my journey

[tessa]

Oh, I just love all you wonderful souls! ~gets a Kleenex and dabs at the happy tears~

jeanne, since you're understanding just how that conversation went, did you just about fall over or what?!!? I couldn't believe my ears. How about you? ~hugs my twin~

Yay, John! Like jeanne said, no more missing the naked, dancing subbies!

Um, Fae? That's some pretty damn erotic stuff happening during your sex. Love the detals! Not much vanilla there. Woohoo!

moptop, me evil??? Now where did you get that idea?? Maybe I've just been reading your posts and learning a hell of a lot. And no CR for me.

~dances the happy subbie dance with the pretty pixie~ I will be trying your suggestion out ASAP! It's all about more. That's what I truly want. Thanks, darling pixie! ~huggles~

[jeanne]

jeanne, since you're understanding just how that conversation went, did you just about fall over or what?!!? I couldn't believe my ears. How about you? ~hugs my twin~

Yes, we've had several of those conversations very recently that I walked away from saying "holy sh**, I'm getting what I want here and he actually brought it up" and then got a little chill down my spine - you know, that delicious, slightly fearful shiver that says "okay, now can you really handle it?"

He just shocks the crap out of me sometimes - sounds the same for you. Oh, and the whole "you are here to serve me and only me, whether you get off on it or not" dynamic that he didn't seem to be feeling? Well, he's feeling it all right and I have now gone 5 days without, while he's pretty damn happy. Actually, I'm feeling pretty damn happy too... hooray for husbands that are willing to explore their own dark corners!

When I read your post, I just yelled out loud, in my empty house, with no one around... "Oh my God!!" and burst out laughing! No, no mental illness in my family, I swear - we just call Southern women who talk to themselves "eccentric" or "touched" - actually "tetched" but figured I'd better spell it correctly so everyone else knew what I was talking about - I know you do, tessa.

*a big hug just for you*
jeanne

[tessa]

Yes, we've had several of those conversations very recently that I walked away from saying "holy sh**, I'm getting what I want here and he actually brought it up" and then got a little chill down my spine - you know, that delicious, slightly fearful shiver that says "okay, now can you really handle it?"

That's incredible! You just wrote out everything I've thought and felt!!

He just shocks the crap out of me sometimes - sounds the same for you. hooray for husbands that are willing to explore their own dark corners!

WOOHOO for those dark corners!!

When I read your post, I just yelled out loud, in my empty house, with no one around... "Oh my God!!" and burst out laughing! No, no mental illness in my family, I swear - we just call Southern women who talk to themselves "eccentric" or "touched" - actually "tetched" but figured I'd better spell it correctly so everyone else knew what I was talking about - I know you do, tessa.

I just did the same thing reading your post,'cept I wasn't alone and my little one is saying, "are you okay, Mommy?" I know just what you're talking about, jeanne. ~winks~ My Grandma called it being "a bit affected by the spirit". ~giggles~ I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to spell out "affected" in the Southern way...hmm, let me try- "uh-fayk-tid" - Hey! I think that's it!

~hugs~

[gagged_Louise]

I just did the same thing reading your post, /talked loud to herself/ 'cept I wasn't alone and my little one is saying, "are you okay, Mommy?" I know just what you're talking about, jeanne. ~winks~

It's sorta noticeable you don't live in a city where lots of people are walking around with handsfree corded (invisinble) cell phones. Over here, i see people every day "talking to themselves" in the street, on the train, even in the grocery store. Sometimes just chatting, sometimes saying things so outrageous you really wish they'd have waited till they got home - or just smiling at it. And yes, the no-no on talking to yourself in public used to be as strong here as it is in the States, or even stronger...

[John56{vg}]

I remember waiting at a traffic light on Market Street in San Francisco. Several people passed by us, but one gentleman would walk into the intersection and then turn and yell at nobody there behind him. He was having a heated argument withhis imaginary friend.

I tuened to my ex-wife and told her, "It is just a really bad day, when your imaginary friends turn against you."

Have a great day everyone.