Friday, December 2, 2011

All I want for Christmas is you... and presents

Every year I take advantage  of all the great deals around the holidays to pick up a few things I want or need.  Last year I got myself a jewelry armoire and some much needed winter clothes.  This I got myself a tablet.  To help with work.  My laptop is just too heavy and large to carry in my purse.  And I got a sweet deal, a Pandigital Multimedia Novel 2GB 7" Touchscreen Tablet Android w/Barnes & Noble, for only $82!!! Merry Christmas to me.    So if my income was greater and I could buy everything I wanted it would look like this.  I guess this is my christmas list.......
  • A new Matress
  • A real camera (not connected to a phone)
  • A trip - vegas, oregon, anywhere
  • Gift cards - I love  H & M, crate and barrel, etc
  • Chocolate diamonds - my new favorite jewelry trend
  • An add on closet from Ikea - I need more storage

Adam and I decorated my tree to get in the holiday spirit.  And I made a matching chandelier.  The tree looks so trendy and cool.  I think this will be a good christmas.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Selfish or smart?

I have learned about someone being pregnant every week for the last month. Seriously I can name 6 People expecting right now. It makes me wonder, why am I not wanting to settle down and start a family. I mean after all I am 27 years old and living in the top baby making state.

Is something wrong with me? I think I am just affraid, Honestly I dont trust anyone. Deep down I Dont believe love can last that long. And I would never want to be a single parent. Just because I love you now and melt when I see your smile and can shut my eyes and picture a life with you does not mean it will happen. Who knows where we will be in 1 year... 5 years... or 15 years. I am not even in a relationship where having children is a discusion. I guess I am just on the outside looking in and thinking "whats the whole fuss about?" I mean seriously are havinf kids so great. Parents... do you ever wish you could take a month off. Travel the world. Go shopping. Sleep through the night. Is being a parent really worth it? I know kids are a blessing, bla bla bla. I love all my friends kids. But I want to see the world. I want to go to museums, and art shows, I want to be able to buy a new pair of shoes when I want. I want to have alone time with my partner. I want to look sexy in a dress.
I guess if money was not a problem, and I had a loyal steady partner, and I could garentee my baby was a beautiful little genius with tan skin and light eyes... Then i would totally have a baby. I would even have two. lol.
According to a online quiz:
You are 67% ready for a baby!
You are in a situation where you could have a baby relatively comfortably in the relatively near future. Your situation in life is good and you are in a good position to welcome a new person into your life.
By the way... Dont freak out... I am just being funny, I am not actually thinking about having a baby :)

Monday, September 26, 2011

I am a Domestic Goddess!

Last night I made Spaghetti, asparagus, and garlic bread. After dinner I gave my man a back massage and we both went to bed very happy. This morning I baked banana bread from scratch and chopped vegetables in preparation for a hearty beef stew. Which will be warm and ready when Adam is done with school.
Wheres my gold star? I feel so empowered. I am cooking again. I like having someone to cook for. And I did it in heels.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Upgrades

After running into my snobby and bitchy ex-sister in-law this weekend It got me thinking. I have really upgraded my life in the last year. I went from being in an unhealthy marriage and at a job I hated. I thought I could make everything better and that it was temperary. Well it was. Choosing to leave the Hotel was the first step. On June 22nd 2010 I walked out on my stressful job and didnt look back. Well I do go back and visit every once in a while. Then my marriage went to shit and my awesome group of friends turned out to be just his friends, well except one. I didnt feel like I had any direction.
Its been over a year and I sorted out my friends that were taking advantage of my generosity. I I met a guy who was smart, funny, sexy, and so much fun. He really makes me feel good. And I dont feel held back. I can pursue my goals and not feel like I am being selfish. I found a better paying job that is a good fit for me. I am back around fashion and retail. I was promoted after only a few months and have even been featured on TV giving a fashion segment.
So basically:
work=good
love life=good
friends=good
and I get to see my parents in a few weeks. Yay! I have missed them so much.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

You must be a Masochist for falling for me

Take a chance:
I have been very pesamistic through out the last year. It is no lie that my marriage made me believe all men are liars and annd in-laws will be judmental brats. However somehow out of the blue in walks this great man. Now dont go telling him that I am saying this. But I really think he is sweet and I catch myself imagining my future with him in it. Dont worry I am not gonna run off and get engaded..... lol and if I do I would like a 5 year engagement... at least :)
Nah on a serious note.... I moved on a long time ago from my ex husband... but then was ppoled into a life of seriel dating and flings. I ran away the second a guy acted attached. I have thought about running this time. honestly it crosses my mind once a day. But some force keeps pulling me back. Maybe its those green eyes or his huge smile. I like this one. He is special. He treats me great and misses me and wants to be near me. And I hope he also imagines his future with me. I think we could have many adventures together.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

What a great Monday night... this song was playing in my head.

You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil?
Could you be an angel?

Your touch magnetizing
Feels like I am floating
Leaves my body glowing

They say, be afraid
You're not like the others
Futuristic lover
Different DNA
They don't understand you

[Pre-Chorus]
You're from a whole 'nother world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light

Kiss me, kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison

Take me, take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial

[Verse 2]
You're so supersonic
Wanna feel your powers
Stun me with your lasers
Your kiss is cosmic
Every move is magic

[Pre-Chorus]
You're from a whole 'nother world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light

[Chorus]
Kiss me, kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison

Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial

[Bridge]
This is transcendental
On another level
Boy, you're my lucky star

I wanna walk on your wave length
And be there when you vibrate
For you I'll risk it all
All

[Chorus]
Kiss me, kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison

Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction

Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial

Extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial

Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Dating myself

I am devoting the summer to being single, or as I am calling it "Dating Myself". Until a man can say this quote from Breakfast at tiffiny's and change my mind that is





"...You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."

Thursday, June 9, 2011

The laws of Attraction

http://www.livescience.com/7023-rules-attraction-game-love.html

I was reading an article about the laws of attraction, and it made me think about what attracts me.
Lets begin with scent.... Aqua Di Gio
Or as I like to call it "Oh God! Take me home now!"
Everytime a man walks by wearing Aqua Di Gio I instantly think of sex. He seems more attractive and sexy. He could be the biggest nerd and Aqua Di Gio will make him seem sensual.
Now when it comes to body shape I don't prefer the cover of mens health magazine. I want him to be fit of course with NO fake tan. The 2 sexiest parts of a males body are"



1 - his back. I love being able to see muscles defined in the back. Broud shoulders and a slim waist... mm mm mm
2 - the lines that dirrect from the pelvis to his penis. I dont think I need to say why, buy it is very inviting.
Now I have always been attracted to interesting faces. Crooked smiles, shaggy hair, slightly larger than average noses. There are so many people that look alike in this world that I want the one that looks different. Lets dive into my past and take a look at my celebrity crushes:











Wednesday, June 8, 2011

fallling

I guess I didn't notice i was lonley. I was surrounded by people most of the time. Dates, friends, coworkers I had plenty to do and lots of people to talk to. I had an average of 2 dates a week. Met cute new boys almost every weekend. The dates were fun. New restaurants are always exciting. However I got bored with the same conversations:"where are you from? Did you go to college? Bla bla bla". I was looking for something and was not finding it. Its sad when you are more excited to get a new message from a guy online who you have never met than a guy you are on a date with. I found myself in that situation. I wanted more. I wanted to be stimulated mentally and physically. I wanted to be blown away by someones intellect and have the type of attraction where I can't keep my hands off them. So I will try one more time. I agreed to a date with Mr. Online. First impression; skinny white guy nerd with tattoos. However, the more we talked and I starred into those amazing color changing eyes I was impressed. He is smart, cute, funny, sweet. Oh God listen to me. I sound like a sappy little school girl with a crush. This is not like me. Men have been talking penisis for the last 9 months. Things I can use and throw away. I had an instant respect for Mr. Online. And I wanted his respect in return. And now after 4 days of awesomeness, I can't wait to see him again. Could this be the one that breaks my bachlorette dating cycle? I mean after all.... It only took a short time with him to make me forget all the other guys in my life.

Friday, June 3, 2011

I invented the best drinking game ever!


Pants-Off-Dance-Off

Rules






Any time during a night of drinking and shenanigans a participant can challenge an opponent with the phrase

“pants off dance off”.



If the challenged person (I don’t mean retarded) refuses to drop their trousers they must take a shot.



If the challenged person excepts then the challenger must take a shot and both participants have to drop their pants and dance. It must be for a minimum of 2 minutes. If you feel like continuing past 2 minutes dancing with you pants down by all means go ahead, just be aware other people have the right to post pictures on facebook if you do.


Friday, May 27, 2011

Took a relationship quiz and it said....

Interdependence

Interdependence refers to how much you need dependency or a “couple identity” with your partner. Your answer pattens suggest that you tend not to become overly dependent on a romantic partner. People scoring like you are comfortable being singled out for praise and rewards, and their personal identity and independence from others is important to them. Therefore, it seems you need a reasonable level of independence in a relationship. This does not mean that you do not desire to be close with a partner. Indeed, when you feel close to someone, this person often becomes an important part of who you are on the inside and you probably like showing off your “couplehood” in public. However, you do not necessarily need to be constantly “joined at the hip” in order to feel connected and secure in a relationship. Bottom line: you need someone who reciprocates a strong feeling of attachment to a partner but who also respects and copes well with the fact that you benefit from a reasonable level of physical and psychological space at times.






Sounds pretty accurate to me. Now if I can just frind someone who wants this too.

Monday, May 16, 2011

How did I get here?

There grew a distance between us

I let the beast get the better of me

First I was your hammock

Swaying your troubled life to an ease

Taking your stress into my hands

Always there to pick you up

I was proud to be your rock

Honored to be the shoulder you cried on

But the gratitude didn’t come

Disrespect spewed from your mouth

Is this the thanks you are bestowing on me

Would my effort mean anything if I just sat by and watched you tear your life down again

I care too much for that

But yet the beast that has been inside me

And has used its strength to keep you safe

And it at last is tired

So this is where we part

You bit the hand that fed you

And this beast bites back

Did it teach you anything

I hope so

I hope you have learned to stand on your own feet

I hope all my help was not in vain

Go forth and be happy

Don’t put up with bull shit

Don’t let him hurt you

I am walking away

Allowing the distance to grow between us

I cannot watch

I cannot support

This beast has a heart

And its heart is broken

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

butterflies and sex toys

Being single this time around is harder. Maybe because I have never been a single adult for long, but for some reason... fear most likely.... I am taking my sweet time. Honestly I get freaked out when a guy wants to cuddle and hold my hand. Offer me sweet kisses and introduce me to his family. I am more comfortable when he just wants to buy me a drink, play pool, and make out. Lets not talk about a future together or become boyfriend and girlfriend. Lets just enjoy each others company. Lets just be adventure seekers together. But I must warn all you men... If you get too close I will most likely run away and leave you wondering what you did wrong.
Its been a long time since someone made me want to risk heartbreak of my own. I had a sorta steady man in my life previously blogged about. And we had a great non-committal relationship. The only real problem between us is that we are both busy. When we make time for each other it is great and so much fun.
I had a great date last night. Honestly I was intending on playing with and walking away from him just like all my other recent dates. But I found myself smiling like a goof all day at work. And couldn't wait to hang out with him again. Its not love at first sight... Its just hope. This is proof that I am heeled from the stupid walk-out husband. I have been over the marriage for a long long time now, but now I believe I deserve happiness and companionship. So my eyes are open. Although I still don't feel like holding hands.... is that weird. Hand holding is scarier than sex ha ha ha. Good thing I took a vow of celibacy til June 1st... so I can clear my head and stop treating men like toys.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Does good come from god?

It is my personal belief that actions become evil when they involve violating or taking away rights from another human being. I believe you can be as cruel to yourself as you want but when you are cruel to another person it becomes morally wrong. I did not learn this by reading any religious writing, but by my own human experience and interactions. Like all animals we strive to survive and succeed in our society. There will always be animals that step on each other to reach the top, and animals that are satisfied in the middle, and animals that push others to the top expecting nothing in return. We are but a complicated species with billions of personality trait combinations that effect the way we treat ourselves and the people around us. Religion is a good guide for most, but not needed for all humankind to live a compassionate life. Some already have it in them, and some will never have it.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Lets have a toast for the douchebags

Life is overwhelming.
i dont feel like I am supposed to be here.
Here in this boring town, this red state.
Going through the motions.
Day after day.
I wanted to get away this weekend. Escape from everything that is making me crazy. i have been keeping this anguish inside for far too long. usually I just run away. Oregon, California, Utah, North Carolina, etc. They are all the same. i get bored of the news on TV. Bored with the suburbs around me. I need life. A colorful life. Filled with good food, music, dance, passion, and tradition. I want to be surrounded by people who believe life is more than graduating high school to go to college to meet a spouse to go into debt buying a picture perfect house to wear a suit to work long hours to buy that new car and bla bla bla.
I dont want any of that. I dont care. Never have.
For the past three days I took off work. Hoping, planning to do something fun. I have told all my friends almost a month in advance. I really needed this. I needed to laugh. To find a bit of joy to keep me holding on to this stupid city. I love my friends. I knew they could make feel better.
But where are they. night one: I am alone, night two: I am alone, and now I sit on night three. i have called, texts, and reached out all weekend. I just need someone to talk to.
The last time i posted feelings like this I was soon approached by many guilty conscious people. I am still waiting on that lunch by the way. Whatever. I know you life doesn't revolve around me. But all I was asking for was one afternoon or one evening. 4 hours of your precious life.
I am happy to know I am worth it.
_______________________________________________________
One day I will disappear
you will wake up and I will be gone
I will be having an adventure
and my life will be full of color

Monday, March 21, 2011

sick ramblings

I am going to attempt to write a blog while enjoying my cold medicine.

I have no food that falls into the breakfast catagory. I am hungry. I dont even have soy milk for cereal or malt o meal. But I do have a nutrageous. yum. When I am sick I tend to make poor decicions. I went to the store and bought a red velvet cake in the shape of a boob. I ate it all. yum. I dont want to eat soup, cause thats what I will have that for lunch.
Theres nothing good on TV.
I wish I had Ice Cream. My favorive ice cream flavor was Dreyers Dremery Carmal Toffee Bar Heaven. But a few years ago it disapereared. I miss it. Actually my favorite ice cream is really a gelato. mm mm mm Pistatio. I need to go find some food. And get healthier.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

I didn't know I would want you back


After a big change of direction in a persons life it is easy to stray until you find a new path. When Spencer and I separated the last thing I wanted was another relationship. Sure I wanted companionship and sexual satisfaction. And I have found those are the easy things to find. I began a casual relationship with someone I used to work with. We enjoyed each others company. There was no pressure to plan a future. But that can only last so long. And after a couple of months we became exclusive. It was still fun and satisfying... if you know what I mean :) But I got scared. Was he just a rebound? Am I really ready for a new relationship? Should I be dating around? After all I am rarely single and have a habit of jumping from one long relationship to another. So we broke up. And two months went by filled with first dates and new men. He found a girlfriend which meant the casual enjoyment of his company was not an option. I will leave a few details out of my story to spare the feelings of a 20 year old virgin girl. But we hung out and the spark was back. He was never a rebound.... I am ready to only be with one man.... and I only have the interest of dating him. What the fuck happened. The girl so happy to live the single life is willing to give up the flirting for free drinks and expensive first dates for one guy. He must be pretty special. Ok we are taking things slow. The smart thing to do. The best thing... is there is no outside influence on us telling us how to live. No in-laws secretly judging you and talking trash behind your back. Its only us. But don't expect to see me change my facebook status anytime soon. I like having a little privacy. He knows... and I know. And I AM REALLY HAPPY!

Monday, February 21, 2011

Make sure you frisk me good


this pic has nothign to do with this blog, but I like it
Six inch walker

Big sh** talker

I never play the victim

Id rather be a stalker

So baby take me in

Ill disobey the law

Make sure you frisk me good

Check my panties and my bra



"What do you want?"


What a question.

How come it is so much easier to make a list of what I dont want? Rant about annoying things and needy people. Complain about money and health care. Neglect cleaning my room. Really I need to figure this out. cause I am not good bouncing through life with no end goal in mind. I just make decisions based on instant gratification. Which dont get me wrong... is very enjoyable, but no way to live. Or is it? Cause I am sure having fun. This new way of thinking.... see-want-take is very pleasurable but has no substance.


OK here is a break down.... this week I want...


Well I want Sparks. I want Pie. I want Sushi. I want Freedom. I want Shoes. I want Fringe. I want Bones. I want Dark Chocolate. I want my Best Friend to be Happy. I want a fun confident man who hates labels and is in no hurry to start a family.



Everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is

LOVE I dont get enough of it

All I get is these vampires and blood suckers

All I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionaires

Milling about, spilling there feelings in the air

All I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs

Tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins




Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Common mistakes WOMEN make during sex

Girls, be honest here...Unfortunately, men are not the only ones who make mistakes during sex. When our sex lives become a yawn and the latest issue of Cosmopolitan is more appealing than your man's concerted efforts to try and make your world move for you, then it's very easy to point a finger, play the Blame Game and put the blame completely on the man. You haul out your little sex crimes manual you keep under your mattress and triumphantly point to one and say, "See! I told you it's all your fault. You just ain't up to the mark and capable of making my world rock anymore." The bad news is, it takes two to tango, and your man friend is probably not the only one making mistakes. You're probably making your fair share of bedroom errors yourself. So girl, let's be honest here, which sex crime are you guilty of?

Sex Crime number one: Passive resistance

Why is it that women always believe that the man is the hunter and they are the prey and the man has to always make the first move? Like, sex is some kind of a caveman ritual, where when the man wants some, he enters your cave, and drags you to his cave by your hair and then procedes to use your body like a trampoline. Seriously, ladies, men will probably be delighted if you initiate sex and make the first move. Most of them dream about a woman coming onto them, but for many women, the chains of sexual traditions past are holding them back. It's expected that the man will make the first move. You might wait weeks with your hormones pumping, keeping your knees tightly shut as you fight for control of your body, waiting patiently for the man whose bones you want to jump plucks up the courage to make the move. My advice, don't wait. If you want it, ask for it. Show your interest by taking the first step on some occasions. It might spice up a dull sex life.

Sex Crime number two: Worrying about whether your false eyelashes will fall off So many women are concerned about what they look like during sex, that they forget they are supposed to be enjoying it. Focusing on trying to get your face to look like Debbie's in Debbie does Dallas, or like Angelina Jolie's in one of her orgasmic movie moments, will make you lose your focus on what you're actually supposed to be doing. Men don't care if your bum wobbles during sex, or about those cute little cellulite dimples on your thighs, or even if gravity has won and your boobs have dropped down to your belly button. Men just want to know that you are enjoying yourself, having fun and are enthusiastic. Enthusiasm is contagious and might even excite your reluctant lover.

Sex Crime number 3: Laughing at his dried floral arrangement Men have this thing about their little thing. They get self-conscious if someone makes fun of it. Even if his one-eyed trouser snake is the most peculiar one you've ever laid eyes on, don't giggle, laugh or give a sly smile. He will take it personally which could cause acute hydraulic failure of his dried floral arrangement, causing it to dry up permanently. And, don't ask, "Is it in yet?" That is tantamount to saying that he has such a small one you can't feel it inside you.

Sex Crime number 4: Assuming men are not romantic Many women are under the misguided impression that men are incapable of being romantic. The best love poetry penned by romantic poets have come from men. They do have a soft and sensitive side, and do keep little momentoes to remember romantic moments. If your man shows his romantic side, do not mock him or mention the romantic moment in front of his football friends. Keep it as your special saucy sexy secret.

Sex Crime number 5: Assuming that a man always wants sex Okay, this is what women believe because this is how men have painted themselves. Ever Ready Freddy. Well you know, this is a fallacy, because men do suffer from falling libido when they are under stress or tired. Sometimes, they are just not in the mood, especially when they are engrossed in a great football game on the telly. The mistake women make, is by taking a man's failure to rise to the occasion personally. Like, they can't get it up because they no longer love you. Love has nothing to do with it. Sex and love is not the same thing. Sometimes, men just don't feel like performing, they'd rather go and sleep, and it's nothing to do with the extra roll that suddenly appeared from nowhere on your belly.

Sex Crime number 6: Assuming men are knowledgeable about sex Just because a man is a man doesn't make him a sexpert. If you never tell him you hate it when he picks his nose during sex, then he'll never know to stop it. Communication is the key behind every successful sexual encounter. Talk to him about sex, what you like and don't like. Guide him, direct him, it won't just come to him through osmosis or he won't instinctively just know. Everybody is different. What his other girlfriend likes you might hate, and if you don't explicitly remind him, he might forget what it was that you liked when he gets you confused with one of his other girlfriends.

Sex Crime number 7: Being scared to explore new territory Variety is the spice of life and when you've been together with your sexual partner for a while, there are times when your man wants you to try out something new he heard about in the locker room shows, the bathroom in KFC or saw on the telly. Many women make the mistake of taking this personally, thinking that your man is only suggesting a new innovative approach to sex because you no longer satisfy him. This is not true. Of course, if what he suggests is detrimental to your health like covering you in cream when you are lactose intolerant, or is against your morals, then communicate. Tell him what you feel and why.

Sex Crime number 8: Letting Mommy into your bed So you've spent all day cleaning up food thrown against the walls by your toddler. Don't take the memories of a typical Mommy Day to bed with you, otherwise you'll not be feeling in the mood for sex. Have a hot shower, change out of your Mommy trackpants and slip into sexy lingerie. A big mistake many mommies make, is going to bed in their comfortable mommy clothes, old stretched trackpants and old faded sweatshirts and old hockey socks with a hole in the toe. That get-up is a sure passion-killer.

Sex Crime number 9: Lying still and thinking of England Some women seem to think that sex is only enjoyable for a man, and they just have to lie there, stare unresponsively at the ceiling, while their poor man pounds away trying desperately to get some reaction. Necrophilia is not to be encouraged, and lying there like a dead body is a big turn-off for a man. Don't look on sex as a duty you have to bravely endure. Rather, view sex with enthusiasm, gyrate those hips, wiggle that ass and make some noise!

Sex Crime number 10: Fear of Fellatio Fellatio is not something that only happens in porno movies, or something that hookers do in the back seats of cars down dark alleys. Oral sex is an important part of the whole sexual experience and can be extremely enjoyable and pleasurable for all concerned. If the thought of going down to the nether regions nauseates you, close your eyes, imagine you are on a beautiful beach in Venezuela eating an ice-cream. Do not make the mistake of getting too excited and gagging as no man enjoys having his best friend puked upon, or using excessive use of the teeth. This particular part of a man's anatomy is quite sensitive so taking a bite might cause bleeding and instant hydraulic failure.

Sex Crime number 11: Making him responsible for your orgasm Get over it. His job isn't just to make you reach climax, don't be so selfish. If you know what you like and need to achieve orgasm and tell him. He's probably not a mind-reader.

Sex Crime number 12: Unshaved legs Don't expect him to always be clean-shaved when hopping into bed so that you avoid stubble-burn, when your legs have sharp prickly dreadlocks that graze the skin off his shins. Shave, and trim that powder puff so that when he goes down there he doesn't think he's trying to hack his way through the Amazon Jungle!

Sex Crime number 13: Falling asleep in his arms is a sign he loves you After sex, women like to chat and snuggle and huggle and cuddle. After sex men like to roll over and sleep. I think it's a biological thing so stop trying to fight it, just go with the flow. And what's this about falling asleep in his arms. You lay your head on your arm for a while and see what it feels like. You get pins and needles, right? Your arm goes to sleep and it's pretty uncomfortable. So, don't think he doesn't love you because he doesn't want to fall asleep with you in his arms. Don't take it personally. He doesn't want you on his chest because he can't breathe.

Sex Crime number 14: Scared of getting undressed in front of him Unless you are wearing your granny panties or have unsightly stains or holes in them, then don't even consider getting undressed in the dark and diving into bed and hiding under the covers. A man wants to check out your pound of flesh, feast his eyes on your beauty, so don't kill that simple pleasure for him. Don't expect him to undress you either, while it can be romantic, men aren't as adept with bras as we are.

Sex Crime number 15: Forgetting he is more than just a penis Often we are so concerned with foreplay and how men touch us, that we forget they might also like to be touched, in places other than that little sticky out thing of theirs. Stroke his back, tickle his bum, draw on his legs, and of course, do not forget or neglect his balls. Play with them, stroke them, lick them, suck on them and bounce them together. Get to know them like you know your friends.

Sex Crime number 16: Referring to sex as making love Making love is cooking bacon and eggs for breakfast and serving it to you on a tray in bed. Don't try and romanticize sex by calling it 'making love.' The only thing you are making is funny faces and strange noises, and if you forget to use a condom - a baby. You are naked in a bed or wherever with another person. It's sex for goodness sake. Geez, get over it!

Sex Crime number 17: Faking an orgasm Forget about Meg Ryan in her most famous acting moment in When Harry met Sally. If you're not having an orgasm, don't fake it. Who are you trying to kid, seriously? And who benefits from a faked orgasm? Not you surely, because that poor bastard will be taken in and think that what ever he was doing was wonderful when it wasn't. So, faking an orgasm is cutting off your nose to spite your face.

Sex Crime number 18: Forgetting to wash Unless it was a spontaneous moment on a hood of the car parked at the picnic spot on the side of the highway, don't forget to wash down there before sex, especially if you enjoy a bit of the old cunning linguistics. During the day, women do sweat down there and by night time it can start smelling like the fish market in Busan in south Korea, which happens to be the largest fish market in the world.

Sex Crime number 19: Being overly-hygenic For a guy there must be nothing that kills a great sexual encounter more, than when a women leaves him alone basking in his afterglow, while she rushes off to the bathroom to scrub her puff and then nips to the linen cupboard to change the sheets, throwing Romeo who is trying desperately to snooze, out of the bed. Leave all that cleaning up to after he's gone, or shower together.

Sex Crime number 20: Letting happy noises inhibit you Sex is a noisy affair and there are certain times when if someone presses against your bowel, you might accidentally let a little gust of wind escape. On other occasions, you might suck in some wind making strange squelchy noises during the middle of coitus. Laugh together or just ignore your happy noises. Do not start crying, apologizing, or run from the room screaming and lock yourself in the bathroom.



As you can see, women are capable of making more mistakes during sex than men, so for those men who felt offended that I was only knocking men and making fun of them in my hub Common mistakes men make during sex - this hub is dedicated to you!

My hub Common mistakes men make during sex is no longer visible on here as men found it too hard to handle, so if you go to my relationship blog, you'll be able to read up about men's sex mistakes there!
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Monday, January 31, 2011

Why are bad boys so good?

IAN SOMERHALDER - my favorite TV bad boy






The truth is, typically the good girl picks the bad boy because of how he makes her feel; fascinating, needed, pursued, and good. Of course it's not that simple. There are many other reasons a good girl is drawn to an irresistible bad boy.











Charming womanizer



#1 Give and Take Needs - Good girls are pleasurs and bad boys are takers- perfect example of opposites attract or yin and yang. In love, there is always the dealer and the addict- they need each other. Good girls have a natural instinct to give and nurture and not think twice about expecting anything back. In fact, it makes them happy to give to a guy who is good at taking- they feel needed. The bad boy may also require a little extra nurturing due to a rough past and inability to love deeply or unselfishly. He is used to using what he can to take what he can- a survival mechanism or maybe a game. Either way a good girl is a prime target; being innocent, she never knows exactly what she is getting herself into.



Good girls find the good in everyone and even she sees the hurt little boy behind his bad boy facade. When she is with this guy, she is always thinking she will be the one to help him. She won't give up on him as quickly as most people will. She gives him endless encouragement, feeding his needs and hers simultaneously.







The Serial dater



#2. Bad Boys are Good...Looking, that is. Bad boys tend to be better looking- they put more effort into their appearance because they need to compensate for the lack of inner beauty and they need to attract (bait) women. Even if a bad boy isn't totally gorgeous, his status "Bad Boy" alone will captivate any woman. A bad boy image has been glamorized for ages possibly before the Marlboro Man smoked his first cigarette.



Bad boys are good at attracting an audience- they have all the right superficial characteristics (boyish, assertive, mysterious) that seem exciting and alluring for a quick pick-me-up, and you will never get to know this guy beyond his pick-up line. He's a silent tortured soul and his looks state everything you need to know about him. All these traits can be intriguing to a good girl who hasn't been around too many people like him.







#3 Bad Boys Make Women Feel....



Bad boys make women feel sexy, exciting, and free. How enjoyable a woman's sex life is very dependent on how she feels about herself when she is around someone. Bad boys will make her feel different than anyone else. Ironically, it's for all the wrong reasons.



Women's fantasies, movies, and romance novels are usually based on a rebel or bad boy- a smooth talking, confident, against all odds, and a survivor/fighter. All this makes women explore a different side to themselves as well as a secure feeling. They can relinquish and be a damsel in distress or they can be extra strong and take on this challenging man- either option is sexy. For a minute, it's like living in a romance novel; part hot sex and part drama.







#4 I just want to crack this nut



Bad boys are mysterious. Think of Johnny Depp, not necessarily classified as a bad boy- not with a wife and kids, but he has a quiet, artistic, somewhat tortured soul vibe to him. He is a mystery. Women love a good mystery.



If you want to know what a woman is thinking as she instinctively spots the bad boy in the room; "I wonder what his story is? Why is he that way? It's a mystery so I must find out". A bad boy may give her an awkward compliment or even say something slightly demeaning toward her, or not answer her questions directly, and this instantly draws her in. And the mystery ensues.



Men love a good chase and hunt, but women love a good nut to crack, get someone to spill the beans, and make a mystery out of nothing sometimes. Women love to make things difficult- it's the truth. We make mountains out of mole holes and mysteries out of thin air.







Dont forget about the Reformed Bad Boy;



Reformed or prior bad boys - There are a group of guys that fall into this category. Many good girls desiring to settle down, find themselves falling for a reformed bad boy, and getting married/starting a family with one. Some bad boys never become reformed and choose indefinite bachelorhood or trouble ultimately lands them in prison or dead. These are harsh facts, but I can give some credit to the bad boys that find their way out and become a better man for it.







However, one must be equally cautious in relationships with them as well. They can revert back to their old ways easily, they have a hefty amount of baggage; many ex girlfriends, trouble with the law, kids from other women, make their own rules, chip on their shoulder, and quick to anger. Bad habits die hard.



Signs of a Bad Boy



1. Appearance, appearance, appearance! Tattoos, piercings, smirk, extra sharp well-dressed OR extra tattered rough clothing.



2. Attitude- vague answers, aloof demeanor, and confident/cocky.



3. Addictions- alcohol, drugs, smoking, women, violence/fighting, dares, speed/fast cars, etc



4. Stands out in a crowd- attracts a crowd or remains by himself, either way is intriguing.



5. Make their own rule




Sunday, January 30, 2011

Reach

(This Poem was written when I was 18)
I would like to believe there is someone watching out for me
Always smiling and holding out a hand,
Arms stretched out ready to catch me when I fall,
But when I trip and I'm lying on the ground there's no one to pick me up

Sometimes independence is just like being alone,
And times I want to be the one who is naive,
The innocent one that's always being looked out for,
But when I trip and fall and am lying on the ground
there's no one to pick me up

This time I need more than some space,
This time I need more than sympathy,
This time I don't need me on my knees,
Right now I need you to reach for me

I guess I', asking to feel special
And be a one-of-a-kind in your eye,
No manipulation,
Truth be told that you are there for me,
And when I trip and I'm crying on the ground
You will be there to pick me up

No solitaire, no feeling bare,
No being left in the chilling air,
Right now I need you to reach,
Reach,
Please reach for me

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Sophia wants to come out and play

Love is like a magic penny, hold it tight and you wont have any, lend it, spend it, you'll have so many, they'll roll all over the floor.



That kids song that I used to sing with my friend Katie is so apparent to my life right now. Because if you hold me too tight I will disappear, but if you let this caged bird spread it's wings, the love will flow.



I want to believe you will be good to me. Treat me with respect. Tell me I am beautiful. Laugh at my jokes. Love me. But I am afraid there is a darkness inside you trying to burst out and if I don't run... it will run over me.



Sophia Rose Conti is a bad girl, who doesn't give a fuck about your feelings. She wants instant gratification and the spotlight... she does not want dumb hicks in plaid shirts humping her on the dance floor. Tonight Sophia came out. And don't you worry she will come out again. Red leather jacket? Check. Heels? Check. Tight black pants? Check. Now lets get Crunk!!

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Good Advice




(spoken)
When I became of age
my mother called me to her side
She said "Son, you're growing up now
pretty soon you'll take a bride."

(sung)
And then she said
Just because you've
become a young man now
(Man now)
There's still some things
that you don`t understand now
(Son now)
Before you ask some girl
for her hand now (My son)
Keep your freedom for as
long as you can now

My mama told me
You better shop around
(Shop, shop around) a woh-yeah
You better (uh-huh) shop around
(Shop-shop around)

Uh-uh-uh

There's some things that
I want you to know now
(Uh-huh-ooo)
A-just as sure as the
wind's gonna blow now
(Uh-huh-ooo)
The women come and the
women gonna go now
(Uh-huh-ooo)
Before you tell 'em that
you love 'em so now

My mama told me
You better shop around`
(Shop, shop around) woh-yeah
You better (uh-huh) shop around
(Shop, shop around)

A-gotta get yourself a bargain son
Don't be sold on the very first one
Pretty girls come a dime a dozen
A-try to find one who's gonna
give ya true lovin
(Uh-huh-ooo)

Before you take a girl
and say "I do" now`
(Uh-huh)
A-make sure shes in love
a with you now
My mama told me
(you better shop around)

(instrumental)

Oh-hey-hey-hey

(ooooh)
Try to get yourself a bargain son
Don't be sold on the very first one
(First one, first one)
A-pretty girls come a dime a dozen
A-try to find one who's gonna
give ya true lovin'
(Uh-huh-ooo)

Before you take a girl
and say "I do" now (uh-huh)
Make sure she's in
love with-a you now (uh-huh)
Make sure that her
love is true now (uh-huh)
I'd hate to see you feelin'
sad and blue now

My mama told me
You better shop around
(Shop, shop around)

Uh-huh don`t let the
first one get you
(Shop, shop around)
Oh no, cause I don't
wanna see her with you
(Uh-huh) before you let
'em hold you tight
A yeah-yeah make
sure she's alright

Uh-huh
Before you let 'em take
your hand my son
Understand my son
Be a man my son
I know you can my son
I love it...a shop around

Friday, January 21, 2011

A long blog for a long night

When he spoke of his mother country there was pain in his voice. All the peoples suffering and lost hopes were lingering in his heart. He starred straight ahead as he spoke, as if reciting a poem to an audience. I watched his lips from the side, sitting on every word. He turned, put his hand on my cheek, and pressed his soft lips against mine. In that sweet romantic moment with a foreigner on my couch at 2:15 am I could only think one thing, "how did I get here?".

Jump back

Its Thursday. I just got home from work and was tired and hungry. 6:30pm Darci comes over. I decide I don't want to dress up tonight. I put on a long tan sweater and brown boots. 7:00pm We finish the wine from my night before. Totaling 1 glass each. I proceed to invent a new drink. 2 shots rum, 1 1/2 shots Amaretto, tom collins mix, and a splash of grenadine. Turns out to be a delicious martini that Darci named "the drunken bachlorette". After 2 of those we head to Keys on Main about 9:00pm. Upon arriving I am already feeling my drinks. I should have had dinner. Derrick met us at Keys. Derrick is a black man booty call of Darcis. He is miserable, whining like a little puss. "I don't want to hear piano players and old songs, I need music with a bass." Darci is latched on his arm like a bad habit. Being the third wheel I flag down a drunk chick that was alone at the bar. "Hey you, come sit here." Her name was Calloway Mckay, and due to her low cut shirt and rather large breasts I started calling her Boobs Mckay. Boobs and I went outside to have a smoke. There was a group of 5 cute guys. The only name I remember was Joe. Joe was wearing a plaid flannel shirt and a red beanie. He had a huge smile. The kind that make you have to smile back. We decided Keys was lame and we needed to dance. So the guys, Darci, Derrick, Boobs, and I all went to SandBar. There Joe got me a drink and we went to the dance floor. Joe, Boobs, and I danced like crazy and the empty dance floor started filling up. Darci came over. Arms crossed and pissed. She points into the crowd by the bar. Derrick was hitting on another girl. "Who cares" I said "your not dating. Have fun without him, there are a million guys here that would love to make out with a random cute girl tonight." She walked off, Joe went to the bathroom, and I lost Boobs. So I started walking to find Darci. I found Derrick instead. He pulled me aside to a quiet corner and we talked. I knew he was a player and got freaked out by her public displays of affection. Well fuck him. He doesn't deserve Darci. I went outside and found Boobs, she wanted to go to Gracies, another bar that does not have a DJ and is easier to talk to people in. I was walking to get my coat when a man grabbed my arm. He was beautiful. Dark hair that fell into his dark eyes, a gorgeous smile. "Miss, I love your boots." He shouted into my ear. "My boots? Why I am the most boringly dressed girl in here." I moved out of the isle, we were now pressed against a pillar trying to have a conversation. His name was Roberto and he was from El Salvador, only here for the Outdoor Retailer convention. My mind got back on track. I told him I was leaving and going to a better bar. A quieter one. He wanted to come along. I cant say no to that face with freckles on the nose. Darci, Boobs, Roberto, and I make it 1/2 a block to Gracies. I find Joe and the Guys sitting at a table. I leave boobs with them, and go upstairs. We find Derrick sitting alone at the bar. Darci goes to him. Roberto and I sit in a booth to talk. Darci comes over and says Derrick is taking her home. That's it, no hooking up, just an escort home safe. She will have to tell you how the night ended. It involves being stranded at a Betos while Derrick ate and babysat Boobs McKay. We sat and talked until the lights came on. " I have to get home." I said. Roberto said he would walk me home. I told him he could, but that was it, just walking. We got to my building and I was on the phone with Darci, he stood at my door not moving until I motioned for him to follow. I wanted to say goodbye, but couldn't on the phone. So I logically invited him in. I gave him a tour and we sat and talked on my couch. I asked him about El Salvador and now we are back where we started. He had to leave. I told him I didn't want to be a convention hook up and he said I was better than that. At the door he kissed me again. This time swaying his hips like he was doing a Latin dance. "I know we would have fun, but I have to go. You are not just a convention girl." He left.
Conclusion: Its good to go with the flow. What a good feeling he left me with. Boobs is crazy. Derrick is a jerkoff. Latin men are sexy. I love vodka collins.

Monday, January 17, 2011

A Night in Pictures













The prince and the pauper

Hypothetically speaking:
There comes a time in every single girls life when she has to choose between two men. By comparison they are both amazing people. And it feels wrong to deny either of them. But have fun and a casual relationship with one guy is easy, but if you become interested in someone else at the same time you have to choose. Cause even though you are not committed to either one it feels like cheating. So you make a pros & cons list in your head. But no one end up on top. In fact you just like them both more.
Ok so deep down you know who you want. And you dont need to make lists, but you are afraid to choose. Because by choosing it means you are breaking down your wall, letting someone in, becoming weak. The last thing I need right now is to open up my heart and get crushed. Hypothetically of course. Although when I think about it.... I dont get crushed. I deal and move on. So I guess the real question is... Who would I rather risk it with? The prince or the pauper?

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Give me something

Open the skies
Part the clouds
Give me a sign
Do something
Let down the white dove that brings peace and comfort
Gather my thoughts
Smack me in the face
Just tell me what to do
Tell me what to be
And more important
Tell me who to be with
Cause I am tired of making the wrong decisions
Sure I can pick out a pair of shoes that will blow your mind
And find that album that is so good it slows time
But I get so lost in his eyes I forget where I am going
And brick by brink he is breaking down my wall
Open the heavens and tell me my path
Tattoo it on my skin so I cant forget
And every time his hands move over them
It’s a reminder
That he is temporary
I do have a destiny
And I need to start it alone
Hopefully at the finish line I will have some one to hold me
Someone who loves me
Despite of my constant confusion and dangerous curiosity
Universe I ask you now
I am running in circles
Light that fire
Give me a push
My mind is open and my heart is full
There is no time like the present
Let my adventure begin now

My mother told me, "you better shop around"

First I want to share the weirdest horoscope ever..... balls? looks like I must find some quality balls.
CANCER (June 21-July 22) There were problems with the soccer balls used in the World Cup last year. Many players felt they were difficult to control. Their trajectory was unpredictable. Brazilian forward Luis Fabiano went so far as to say that the ball “doesn’t want to be kicked.” Other players said the balls were poorly made, like those “you buy in a supermarket.” I bring this to your attention as a cautionary metaphor, Cancerian. In 2011 you will be taking part in your equivalent of the World Cup. It will be crucial to have the very best tools and accessories. You can’t afford to play with balls that don’t respond accurately to your skillful means.

I have been living like a bachlorette for months now. And I must say this relationship-girl is really enjoying it. True I love having a companion, someone to cook for. Going to bed alone is getting a little old. However on the bright side no one can break your heart if you don't give it away. Right? And although I do allow myself to get swept up in his arms and lost in his kiss just for one night... I can t get hurt. Right? No strings attached. Does that really work? All no strings attached relationships have turned into a "real" relationship after a month or so in the past. So the answer is to have a 3-4 week no strings attached relationship and move on. Right? Who knows? I am horrible at being single. Salt lake city is like a Vegas buffet of single attractive men, all waiting for me to use them for 3-4 weeks and move on. Wow I sound cold. And kind of promiscuous. But you would expect his behavior from a man, a bachelor. With a messy house, xbox live, and a beer can tower. I like to think I am more classy than that. Well who cares.


Cheers to being classy.... kind of.