Uh, just going to bed.  Um, yes, I know…it’s….9 something. Uh-huh”
DOH!

Vegas you know…..  *snicker*

Sunday we slept. I think I made it downstairs for Starbucks at um, 1pm?  Yeah. It was like that.  My poor sister was THE most hung over that day.  I think Roxy and I were mainly just *TIRED*.  Or maybe my hang over just didn’t hit me until about 11pm Sunday.  We had fabulous plans like….going to a strip club.  We even heavily researched which one we’d hit.  The fabulous mall down the strip (you know we are shopping whores!).  What stories we would tell!  But no, no…after the way we all felt Sunday, it was a wash.  We went nowhere that day.  Ordered room service for sandwiches at some point in the day….with lots and lots of water.

The roller coaster we never made it too.  Damn!

NY NY lights…

Finally about 5? 6?  We decided we would join the land of the living and go have dinner at the posh Italian restaurant located downstairs inside the NY NY.  It was….disappointing.  *groan*  Honestly, the Minestrone soup (only vegan option on the menu) was fine.  But I know both Roxy and my sister weren’t super impressed with their meals.  Although STILL what we ordered that night, with drinks, was less than what those fucking appetizers came to at the Rain Forest Cafe.  *shaking head*

By Sunday night our feet were toast.  Two full nights (one of those including pulling an all nighter no less) of fabulous shoes left our feet wrecked.  Hung over and the thought of stuffing our feet in more fabuous shoes made us all literally *CRINGE*.  No….  We’re cool.  We decided to say fuck it go much more casual.

My feet are still recovering from spending all night Saturday dancing in my Bj’s.  *ouch*  Sacrifices, sacrifices though, we would all totally do it again in a heartbeat. 

We hit Coyote Ugly our last night.  They/we had an abundance of Jello Shots.
(and adorable Marine boy toy from the previous night…:::grins:::….hmmm…….)

The Coyotes were in rare form that night.  Bwtn calling out the London guy in his much-too-tight skinny jeans to the other dude in his argyl sweater vest that one of them literally made him take off….hahaha!!!!

Then there was this dude.  A total rocker dude that one of them insisted on putting ponytails on.  Bwahahaha!!!!

Ok, there was this chick who was dressed insanely Pin-Up girl hot.  Hot Hot Hot.

Coyotes….  The one in black, and then the other in peach were fucking *AWESOME*.  They put the others to shame they were *THAT* good. (again…how can I ever go to our Denver one and have a good time bc ours pale in such comparison to these girls?!?!)

Probably ideally, we would have had one more night.  To whoop it up a bit more.  As Sunday night wore on, I realized I was increasingly more hung over.  Roxy and Sis were feeling rough and really, you can’t BE at CU with out being called out to have fun. 

I did have a slight confrontation with a dude standing behind me.  And then another at the bar.  Apparently it was “I’m a stiff asshole” night…  *grumble grumble*  I have a long standing reputation for not taking shit at bars.  I’m so totally NOT a confrontational gal but fuck with me in a bar…um yeah, not gonna be down with that.

Not a one of us would change anything about our trip.  Yeah…we only made it two blocks from our hotel the entire time we were there.  Yeah…the food fucking sucked ass.  But we thoroughly enjoyed every. single. night we were there.  Pulling the all nighter Saturday was probably the most fun and memorable night I’ve had in years…… 

And the best of all was I stepped outside of my norm, no holding back.  No worries.  No cares.  (Permission for naughtiness does that to a gal ~grins~) We all had the most awesome experiences we could imagine.

Sadly, the best meal I had while there was the lettuce, onion and swiss cheese sandwich on Rye (you really can hardly call that a vegetarian sandwich, lol) that we had the very last day were were there.  We grabbed sandwiches from the NY deli inside our hotel.  The guy making the sandwiches had THE biggest crush on Roxy.  (hehe…)

Would we do it again?  In a fucking HEARTBEAT. 

Do I have stories to share involving adorable Marine boys?  ABSOLUTELY.  The question is…when?  ~wink~

~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

Chasing Wild Horses documentary.

“This narrow 41 Km sandbar is located 300Km southeast of Halifax, Nova Scotia. Known for hundreds of years as “The Graveyard of the Atlantic”, it is the site of over 275 shipwrecks, and the home of more than 300 wild horses.

It is a world that exists by its own rules, a place with out trees, without shade, and without shelter. It is a place where I have witnessed true peace and unquestionable love among its occupants- the wild horses of Sable Island.”  ~Dutesco Art

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I know you all are sitting on the edge of your seats, anxiously waiting to hear what we came home from the Stockshow with.  (shut up, lol)  And the answer is- nothing.  Here’s the thing.  We have five cats and seven dogs.  Bringing home a rabbit or guinea pig would be like hanging a sign on the poor things cage that says  “BAIT: DO NOT EAT”.  Seriously.  It just seems rather cruel to me.  To all animals involved.  And honestly, while Phoebe (or as PC has nicknamed her- Peebe *snort*) is the cutest thing EVER, she has been awful to housebreak.  The girl has no shame, running to squat in front of you after you’ve just spent 10min outside with her coercing her to potty.  *SIGH*  I have housebroken many (many) puppies and she is by far the most difficult.  So to even consider adding more to my plate….uh yeah.  No thanks.

Some pictures from the day….

You have to understand why I love this pic of the kitties.  The kitty on the right is LP’s.  Her name is Alley.  She *adores* LP.  If you want to find Alley, you look for LP.  The gray cat on the left is Riley, the laundry basket is his all time favorite place ever.  Both kiddos spent the night with their cousins Sunday night and I’m guessing Alley was lonely bc she decided to join Riley.  If you note, the other funny thing about this pic is that Riley is seriously the BIGGEST cat I have ever met.  He’s HUGE.  While Alley is teeny tiny.  But the two are the bestest of friends.
Awww…..  *grins*

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Happy Monday!!!

The kiddos have the day off of school and this is how I will be spending my Monday morning.  *wink*

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~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

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I’m sick again.  Since I guess Thursday.  Which is seriously fucked up when you consider how I’m *NEVER* sick but how *often* I have been sick this winter.  UGH.  I’m healthy, active, outdoors-y….what causes someone to be FINE for so long and then *WHAM* get sick every 5min?!  Seriously!

*sigh*

In other news… 

Victoria’s Secrets semi annual sale is in effect.  Don’t miss it!  Honestly people (GIRLS!) we are talking BINS of bras and panties (their GOOD ones no less!) for $15!  Be quick though, it might already be too late, women across the universe have already been rummaging through those bins making it so you can never find the right size again (lol).  Online is okay too, but in store sales are always the very best.  Take it from an expert like me  ~wink~

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Happy Monday!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

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Finally, FINALLY made it to see New Moon.  *swoon*   It’s perfectly acceptable, btw, for me to swoon over Edward, in movie land he’s something like 107years old and IRL 23.  Hey!  That makes me more Cougar-like than lecherous! ~wink~  Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson both get A+++ for having teenage angst mastered.  I have been seriously dying to see this movie.  I devoured the books (totally going to re-read the book after Christmas, lol), have seen Twilight more than any non-adolescent woman should, and anxiously awaited the new one.  And then….we’ve been sick, LP and I.  Week after week after weekend after yet another weekend.  Sick. Sick. SICK.  Ugh.  This has been a shitty winter for us health wise, especially considering as a family we are usually quite the opposite.  Boo!

That said, just as I crawl out of the fetal position, regain a bit of color, pull my head out of, well you get the idea, LM is now very sick.  He’s had a lovely on again/off again cold/cough that became increasingly worse Sunday.  Looks like a Dr visit is going to be on my schedule Monday.  *sigh*

Hey the good news is maybe by Christmas the entire family will be healthy!

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Happy Monday!!!

~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

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• PC went out with a friend to a UFC fight
• Kiddos and I had a jammie/movie night watching Shorts
• It sucked.  I’m so. SO. glad we didn’t see it in the theaters.
• Felt like shit.  Went to bed early.
• Really, *I* went to bed at 9:30 (wha?!?!?)
• BIL invited kiddos to go to an awesome parade downtown.
• At night.  In the cold. 
• Completely appreciated him taking them.
• But did not envy him taking 8 children. 
• At night. In the cold.
• PC and I had a date!
• Went to a Brazilian Grill.
• Cautiously.
• Yes!  Turns out vegetarians can eat there too.
• Who knew! ;)
• It was YUMMY!!!!!!!
• Went to a movie.
• Brothers.
• It was….numbing.  But good.  Well done.
• Who am I kidding.  I could watch Natalie Portman read the phone book.  She’s hotter than hell!
• (I stole that from a friend, doh)
• Slept. 
• A LOT.
• Coughed.
• A LOT.
• Battled a nasty headache.
• It snowed.
• A LOT.
• I’m. Still. Sick.

Happy Monday!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

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• Saw a very funny and cute movie (Old Dogs).
• Ate dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory (YUM!)
• Wearing my new favorite dress, knee high socks and awesome boots. (grins)
• Daughter come down with the stomach flu middle of the night.
• Child puking all night= mom up with child puking all night (sigh).
• Oh. so. tired.
• Husband is sick too.
• Bought my first Quarter Pounder with Cheese meal from McD’s.
• Ha!  SO TOTALLY not for myself.  What sick husband wants, sick husband gets. (Hey! I don’t completely suck)
• Was worried what the lady in the drive thru would think of me.  That’s pathetic, isn’t it? Do meat eaters judge people like that.  (do they????)
• Sick child’s cat (that she love, love, loves) has been missing for several days. 
• Child is heartbroken. 
• Parents are heartbroken for her.
• Parents do the most sensible thing….
• Buy child a puppy.
• (shut up)
• Vixen breaks down and asks husband to buy her a …*choke*…  artificial tree. (I will miss a freshly cut tree, but not the hassles associated with it… OCD people want to do things when they want to do them.  Damnit.)
• Tree is beautiful.  Decorated.  And oh-so-pretty.
• Male child is grumpy. disruptive. loud. grumpy. pouty. grumpy….
• The. entire. weekend. (groan)
• Daughters cat shows up.  Fine. 
• New puppy is teeny, tiny.  So, um.  It doesn’t count.  Right?
• (shut up)
• Yay….it’s Monday.

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Happy Monday!!!

~ xo

Vixen

Mute Monday-

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Thanks everyone for what you said regarding my post yesterday.  It meant a ton.  I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt so nonfunctionally *tired*.  I do have some ideas of what might be causing it.  Good news, I guess???

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In other news.  We went to see The Blind Side.  First off…HOLY CROWDS. And I’m not even talking about the New Moon crowds! (those are an experience of itself!)  Excellent movie.  It did NOT dissappoint.  Such a touching, feel good movie.  And after that shit movie I took the kids to last week, I deserved a good one! (lol)

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Happy Monday!!!

This makes me think of summertime, flirty sundresses and sunshine.  *happy sigh*

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~ xo

Vixen