Sunday, June 5, 2011

Tumblr

Hello, hello! Okay, so not that you care, but in the event that you do I thought I should tell you that I am now on Tumblr. Honestly, I don’t know why. I’m spread so thin now that I can’t keep up with most things, so I figure, why not add ONE more thing! You are probably tired of having to join all of these social groups too, but if you have a Tumblr account, add me. Let’s be friends on there, too! lol. Before you do though, I should tell you now that I’m not sure how often I’ll remember to update that place. Also, I don’t even know what it is. It looks like another blog or facebook-esque place because there’s a “wall” of sorts. Just add me. We’ll figure it out. lol.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Ghosts of San Antonio

Sunday night I woke up around 2:30, wide awake. I refused to open my eyes for about 20 minutes; obviously I was in denial that I was awake and sleep was eluding me. When I gave in I surfed the channels to find that nothing was on. Well, nothing except the "Ghosts of San Antonio". Usually I would have opted for pulling out my toe nails instead of scaring myself senseless, but I wondered how haunted could San Antone really be. It's pretty fucking haunted, apparently. I can say with certainty that I will not be staying overnight in any hotel, no matter when it was built. First of all, ghosts travel and find new homes, when the mood strikes, it would seem, and I'm just not up for surprises like that! Second, Captain King (of the King Ranch) haunts a bed at a hotel that he used to frequent. Not his room, his bed. In other words, it doesn't matter that they've moved his bed over the years, he watches over those who sleep in THAT bed now. Um, CREEPY. Needless to say, I was still awake at 5:45 wondering if our ghost, that Devil is trying to convince me that we have, was the cause of all that noise I kept hearing in our kitchen. Our kitchen being the only room that our said ghost frequents. He/she must have had a terrible accident underneath, centuries ago and is angry, only in that one spot! 

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Hugh & Buffett

I was looking for a picture when I ran across a video that I meant to post months ago. I figure it's just as funny now as it was then and there's no reason not to share it with you, it's THAT funny. When I was in Florida last year Kristine was so sweet to take me to the Mote Marine so that I could gawk over the Manatee's. They have two, Hugh and Buffett (like the singer, not the food line). They're cute as a button and full of spunk. I mean, they both swam right up to the window and one, we'll call Buffett, smashed his nose up against the glass and made noises. You can hear me laughing and Kristine saying "That's awesome!". 



Wednesday, June 1, 2011

A New Fridge. WOOT!

Since most of you know that we've been having major issues with our refrigerator I thought I should tell you the good news. Just to give you an update- we've had a service call twice a week for the last month. First it wasn't cooling, then it was freezing and then it was mediocre and all of our food spoiled. Devil called them again today and they've decided that after two months of service calls and over $600 in repairs that it's time they just replace the damn thing. What's even better than that is the fact that we've had the fridge for over eight years and just bought the warranty 4 months ago. That's good karma, good luck or both. I'm not sure which but I'll take it!

Shoes!

I have developed a fetish for shoes. It's true. I don't really know how or even when it happened, but I think I might have been sleeping when it struck. lol. The problem is, I hate shopping and more than that, I hate spending money, unless it's on plants. I know, there's no sense in that seeing as though my plants die. Anyway, back to shoes. So, as I was saying, I hate shopping. I'm lucky because Devil will sometimes find a site with a huge sale on shoes and he'll surprise me with several pairs. I'm lucky, I know! Anyway, I have three favorite pairs that I wear out all the time. I favor them all, equally. I do not discriminate. All other pairs I keep for photo shoots and whatnot. While we were in Tampa, in November, two pairs broke while out. Strange because I've never broken a pair of shoes but all of a sudden two different pairs broke. I was distraught, to say the least. Those were 2, out of 3 pairs that are my favorite. I'm down to 1 pair now...that broke Friday night. Un-fucking-believable! Can someone please tell me why my mother fucking shoes are breaking all of a sudden? I am not hard on my shoes. I take care of them and always put them up when I'm not wearing them. Give me an answer, for the love of god, it makes no sense. So, now I have no favorites. I'm going to have to go barefoot or wear tennis shoes when I go out, in a dress. lol. 

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Hot Summer Night

It’s chilly tonight so I’ve lit a fire to warm up so I can have some fun, while you watch. The problem is, the neighbor next door is out on her porch and she’s watching you. There’s also a copper that keeps circling the block which makes me wonder what’s going on, but I’m too horny to wait. As you sit in your chair, I want you to imagine how soft my skin is, and notice how the fire dances across my boobs. With your eyes, follow my fingers from my mouth down to my pussy and back up to my lips. Next, I want you to dream of your hands running across my stomach and your fingers dancing along my bush and into my tight, wet pussy. You slowly bring me to orgasm before climbing on top of me to satisfy yourself, inside of me. You feel my warmth gripping you, begging for your cum load. I can see that you’ve drifted off into your own fantasy but I bring you back to reality and you realize that the lady next door is still on the porch and I’m on the ground where she can’t see me. You look down and notice that you’re incredibly hard and there’s a wet spot on your shorts. Maybe we should take this inside, yes? CLICK HERE!

Memorial Day

I'm sorry to have missed Memorial Day, this year, but couldn't go without posting something...a day late, I know. Memorial day was first observed on May 30, 1868, by New York and then a few years later by all northern states. After World War I it was recognized by most states and for any fallen solder who fought in a war, not just the Civil War.


I'd like to take a moment to thank those fallen soldiers, but also their families and friends, for whom their sacrifice was most deeply felt.