Find It Friday

Amy over at http://amysaysmeh.blogspot.com/ is starting a "Find It Friday" and I've decided to give it a try!

Amy's first assignment is "Pigs"!

...

...It's not starting out very well, though...

My original idea was to take a picture of my two daughters... on the couch... eating... while watching tv...

But they've been in and out all week... mostly out! And when one has been here, the other hasn't.

I've searched this house high and low but I can't find a single tiny pig ANYWHERE!!!

And I don't live in the country, so it's not like I've seen any outside anywhere...

Sooo...

Since that plan fell through, I thought I'd get a picture of the "next best thing"...

My dog is apparently the only "pig" available for photos around here! =-P

Here she is "waiting patiently" for breakfast:

(She was whining the whole time, but in a sort-of whisper, so I wouldn't fuss!)

Here she is bringing me her bowl, as in, "Hint hint, human!":

(Isn't she just adorable?)

And here is "the pig":

(Looking at me as if saying, "How are you going to embarrass me NOW? Oh, who cares. I'm eatin'!)

So, Amy... Not sure if this is what you had in mind... I know it's not what I had in mind! =-P But it's an entry, no matter what! =-)

So What's Your Story...?

I was thinking about my sexual history yesterday. We all have one, you know... Some are "juicier" than others, but we all have our own story.

Mine begins when I was about 8, 9, 10, 11... Somewhere in there.

It was totally involuntary.

I have a brother who is six years older than I am, and I adored him. He taught me how to ride a bike. He taught me how to tie my shoes. He didn't seem to mind too much if I followed him around (and those of us with older brothers/sisters know how important that is to us!). He would play guitar and I would sing. He would perform "magic" and I would "ooh" and "ahh" in all the right places...

But then one day...

I was in his room. I do not remember why I was there, or what we were doing, or how I ended up on his lap... I was across his lap, face down (like when you get a spanking). It was summer so I had on shorts... Next thing I knew, he had his finger up my pussy! I jumped off his lap so fast you'd have thought I'd been burned. I don't remember what I said or did after that. But I have never been able to forget that he did that to me.

I've never confronted him about it... I figured it's best to forgive and move on.

It happened. It can't be changed. It is simply "what was".

The next chapter in my sexual history is when I was about 13 or 14. I began to "get off" in the shower. You know, to lie down in the shower and let the water hit my clit. Of course, there were fantasies to go along with it, in which I was "the innocent" who was "overtaken" by the mad scientist, unable to stop him from "doing things" to me...

By the time I was 15 I'd been "dating" this boy "R" for almost 4 years. We had decided to get married when we were "old enough", and he had been slightly pressuring me to have sex. I figured, "we're getting married anyway. What's the difference if we do it now or in 3 years..." So a few months before my 16th birthday, we went to a hotel and I "lost" my virginity. (I've never really liked that phrase. If you lost it, can you find it again...? I did not lose it. I decided to have sex with someone I loved.) We continued dating (and consequently fucking) for almost a year when...
My parents divorced and I moved with my Mom to another town about an hour away.

Apparently I don't do good with long-distance relationships.

Next was Kevin. He was such a sweet boy! He was a virgin when we met... I discovered with him that some guys' dicks are not straight. =-) (His curved to the left. Worked just fine, though!)

Then I graduated from high school and moved out of town to live with my sister. No.

Really? I moved to get away from my Mom.

Did I mention that I apparently don't do well at long-distance relationships? Well...

Next was Alan.

God did he ever have an ego.

Alan was no good for me, but I didn't realize it until I started having suicidal thoughts.

(Okay. Now I sound psycho.)

Let me back up just a bit.

Alan was VERY cute. He had a big dick (or so he told me). He was 23 (five years older than I was), married (though I didn't know it at the time), and had three children! I (inexperienced and naive as I was) thought he was kinky just because he wanted me to wear my cowgirl boots while we had sex one time. (Young and dumb, that was me.)

One day I woke to the sound of his voice. He was on the phone with his wife. That's when I found out that he was still in love with his wife, and that they were only separated, not divorced like he told me. I layed there, pretending to still be asleep while he talked to his wife on the phone...

I don't remember what happened after that. I don't think I ever talked to him about it. But I think he realized that she wasn't going to take him back, because he later asked me to move to California with him when he got out of the Air Force... That was a nice excuse for me to extricate myself from his life and not look back.

Then I wasn't looking for a boyfriend. I took a karate class with a female friend, and there I met Bill. Bill wasn't handsome. Bill wasn't vain. Bill wasn't mean. Bill wasn't married. In other words, Bill was everything that Alan was not. Bill was a missionary-position type of guy.

Bill was SAFE.

Bill was the perfect guy for me after a guy like Alan.

After Bill was Charlie. Charlie was a nice, happy-go-lucky kind of guy. We even got engaged, but I realized that it wasn't the right thing at the right time when I was talking to my sister one day about getting married and I told her, "It's okay. I can always get a divorce."

Yep. Young and stupid.

After Charlie came BadBoy. He turned out to be THE one. =-)

Honestly, I didn't really know it at the time. I actually just "lucked up" with him.

My big sister called me one day and said there was a guy who lived next door to her best friend and he had asked her out on a date, but she wasn't dating at the time, so she told him she knew someone who would go out with him - and she called me!

This is my Sexual history, but I'll get into the sexcapades I've had with BadBoy on another post... 'cause it's gonna take a while! =-P

So, what's your story? =-)

So You Think You Can

I don't even know when's the last time I posted, and I'm too lazy today to go look.

How lame is that.

But I'm here now.

Not much has been going on. So... not much to write about.

Yep. My life has been rather boring lately.

Been watching "So You Think You Can Dance" with my teen daughters. We *really* like that show. But we never vote. Of course we critique it ... from the comfort of our couch.

We DVR the show, so we usually watch it "sans" commercials, plus we always skip whatever Mary is saying. (She has such an irritating voice... And that *SCREAM*! Don't even get me started!) It's amazing! We can watch a two-hour show in about 40 minutes.

Yes, you read that right. I'll let you re-read it just to be sure.

We skip the commercials, most of what Cat Deely repeats, the repeated stuff from the last week, everything Mary says, ALL of the "coming up" stuff (do they really think we will stop watching if they just go to commercial without telling us what we'll miss if we stop watching?!), and, depending on who has control of the holy remote, whatever else isn't "the dance" from this week's show.

BUT WE LOVE THE SHOW!!! (Our abbreviated version, anyway.)

Future topic:

TYRA BANKS, girl!

We are loving Tyra in this house lately!

So... How about you?

What's been a "must-see" at your place lately? Are you hooked on something/someone?

Do tell!

=-)