Ring It On!

For all that most of 2014 sucked, it's ended so well, I almost hate to see it go!

But then again, who knows what the future will bring?!?

Let's just call it a karmic reset and get ready to rock 'n' roll, shall we?

Nope, Not Yet...

I had plans to write this evening…

but he unexpectedly updated Last Fuck 2014 from last week's dinner date to tonight...

and I no longer seem to have a coherent thought left in my head.

So, for now, you just get a place holder...

Holiday Happiness

This year's holiday carol sing will take place on the porch (don't forget your hot cocoa!)

where we'll hear a song that reminds us that Christmas truly lives in the heart. 

(And I double-dog dare you to resist singing along!)

With all my heart, I wish you each peace and joy...

   and a whole lot of song.

Merry Christmas!

The Wait is Over!

Rori has published her Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2014 list!

Go check out all the terrific, deserving blogs.

Get a leg up on those winter doldrums - find someone new to read!

(and maybe spot some that you already know about...) 

Holiday Heckling

(which is also holiday cheating -- not a lot of time for writing at the moment…)

Jz:  I was told, "I want you with your shoulders on the floor and your ass up"… which I took to mean face down, so I immediately tried every permutation of that imaginable. 

Only to be met by, "No... no... NO..."

SP: I don't understand what you were thinking.  

What that simple and reasonable request immediately evokes in image is the following:

lie on your back, and bring your legs up over your head, and lower your knees to the ground beside your head.

Jz:  Clearly, not that immediately...

SP: Really, here we see the reason for most of your twisting and spraining of body parts -- you don't know what is where or up from down. That makes it hard to walk, much less do anything more challenging.  Yet still you achieve it.

SP: most of the time, anyhow…

Random Observation

So, I almost clocked a wild turkey yesterday morning as it dashed into the road in the murky hours of oh-dark-thirty.

It carried a dried hydrangea in its mouth and was being chased from the shopping center's parking lot by about twenty of its closest friends.

I begin to suspect there is much more to the Secret Life of Birds than we can ever know...

A Post post-script

I had a little follow-up to the Temps Perdu post…

SP:  You really got me with that rolling over in bed memory. Such a simple, non-explicit sentence, yet it was very erotic… but I really don't remember it happening. 

I hope I just rolled over and fucked you silly…?

Jz:  No, actually, you proceeded to give me a lecture on the differences between lay and lie and the conjugations thereof…

SP:  ha! There's an occupational hazard for you!

Jz:  Well, I just figured it was early and your mouth/brain filter hadn't kicked in yet. I'm sure it seemed entirely appropriate to you at the time. *ahem*

SP:  While you rolled your eyes in the dark, I'm sure. 

Next time, I'll just slam you to the mattress and fuck you hard, while forcing you to construct correct sentences in all tenses, using forms of both lay and lie.

Jz:  At which I would fail miserably, resulting in much further fucking...

SP:  Precisely!

      Grammar for the win!

(see, I'm really not wrong to think that words can be fun…) ;-p

What a Haul!

It was quite the five-year celebration.

We had cookies, candies, crackers, brownies, fudge, cakes, pie, fruit salad, energy bars, granola, galette, boozy drinks, and Home Made Twinkies! (If you haven't seen them all yet, go check out the links. Go ahead... I'll wait 'til you're done!)

Thanks to all the bakers (confectioners, bartenders...) who made it happen.

You are a terrific bunch of supportive people and I'm glad we get together each year and give the world… GOODIES!!

He's glad, too...

You are why I keep doing this.

You make it so much fun. :-)

Thanks again.

J.

Les Temps Perdu

I sent this to SP as a birthday card:

And he loved it every bit as much as I do. :-)

Which is not at all surprising, considering he's the one who once rolled over in bed (at 5:45 AM!) to eye me with chagrin before scolding, "Oh, honey... You rarely make mistakes in grammar but that one was a doozy!"

To which I might have replied, "It's not yet 6 and I haven't had my coffee. Shut up."

But I'm not entirely sure because my brain's a bit sluggish at that time of day... clearly.

Cookie Countdown!

On Wednesday, December 10th

one week from today,

the Fifth Great Online Cookie Exchange Extravaganza will take place!

Please join us!

I think you'll like what you see...

(Just remember, to make the official list of participant links, you MUST contact me 
before Tuesday, Dec. 9, with both your name and the URL of your blog.) 

Some Domestic Benefits to Having a Dom

a cleaner house

Because it would be terrible to, oh, say, fracture a toe (god wot) in the course of trying to convert an unused, undusted, unvaccuumed, and VERY messy bedroom into a clean, fresh space in which to scene -- in less than 30 minutes.

Much better to break out the Lestoil and Murphy's Oil Soap and stay ahead of the game!

(I'll let you know how that works out for me…)

faster household repairs

Because once he's taken the trouble to give me step by step instructions for precisely how to fix a given problem, I really don't want to be hearing that drawled, "okaaaay…" when I mention, two weeks later, that I still haven't removed and bored out that sink trap yet…

(Workin' now, by golly!)

a better stocked freezer

Because I never know what he's going to want to eat while I'm under the table…
;-D

Anyone have any more to toss into the ring??