TMI Tuesday – Deadly Sins Edition

1. LUST: Besides your current Significant Other who do you lust for or have you lusted for?
Jake Gyllenhaal, A friend’s brother, someone entirely too young for me, Several people I’ll never get a chance with, Connecticut included.
I’m sure there are plenty more…

2. GLUTTONY: What food brings out your inner glutton?
Potatoes, Chicken, Pasta and creme puffs… (creme puffs are fucking ridiculous!)

3. GREED: What are you greedy for?
I’m not a greedy person, honestly. I’d rather give than receive.
Oh, and creme puffs.

4. SLOTH: What is your plan for an ideal day of sloth?
Oh god, sitting in a king size bed watching bad television and eating creme puffs.

5. WRATH: Describe a time that you let out a can of whoop ass on someone.
When you fuck with my kids… anytime anyone acts superior to me, Anytime someone
takes advantage of me.

6. ENVY: Who or what do you envy? Why?
Those who have everything they want and people still hand them free shit. Why? Because that’s bullshit!
And that one fucktard who won the lottery twice. And he’s a pedophile… it’s a true story.

7. PRIDE: Have you ever had to swallow your pride? What are you proud of?
I’m proud of myself for having had a baby at 14 years old and getting to watch her graduate High School in 4 months.
I’m proud to have gone back to school.
I’m not happy to have had to ask my mother-in-law for help – ever. She tends to use that and hold that over our heads.
They bought a time share in Vegas last year. Back in November we needed our van fixed and they agreed to pay for it as long as we went up to their place for Thanksgiving and as long as we knew that it was also our Christmas present. Not a big deal. At Christmas, they handed each of us an envelope with a certificate for “1 free week in Vegas” or wherever… After his sister & brother left, his mom informed us that ours is not free. But they had to put up that front to sister and brother so they wouldn’t know. Fail.

So yeah… come back Thursday for my Radio Show story… It’ll be fun.

Oh… pics on Thursday too..

TMI Tuesday (Updated)

1. What famous people share your birthday? Any the same year as well as day?
Anthony Hopkins, Val Kilmer, Bebe Neuwirth, Ben Kingsley, Joe McIntyre

2. Have you ever shared an address (before, during or after) with anyone famous?
Nope. I’ve never lived anywhere special enough that a famous person would have lived there first.

3. Who else has your name? (Google yourself and see who else shows up)
There is a Senior Producer at CNN that shares my first and last name. I think that’s about all.

4. Test the Six Degrees theory. Do you know someone who might know someone who might know someone who might know someone who might know someone who knows President Obama? How about, say Dolly Parton?
Nope. Nothing. Nor do I have have any desire to go figure it out. Sorry.
However, my dad does think he is a great country musician. And his neice is getting there. So it’s possible I might know someone who knows Dolly Parton. And I know someone who knows an NHL Referee… one of the blind stupid ones who screwed over the Red Wings a few weeks ago in Dallas… Wait, what? Hold on. Okay after thinking about it and talking about it here is what i’ve figured out. The play group that I’m with; the President of said play group had a bitpart in the movie ‘He Said, She Said’ (with Kevin Bacon) and W went to High School with Richard Marr who is one of the Other’s on LOST. Richard Marr is also on my facebook. So there….

5. Try the sexual version. Have you had sex with someone who might have . . . anyone famous? (e.g. I slept with a woman who had slept with a Hollywood stuntman, who might have….)
Again, I haven’t slept with anyone who is that popular with people. Though, my ex husband was (is) a crazy bastard and he’ll sleep with anything/anyone so it’s possible. I just have no desire whatsoever to contact him and ask

No bonus? Fail.

HNT…F…Friday?

Oops. Yeah, that’s right. There was something I was supposed to do yesterday…:/ So hi.

Some information.
I’ve not talked much to Connecticut lately. Not in a couple of weeks actually. Our nightly email tag sessions have practically disappeared. I’ve asked if things are okay and he gives me one word answers… but i’m guessing it’s girlfriend issues. Last substantial information I’ve gotten was that the Army isn’t going to make him leave Iraq early to go to class in Missouri. They are actually going to let him spend the rest of his deployment with his soldiers and then he’ll go home. After about a month there he’ll go to Missouri for 7 weeks from very late July to late September.

Meanwhile, my plans to go to Cali may have been foiled again. I’m going. I’m staying. I’m going. I’m staying. I have no idea what i’m doing. My BFF is out there and pregnant. Her Marine hubby is being deployed to Afghanistan and it keeps changing what she’ll do while he’s gone. She’ll stay. She’ll come home to have the baby. She’ll stay. She’ll come home after the baby is born. Good thing i’ve not bought a ticket yet. To Be Continued…

Um. Taxes back in a week… or Shopping spree in a week. Buying a new camera. Can’t wait. Among other things. Oooh. Can’t wait for those pictures, eh?

What’s that? Clicky!

 

TMI Tuesday – Masturbation

1. When you masturbate, how long, typically, is your session and what do you think about (other than having an orgasm)?
Okay, well… It depends on whether or not I’m using a prop – my bullet, another vibrator, a dildo… It depends on the state of arousal, whether its just a bored arousal or good dream arousal or talking to ’someone’ arousal or watching porn arousal… lots of different factors play into the length of time it takes to bring me to orgasm. With that said, it can take anywhere from 20-30 seconds when I’m watching porn or there are other stimuli involved to 15-20 minutes when I’m really selfish and continue on to mulitple orgasms. But it honestly depends on the outside stimulation.

2. Have you ever been “caught” masturbating?
Honestly, no. At least that I know of. I have plenty of times played the ‘can i do it before ______happens?’ or ‘can i finish before _______gets here?’ games but i’m always done before anyone comes along. I’ve barely gotten done and are still in that feel good glowy moment when someone has come along but not still touching…

3. Have you ever masturbated in front of your computer? If ‘yes’ was it for your own purposes or for someone’s viewing pleasure?
Both. Girls have needs too – watching porn and taking care of business myself. Or those times when talking to a certain someone gets me all warm and needing to take care of business whether it be for him or because of him.

4. Have you ever attended a group masturbation party? Same-sex or mixed?
Cannot say that I have… Sounds splendid actually.

5. When masturbating, as you reach orgasm, do you continue to stimulate yourself without interruption, or do you stop and apply pressure until your spasms subside? Or?
Well fuck. I try my hardest to continue uninterrupted, but it’s really hard. But mostly I just slow down a lot, continuing the pressure but a slow massage…

6. Have you ever video’ed yourself while masturbating (solo)? Where are they now?
Yes. They are lost somewhere in the abyss that is the multiple computers that have lived (and died) in my posession.

Bonus (as in optional): How often do you use the word “fuck” (or its derivatives) in casual conversation – frequently, occasionally, rarely, never.
Holy…very very frequently. It might be my favorite word. Ever.

Ten Things I Am In Love With

1. Bedtime/Sleeping: I’m going to bundle a bunch together since they are based on the same topic. A) Sliding into bed at night when it’s all made up and pretty. Not having to fight honey for a part of the blanket, pulling it from beneath him after he’s wrapped himself up in it and sweated. I’ve made my bed almost daily since the week between Christmas and New Years. You have to know… i do not make my bed. Seriously. In 32 years, this is the absolute longest I’ve gone with keeping my bed made. B) The cold pillow,  or the cold side of the pillow. No matter the time of the year, I love flipping the pillow over and feeling the coolness on my cheek. C) My bedroom being cold when I sleep. I hate waking up in a dry, warm room. I keep the vent in my bedroom closed almost always and my bedroom door closed. At our old house, the original heat was a wood stove and when they added a furnace, they didn’t put vents in the upstairs bedrooms. They did have the gravity heat vents in both rooms, however the one in my room was covered by carpet and downstairs there was a drop ceiling. For 10 years I slept in a perpetual 62 degree bedroom.

2. Sleep warm. On the days that I am freezing, I will wrap myself up in a blanket and will fall asleep on the couch. Even if it is for 15 minutes. In just that short amount of time, I warm up. I love it. You can call them what you want, Cat Naps, Power Naps…whatever. I don’t do it for the sleep, i do it for the warmth.








3. 8:15:30 AM. My son is dressed and watching the clock waiting for his time to leave and walk to the bus stop. The clock ticks to 8:15 and he jumps up and heads toward the back door. We yell our goodbye’s (“Have a good day! I Love You!”) the back door slams shut and…quiet. Peaceful silence. I love him to death, but he talks non-stop from the moment we’re both awake. Seriously…”How did you sleep? Did you sleep okay? Are you checking your email? Did you check your Facebook? I ate breakfast. Should I pour out my milk? I can’t find my boots. I can’t find my coat. I can’t find my backpack. I can’t find my snow pants. I left my sweatshirt at school yesterday. Can I have cold lunch? Are you leaving today? Will you buy me a lunchable? Can I have a sandwich when I get home? Can I play video games when I get home? Do you have coffee? Are you making coffee? Is that creamer? How much sugar do you like? I would have like 5 sugars because I don’t like the taste of coffee” Seriously. I love him so much, but he does this. So the moment that door closes, i lean my head back and close my eyes and just soak in the quiet. It’s hard to take all that in when my left eye is still blurry and i’m stubbing my toe on the chair on the way to the kitchen.

4. Buffalo Chicken Wings. It took me a long time to discover them and I’ll probably never let them go. But NEVER listen to the Schwan’s guy when he tries to tell you that Boneless is as good as the regular… Epic Fail. They are like Buffalo Wing flavored chicken sponges. *Shiver* I’m a bit upset that he only comes every other week.

5. Propel. I quit drinking soda back in September. Regular water eventually got boring. Black Cherry, Berry, Grape. I don’t hate any of the flavors – except Lemon. That is NOT lemonade flavor. It’s GROSS!

6. Sneezing/Stretching. Normal everyday bodily functions and they both please me more than they probably should. Sneezing is.. the best. As long as I don’t bite my tongue. (it happens) And stretching… when I fall off the couch (or bed…or chair) because i cannot control how intense they are…the stretching. I don’t think I’ve ever fallen out of a chair while sneezing.








7. Random text messages. I love when I’m bored and my phone goes off and I can have a conversation with someone. Or waking up to text messages or emails. It makes me feel like someone cares and was thinking of me.







8. When I wake up in the morning and look through my black curtains in my bedroom and see that the sky is blue. Even though the dark fabric is trying to hide the beginning day, I can see the vibrant color of the atmosphere and I’m immediately happy. Instantly smiling and almost nothing can put me in a bad mood. Even the 500 ridiculous questions that I know are waiting for me beyond the closed-door.


9. Food. Seriously… When you’ve been uber busy all day and don’t realize until you’re making dinner and it happens to be your favorite thing in the world to eat… oh yeah. Your favorite meal. Your favorite breakfast. Your favorite snack. Omg. Since quitting junk foods, soda, cookies and fast food Nothing makes me happier than chicken & pasta… Seriously. Oh. My. God. I could easily eat it daily.






10. Finally, we have Hockey. I couldn’t decide if I wanted this to be first or last because it is by far my greatest love. I don’t know why, exactly. Maybe it was because when growing up, I didn’t watch it. I wasn’t one of those people who sat through the 80’s when my favorite team was inaffectionally known as the “Dead Wings.” I watched Tigers Baseball and Detroit Lion football and…well, dad hated basketball so we didn’t watch that. But regardless. I’d never heard of Steve Yzerman or Gordie Howe or even Bobby Ore. Only vaguely do i remember hearing the name Wayne Gretzky. In the Spring of 1996 we finally got cable in our apartment and I watched anything regarding hockey. I remember once asking honey if 19 goals were a lot of goals only a couple of months into the season. I had no idea. It was just a year later that I got to watch the Wings win their first Stanley Cup in 42 years… The state of Michigan, the city of Detroit waited all that time but for me it was only a year. I have always felt that I was deprived of all that time. It makes me sad. I know it sounds retarded… But I don’t care. I love hockey. I love being a fan of one of the best teams in sports history. I love being a fan of the best sport there is. Not to mention, there are very few unattractive players… and regardless of how unattractive they might be, I’d still fuck every one of em. When you hear of a hockey player being 6′3 and 235 pounds and know it is pure muscle… legs like tree trunks… beautiful bodies working out 4 hours every day, skating hard and sweating and hitting each other and fights… god damn!! Momma loves some hockey!!

Sunday Stealing – Negativity

Foods which disgust the crap out of me:
Brussel Sprouts, Lima Beans, Tomatoes, Cooked Cauliflower, Pizza

TV show I loathe:
Hannah Montana, Zoey 101, Jersey Shore, American Idol, iCarly, Zach & Cody anything, Spongebob, Some of your extra-retarded episodes of Family guy, Most cartoons and Most tween shows on Nickelodeon or Disney. And most Network Reality.

Movie I loathe:
Time Traveler’s Wife, Something About Mary, Anything with Ben Stiller, Anything with gross-out (National Lampoon’s Van Wilder has a scene where they are drinking dog sperm… neccessary? I think not.)

Music genres I loathe:
Country, Anything Taylor Swift or Miley Cyrus, Scream-O, Most rap.

Magazine which annoys me:
Birds and Blooms.

Makes me cranky at restaurant:
Um. People who let their kids run all over. People who forcefeed their children gross foods that they are gagging on and still shovel it in.

Makes me cranky in public:
People who walk slow in front of me, drive slow in front me, Check out slow in front of me, Speak in another language about me,

Makes me cranky in general:
People who don’t email be back, txt me back, do what I ask, say “what”, Ask what’s for dinner, say ‘What” when i ask “what”, repeat what I say, Don’t answer the phone when I know it’s nearby, Talk to me when I don’t want them to. Think i’m going to hook up with them. Think that everyone has to think the same way they think or they’re wrong. There are LOTS more…

Pisses me off at home:
When I ask someone to do something and they wait until i finally get up to do it myself to get up to do it with the excuse “i was just about to do that”

Pisses me off at work:
Not having a job.

Pisses me off in general:
Redundant questions. Read above…duh!!

Makes me impatient at home:
Cranky, pissed off and impatient are all the same fucking thing.

Makes me impatient at work:

Makes me impatient in public:
Jesus christ.

Celebrity I hate:
Miley Cyrus & Taylor Swift.

Music artist I hate:
Miley Cyrus and Taylor Swift.

I could care less about:
What other people think about how i do things.

Annoys the crap out of me weekdays:
When I get up and every light in the house has been left on before anyone went to school/work.

Annoys the crap out of me weekends:
No one picking up after themselves.

Blogger’s habit that annoys you:
My own, honestly.

Feature on your blog you hate:
NOt being able to remove all of the widgets from the sidebar.

Movie star you despise:
Apparently Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus since dumb the cunts have moved over into movies now.

Politician that you hate:
Most of em, honestly.