kricket187's Blog - page 18

Sadly, I only wear jammies from the time I get home from work until it's time for me to sleep....

I sleep naked, but usually wear socks, so I hadda take this pic...



Love ya TWL!!

Texting with my Mom tonight. She made me cry with one message.

"You are the strongest of all my children, and I'm forever in awe of how life throws it's worst at you, but you step to the side, let it pass, and walk on, head held high"

I'm not 100% certain she's right, but hearing it sure as hell made me feel better.

Thanksgiving night was always the night we put up our Christmas tree.. No tree this year, too busy packing up the house and shop.

But....My friend sent me this...and I FUCKING LOVE IT!!! Punk meets Christmas...

So fitting...All I want for Christmas is You

What kinda bullshit horoscope is this?!?

Do not try to fight your bad mood, or you will just make the situation more difficult than necessary for yourself. It would be far better to avoid any potential conflicts by withdrawing and to just accept you’re simply not performing that well today. In doing so, you will have already done much to prevent any further escalation. Right now, even if you feel you need support, do not place excessive demands on your partner.


Fuck you, horoscope!

This has to be one of my all time favorite Mumford and Sons tune. It speaks to me, hopefully you'll like it too.

15 days since my last blog. I been slackin' ya'll. Kinda hard to keep up on the thing, since we don't have internet at the shop or at home anymore. Now I bring my laptop to the bakery and mooch off the wi-fi here.

Let's see....what's been going on here in fantasia....

Well...there. Wait. Nope. Can't tell ya that.

Hrmmmmm... Oh I know! The other day... shit. Can't tell you that either.

Okay, here's one. We had some real life angels at the bakery in the Drive through Sunday. A woman and her little girl asked to pay for the order of the car behind them. The lady whose order was paid for in turn paid for the car behind her. This carried on, over and over, for 6 cars....

Kinda cool, eh?

Sometimes, when life get's to be too much, ya gotta find a way to release all the negative energy you've built up. Some people fight, some people fuck, some people knit.

I ground. It's something my mentor taught me years ago. You sit outside, on the ground. Preferably leaning against a tree. Place both hands on the earth, palms down. Then it's just a matter of closing your eyes, breathing deeply, and feeling all the hurt, all the anger, all the pain flow from your palms into the earth.

Last night, everything caught up with me. All the bullshit I've been going through, all the hurt my friends have let me help them carry, it all flooded into my head at once. So much so I could hardly breathe, the pain was that great.

So I bundled up, and went outside to the sweet gum tree in my front yard. I was crying even before my palms touched the ground, but as soon as they did, my tears stopped. My breathing evened out. My heartbeat slowed, and I felt a peace I haven't felt in months. I only spent about 15 minutes outside, but even today, I carry that peace with me.

I know everything will be alright, for myself, and for my friends.

You should give it a try, you never know....

So, I have a confusing birth date. Like, I have to explain to everyone, every time it comes up. I actually have an actual birthday, AND a legal birthday. The story goes as such, I was born on October 25th, 1979. Unfortunately, through some clerical error, my birth certificate shows October 26th. Mom wasn't in too terrible of a rush to fix it, guess where I got my procrastination habit from? So...it never got changed. So I have two birthdays. I'd *planned* on celebrating it on the 26th this year, as it's a Friday, but facebook kinda screwed me. 40 some odd posts on my wall, and more than a few of them NN'ers.. which of course... means they came over HERE..

So anyway, yeah. TWO birthdays Cuz that's how I roll.

It's been an amazing day, though. I got a package from my parents yesterday. A bunch of cross stitch things Mom wanted to be rid of, and I could use. And an article from their paper where my Dad-doo was inducted into the Knights of Columbus. There was also a red plush heart, with a note pinned to it that said "I hope what's inside here is as precious to you as you are to me." I unzipped the heart, and inside was a little plush frog, with a ring tied on a ribbon around his neck. It was my Mema's wedding band and engagement ring. Now, Mema wanted it passed down to her oldest daughter (my Mom), to be passed down to HER oldest daughter (Me. I really hadn't expected to see it unearthed from Mom's jewelry box until after she passed. It's nothing flashy, but I cherish it as I know my Mema did.


AND THEN! Check snail mail this morning, and there's ANOTHER package in there! From Florida as well, but from someone I met on NN (who unfortunately, doesn't come around NN anymore), and who has become someone very special to me, for a lot of reasons. I rip into the package like a child, I know he told me he was sending a card, but... seriously ya'll... this was no mere card! Season 3 and Season 4 of Sons of Anarchy (my all time FAVORITE SHOW), bandannas, and bracelets. Plus the card I was totally cheezing all the way to work.


Texts, PM's, pics, voice messages.... every one of them making me smile (some, making me smile even bigger ) Damn ya'll are fantastic friends!

Dum's cooking me dinner, and we'll sit down and watch a few episodes of SOA. My birthday cake... thank goodness I didn't have to make it. Our French pastry chef came up with this...orgasmicly delicious 3 mousse cake, white chocolate mousse, milk chocolate mousse, and dark chocolate mousse.. all separated by a chocolate ganache. *moans* Going to take a pic for NN when I blow out the candle

Thank you, all of you, for making today so fantastic. It never fails to astound me how close I am to so many of you, and how it's possible to find such special people in such an unusual place. I you all.

xoxoxoxo

Huge argument last night with Dummy. Which, of course, lead to the only good thing about fighting...the make-up sex. Four hours of all kinds of sex. *Fans herself* Porn playing on the big screen, oral, toys, 20 different positions... and finally, to cap the night off, a round of anal. Which is funny, because I've never really been too into it before. Suddenly I seem to really get off on it, which I know makes Dum happy as hell.

Interesting tid-bit: Dum confessed he's always wanted to watch me suck another man's cock while he fucks me from behind. I told him I was down, but he was going to have to pick out the other man, and if I agreed to his choice, it was a go. Wonder if this was just fantasizing out loud, or the real thing? Hrmmmm.. We'll see, I guess.