I can't remember the name of the comic I saw quoted, or even where I saw it (brain dead these last couple of weeks) but the gist of the joke was that men cannot simply make a nice, complimentary statement about a woman, they always have to expand on it with a secondary comment of a more base nature.
Like, "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. -- I wonder how she'd look with my cum all over her face?" or something to that effect.
Basically, he said that the best women can hope for is that men will bite their tongues before the second half of the thought - but they'll still think it, in any event.
I giggled and thought no more about it, until this afternoon when I was looking for blogular inspiration in my notebook of thoughts and quotes ... and came across this:
Jz: You're always there to help me over the rough spots. I feel like I can shut my eyes, fall backwards, and you'll break my fall. (Assuming you're nearby. If you're on the other coast, I shall, of course, endeavor to stay upright...)
SP: I will break your fall, but once you are safely down I may become less chivalrous. Because while I do want to catch you, and I always will, I would also LIKE to grab you inappropriately between the legs while doing it -- with an audience.
I guess when you've known someone 29 years, you don't bother biting your tongue anymore... ;-)
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Nearly Done With Dragons
(Little-known words of St. George:
"Can we stop talking about it and just let me go stab the dang thing already???"
Almost, George. Just one last bit to cover...)
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Once upon a time, my dad (himself easily among the most stubborn humans ever to grace the planet) said to me, "At least there's one way I don't have to worry about you - NOBODY will ever make you do a thing you don't want to."
Thirty years later, BG touched on the same thought when he said, "You like me because I challenge you - and nobody has ever done that." He's mostly right, although I did have to point out, "Well, you've never met SP..." But with the exception of the Scholarly Wonder, no.
Nobody else challenges me, not down deep where it counts.
Because I don't let them.
Usually I am the only challenger of me.
It's not an intentional stance - I think it's more a factor of that intimacy thing I've discussed before. If you haven't gotten all the way in to the inner room of my soul, then you really have no authority over what goes on in there.
But BG has gotten in and he IS my dom. So, while he may not be able to make me do something I don't want to, I'm willing to explore if I can make myself do something I don't exactly want to - for him. I will cede that power of challenge and go mucking around in the moat surrounding my comfort zone - at his behest. Because of who he is to me and because I think challenge is essential to growth. (And, hooboy, is this one heck of a challenge!)
Someone brought up an interesting point after my last post, however. They wondered if BG might find it useful to step out of his comfort zone a little, as well. My first response was to giggle. Partly because I can just see his face were I to suggest this. (You know, like on the day when I start doing mind-altering drugs or something...) But it also amused me because he's so very unflappable that I can't imagine what might discompose him.
Then I got thinking...
I mentioned that I have a fantasy of my own, with those flipped gender numbers. BG has said he's willing to consider this. (He may love to push my limits, but he also likes to make me smile.) So he's sent me videos of MMF menages and we've discussed a number of the possible permutations.
Yet here's the thing - HE gets to set conditions that make a MMF comfortable for him: he'd be the only one domming; I wouldn't do certain things without his express permission; certain parts are his and his alone to use, etc., etc. There will be no free-fall into the unknown for him. He's got that domly parachute and he's using it, by golly.
Which is fair - he IS the dom, after all.
But it does just make me wonder a bit...
Could my dragon have a cousin?
"Can we stop talking about it and just let me go stab the dang thing already???"
Almost, George. Just one last bit to cover...)
************************************
Once upon a time, my dad (himself easily among the most stubborn humans ever to grace the planet) said to me, "At least there's one way I don't have to worry about you - NOBODY will ever make you do a thing you don't want to."
Thirty years later, BG touched on the same thought when he said, "You like me because I challenge you - and nobody has ever done that." He's mostly right, although I did have to point out, "Well, you've never met SP..." But with the exception of the Scholarly Wonder, no.
Nobody else challenges me, not down deep where it counts.
Because I don't let them.
Usually I am the only challenger of me.
It's not an intentional stance - I think it's more a factor of that intimacy thing I've discussed before. If you haven't gotten all the way in to the inner room of my soul, then you really have no authority over what goes on in there.
But BG has gotten in and he IS my dom. So, while he may not be able to make me do something I don't want to, I'm willing to explore if I can make myself do something I don't exactly want to - for him. I will cede that power of challenge and go mucking around in the moat surrounding my comfort zone - at his behest. Because of who he is to me and because I think challenge is essential to growth. (And, hooboy, is this one heck of a challenge!)
Someone brought up an interesting point after my last post, however. They wondered if BG might find it useful to step out of his comfort zone a little, as well. My first response was to giggle. Partly because I can just see his face were I to suggest this. (You know, like on the day when I start doing mind-altering drugs or something...) But it also amused me because he's so very unflappable that I can't imagine what might discompose him.
Then I got thinking...
I mentioned that I have a fantasy of my own, with those flipped gender numbers. BG has said he's willing to consider this. (He may love to push my limits, but he also likes to make me smile.) So he's sent me videos of MMF menages and we've discussed a number of the possible permutations.
Yet here's the thing - HE gets to set conditions that make a MMF comfortable for him: he'd be the only one domming; I wouldn't do certain things without his express permission; certain parts are his and his alone to use, etc., etc. There will be no free-fall into the unknown for him. He's got that domly parachute and he's using it, by golly.
Which is fair - he IS the dom, after all.
But it does just make me wonder a bit...
Could my dragon have a cousin?
Thursday, September 15, 2011
The Persistence of Dragons
For all I may not angst that much over TTWD, there are still monsters beneath the bed of my relationship with BG -- and we've been discussing one of them again lately.
He has one unrealized fantasy, which involves two subs.
Being Determined Man, he periodically sounds me out about this.
"Can you do that for me?"
Being Weenie Girl, I consistently disappoint with my response.
Because I just can't say, "Oooh yeah!"
Instead, my record skips at the words, "I don't know."
He tries logical reassurances.
"It's just sex, reveling in the sensual. It doesn't have to mean anything. There would be nothing to be jealous of... You'll never know if you don't try..."
And, you know, my head gets that, it honestly does.
And can even conditionally agree - in theory, at least.
The problem, however, is that these reassurances don't touch on the actual issue, because it's not logical.
Nor is it jealousy -- or moral rectitude.
It's not even like I haven't had similar fantasies myself. (albeit with flipped gender-number distributions. *cough*)
The problem is with sharing me.
Or, more accurately, exposing me.
The very thought of having to undergo such an up-close and personal, side-by-side comparison causes major shriveling in almost every part I possess. Because I just know who'll come off the worse under scrutiny. (It doesn't matter if it's only in my head, a fail is a fail is a fail.)
And even though I know we should face our fears head on, I'm too chicken-shit to run at this one, because it could end so very, very badly.
And yet...
I want to give him his fantasy.
I want to be able to do what he wants...
I want to not always get tripped up on the stupid stuff...
And I'm frickin' tired of being Weenie Girl.
I want the courage to dare.
So I'm reading and thinking (bold, huh?) and trying to figure a way through this maze that leaves us each reasonably confident that both I and "we" will emerge unscathed at the other end.
(Don't hold your breath though, cuz I think this is gonna take a while!)
He has one unrealized fantasy, which involves two subs.
Being Determined Man, he periodically sounds me out about this.
"Can you do that for me?"
Being Weenie Girl, I consistently disappoint with my response.
Because I just can't say, "Oooh yeah!"
Instead, my record skips at the words, "I don't know."
He tries logical reassurances.
"It's just sex, reveling in the sensual. It doesn't have to mean anything. There would be nothing to be jealous of... You'll never know if you don't try..."
And, you know, my head gets that, it honestly does.
And can even conditionally agree - in theory, at least.
The problem, however, is that these reassurances don't touch on the actual issue, because it's not logical.
Nor is it jealousy -- or moral rectitude.
It's not even like I haven't had similar fantasies myself. (albeit with flipped gender-number distributions. *cough*)
The problem is with sharing me.
Or, more accurately, exposing me.
The very thought of having to undergo such an up-close and personal, side-by-side comparison causes major shriveling in almost every part I possess. Because I just know who'll come off the worse under scrutiny. (It doesn't matter if it's only in my head, a fail is a fail is a fail.)
And even though I know we should face our fears head on, I'm too chicken-shit to run at this one, because it could end so very, very badly.
And yet...
I want to give him his fantasy.
I want to be able to do what he wants...
I want to not always get tripped up on the stupid stuff...
And I'm frickin' tired of being Weenie Girl.
I want the courage to dare.
So I'm reading and thinking (bold, huh?) and trying to figure a way through this maze that leaves us each reasonably confident that both I and "we" will emerge unscathed at the other end.
(Don't hold your breath though, cuz I think this is gonna take a while!)
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Didja Miss Me?
(Sorry, couldn't resist.)
I was riding out some technical hiccups. Sorry I couldn't warn you but I think I'm all set now. And, look... it's Tuesday!
TMI Tuesday - Dating
1. You’re on a speed date. You’ve got 7 minutes with the potential partner. You already know the person’s name. What are the first three questions you would ask?
"Do you have a Mac?"
(no further questions if answered poorly -- but assuming I got The Proper Response, I would continue with...)
"Do you like to eat?"
"What are your views on sumo?"
2. Have you ever participated in speed dating?
No way.
I don't "speed" anything...
3. How many dates have you had as a result of online dating?
Five, including BG.
(This is also how I became acquainted with Goat Man)
BG was the hands-down winner.
(Sorry, Goat Man!)
4. You are attracted to:
a. Who people are?
b. What people have?
c. What they can do?
Mostly who they are, altho' what they can (or will or do) do factors into the equation, too. If you're an Xtreme sports participant, or you adore reality TV, I'm going to save us both some frustration and move on...
5. What “little red flag” will cause you to end a date or immediately decide this person isn’t for you?
Presumptuous familiarity.
I demand couth, what can I say?
6. What do you feel you need to sacrifice or have sacrificed to be a part of a relationship?
Compromise is necessary but sacrifice is not.
I have unintentionally done that and it's not worth the price you pay.
Nevermore.
7. If you cooked for your date, what would you cook?
I don't have any one "killer" meal up my sleeve...
What does he like, what's on sale at the store, how much time do I have to cook it?
8. At the end of a first date, how would you kiss your date?
a. Press your lips against theirs
b. Gentle kiss on the cheek
c. Lots o’ tongue, like you’re on a tonsil exploration
d. I don’t kiss on the first date
It depends on how I jibe with the guy.
I've done all of the above.
*shrug*
Bonus: You just put up a profile on a dating site. You must describe yourself in 10 words or less. What are your 10 words?
Oooh, oooh! I've actually done this before!
sharp, funny, tall, curvy, reader, intellectual, klutzy, curious, imaginative, traveller
I was riding out some technical hiccups. Sorry I couldn't warn you but I think I'm all set now. And, look... it's Tuesday!
TMI Tuesday - Dating
1. You’re on a speed date. You’ve got 7 minutes with the potential partner. You already know the person’s name. What are the first three questions you would ask?
"Do you have a Mac?"
(no further questions if answered poorly -- but assuming I got The Proper Response, I would continue with...)
"Do you like to eat?"
"What are your views on sumo?"
2. Have you ever participated in speed dating?
No way.
I don't "speed" anything...
3. How many dates have you had as a result of online dating?
Five, including BG.
(This is also how I became acquainted with Goat Man)
BG was the hands-down winner.
(Sorry, Goat Man!)
4. You are attracted to:
a. Who people are?
b. What people have?
c. What they can do?
Mostly who they are, altho' what they can (or will or do) do factors into the equation, too. If you're an Xtreme sports participant, or you adore reality TV, I'm going to save us both some frustration and move on...
5. What “little red flag” will cause you to end a date or immediately decide this person isn’t for you?
Presumptuous familiarity.
I demand couth, what can I say?
6. What do you feel you need to sacrifice or have sacrificed to be a part of a relationship?
Compromise is necessary but sacrifice is not.
I have unintentionally done that and it's not worth the price you pay.
Nevermore.
7. If you cooked for your date, what would you cook?
I don't have any one "killer" meal up my sleeve...
What does he like, what's on sale at the store, how much time do I have to cook it?
8. At the end of a first date, how would you kiss your date?
a. Press your lips against theirs
b. Gentle kiss on the cheek
c. Lots o’ tongue, like you’re on a tonsil exploration
d. I don’t kiss on the first date
It depends on how I jibe with the guy.
I've done all of the above.
*shrug*
Bonus: You just put up a profile on a dating site. You must describe yourself in 10 words or less. What are your 10 words?
Oooh, oooh! I've actually done this before!
sharp, funny, tall, curvy, reader, intellectual, klutzy, curious, imaginative, traveller
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