Sexual Positioning Furniture

The chair and the swing look the most interesting for the brave folks who don't have children asking what those contraptions are in the bedroom. The "liberator" stuff looks like it might be good for people with lower back problems. To see the whole site, click here.

You probably should click there, it will get you past disclaimers a mile long. I don't want to think about injuries on some of these things.

Sex in Shape

My boyfriend was horrified to hear that sex had gotten better "since I started working out." He loves me for my mind of course. Who else can go from talking about comics with gorilla covers to condoms in less than two sentences? (And don't you wish you were around for that conversation?) But I have noticed a difference, not only all the new moves I can do but how long I can do them and how fast and aggressive I can be. He feels like he gets in deeper--can't be that much deeper! I haven't lost that much weight. The most important part for me is the difference in the way he touches me. His caresses are more aggressive and firm, a real turn-on for me. It's not a conscious change for him, but we're both still just animals, and physical appearance is still an interaction, whether we find that "shallow" or not: we still see and are seen, and that in itself is a love affair.

Blogicide

Overwhelmed by myspace blog subscriptions, vast numbers of worthy "friends" and underwhelmed by how much attention I could pay to each, I committed blogicide on myspace a few weeks ago. Well, not really blogicide--I cut and pasted the whole thing into a word doc, and then killed my myspace account. I don't miss it. I think it hurt for an entire half hour. I'm glad I made a few real friends out of my myfriends.

I wish I could be funnier about this but my tube socks are too tight. Ow.

Hot Moms in the U.S.A.

So, in my morning Metro newslet, there was an article on the new tv show, Hottest Mom in America, in which the writer said that it's basically fuktup (and I agree, but I don't think this is any more fugtup than any other reality show), and that moms shouldn't be worried about hotness. The rules said that the age of the contestants could be anywhere from 18 to 60, Gilderman commented that 60-year-old moms had real problems.

When I went to the Hot Moms web site, I couldn't help noticing that fake boobs were prevalent among the contestants.

Here is my response:
----- Forwarded Message ----
From: me
To: thedatinglife@metro.us
Sent: Thursday, October 12, 2006 8:53:19 AM
Subject: Hot Moms?

Dear Mr. Gilderman:

Thank you for pointing out the insignificance of so-called "hotness" in a mother's life. Hopefully, your article will reach the desks of Ms. Jolie's, Ms. Witherspoon's, and Ms. Paltrow's respective publicists. I am sure, once they are informed, they will start eating Twinkies(R) and bow out gracefully. And you are completely right about sexy mothers at 60! I shall send letters to Catherine Deneuve, Jane Fonda and Susan Sarandon myself.

"Suki"

http://love-suki.blogspot.com
http://23rd-mandalation.net

the '70's returns.

I always heard the '70's would return. Not the cool, hippie '70's, but the nasty, long-haired balding aqua-velva gold chain "what's your sign,baby" '70's. And there it is. Living proof. Not only did this dude have all the aforementioned things in that list, but he also had streaks in his hair. Streaks!

Oh, man.

I always knew things would get bad if I got a camera phone.

Easy-Lay Crab Stuffed Shells.

Once again, I can't believe I haven't written in so long.

For an "Artist Date" (that is something that you spend time doing, just cuz you feel like it, just for fun) I made crab-stuffed shells for my boyfriend and his dad. They loved them so much, they were smacking their lips, and eating even after they were full. This is how you do it: when you go to the grocery store, grab the box of giant shells first--make sure it has the recipe for shells stuffed with cheese on the back.
Get all of the ingredients, but only buy 1/2 of the needed ricotta cheese (one container of it, instead of 2).

Then buy: 2 cans of white crab, plus a small onion, or 3 cans of white crab.

When you are ready to cook:
1. drain the cans of crabmeat, and, if you are using it--dice half the onion (that means chop it into as small pieces as you can without cutting your fingers off)
2. sautee the crab and if any, onion in butter for 3 minutes. set aside.
3. start following the directions on the back of the box. when you make the filling, add the sauteed crab (& onion?)
4. finish the recipe just the way it says on the box--timing/temp, everything.

Deeelish! If you want to make it a little extra seafoody, you can get a can of tiny shrimp to add to the sauce before baking, too.

yes, this was a bit of an aphrodisiac.

:)

Good Girl Sex vs. What I Like

Some people have asked me what good girl sex is.
Simply put, it's the sex your parents would want you to have:

no clothes, including "uniforms" (see below)
no handcuffs or rope
no vibrators or other machinery
no spanking or other implements of pain
no fantasy games
no pornography
in a bed
between 2 people who know and love each other
and lasts a half hour, including making out, etc.

I think I was bored of good girl sex around age 16. My boyfriend did me naked in the missionary position every day for a month. All I thought to myself, is this it? Is this what everyone's excited about?

For me, sex is also an art--and by that I also mean not just high quality in technique, but also a means of expression. So, I not only enjoy clothes, hand cuffs, games, public sex (yes, and at times with people I don't know) and porno (though I have, sworn off porno for months at a time) I also need some of these accessories to feel like I'm really express myself fully in this art form. Which isn't exactly "bad girl" sex-- a lot of religious people wouldn't like it, and certainly not what my parents would want for me.

But it's what makes me feel fulfilled as a person, so I try not to let other people's opinions bother me.