can’t hardly wait
24 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Lust, The Boy Tags: long distance relationships, missing him, rar
I never thought I’d miss the dumpy apartment in the shitty town where I was at school, but here I am wishing I was back there. When I was there I did not properly appreciate the amount of privacy I had, but I sure as hell do now. Living on my mother’s sofa is not conducive to being a horny newlywed with a very active and varied long-distance sex life.
All the frustrations of our previous separations don’t hold a candle to what it’s like now, when we can’t even do the long distance stuff we’re used to.
I can’t fucking wait until we can finally be together.
limbo
08 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in life, relationships Tags: issues, long distance relationships, stress
Well, school is over and I’m finally all moved out of my apartment, and am at all kinds of loose ends. Currently I’m spending a couple of nights with Chelle (my ex, who introduced The Boy and I), then I’ll be crashing on my mom’s couch for an undetermined length of time until I can go up north to be with The Boy.
It’s been a weirdly anticlimactic and appropriately hectic end to what is probably the most significant year (and a half) of my life. I never had a chance to really say goodbye and celebrate before everything was over and it was time to pack up my shit as fast as possible and get out of the apartment. A week after graduation day, I am just now getting a chance to chill out a little bit after a frenzied mess of last minute schoolwork and sorting and packing and driving back and forth across state lines. I still have to pull all of the stuff out of my vehicle and Chelle’s and then make a million more trips up and down the stairs with the stuff I’m going to store here for a while (side note: I never want to live in another apartment that is not on the first floor – side note b: my next vehicle is going to be large and have a trailer hitch). I should really still be working on the moving stuff instead of sleeping in and dicking about on the computer. It just feels so good to have a couple of hours to relax – there hasn’t been much opportunity for that in weeks.
Now that I am sitting still (and not in a stupor of exhaustion), it’s hitting me what a weird transitional in-between stage I’m in now. What was happening after graduation has been a big question mark right from the beginning, but now I’m there and it’s still up in the air. I just feel like I’m in limbo, and there’s not a whole hell of a lot I can do about that at the moment. I hate that I won’t be able to work in Canada until my immigration application is approved (which will probably take close to a year, after we submit all the paperwork which is a monumental task in itself), and I hate that The Boy lives in a place that’s so far from the places I’d be most likely to get work in my field, not to mention it’s prohibitively far from my hometown and family/friends. But that’s a whole ‘nother ball of wax or can of worms or whatever colloquialism you like.
Anyway. I’ve found myself reflecting a lot recently, in snatched moments between hectic activity and exhausted stupor, on this most recent chapter of my life. Kinda like that New Years’ feeling, looking back on the past year, or in this case year and a half, and everything that’s led up to where I am now. Like the fact that two years ago I was miserable and unemployed and aimless and in an unsatisfying and dysfunctional relationship, and now I am just unemployed and a little bit aimless. When I started school my relationship with Chelle was still limping along, and now here I am married to a guy whose existence I wasn’t even aware of then. My stint at school was in most ways completely unlike my anticipations; it makes me both sad and happy at the same time.
03 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
A few years ago, my aunt gave me a keychain that has my name on one side and this on the other:
“Worthy of love. Elegant and stylish, with a flamboyant streak. A dominant lady with the personality to match. An achiever.”
I still find it amusing. Coincidentally, this aunt is the unequivocal Queen Bee of the family; I seem to be the only one she doesn’t try to order around.
Goddamn Right, It’s A Beautiful Day
23 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in life Tags: optimism, sex toys
Today is a good day, and it’s about damn time. For the first time in what feels like forever, I woke up feeling good and rarin’ to go – alive and full of energy, with an optimistic drive to get shit done. The pendulum swinging back from the breakdown I had last night, I suppose. I thank the gods though, ’cause holy shit, I needed a day like this. I could use a whole week of ‘em really, so here’s hoping this is a trend that will continue.
And hey, just ’cause I’m feeling like good stuff is eminently possible today, if any of you lovely readers would like to help me make a couple of bucks to fend off the creditors, go ahead and buy yourself or someone you love a new sex toy by clicking one of the links below. I’ll make a commission from your purchase, and you’ll get some orgasmic joy in the mail along with the warm fuzzies from helping a blogger in need. ^_^
Call me Mrs. Cleaver
16 Jan 2012 1 Comment
in life, marriage, relationships Tags: long distance relationships
Only two more weeks of school and then a few weeks at home, then off to make a new definition of home with The Boy… assuming we can rustle up the money for the plane ticket.
It’s so soon, but it still feels so far away. I wish we could afford to buy the plane ticket now, then maybe it would feel more like it’s really happening.
Despite a lingering sense of unreality, I’m looking forward to life together with The Boy, more than I can say. It’s kinda funny to think about – it’s not the kind of life I really ever thought I’d have, and it’s a far cry from the direction I expected to go when I started school. I knew things would never be the same after this stage of my life, but I wouldn’t ever have anticipated this turn of events. I thought I’d be hieing off to California by myself to try to scrape out a new career, and here I am moving to another country to be with a husband who I hadn’t even met when I started school.
I may even end up as a housewife, ha. It’s a surprisingly appealing thought. I could pursue my creative endeavors without having to freak out about it being our bread-and-butter, and I like the thought of taking care of The Boy, and of our home. So domestic; happy lil housewife by day, and then the claws (and rope and vibrators and knives..) come out at night. Fuck yeah.
OMG, I’m a wife.
15 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in marriage
Calling him my husband is still so weird.
We’re married, holy shit. I have a husband! So trippy..
I think it’s going to take a long time to get used to that.
Pleasurists #163
12 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
Photo courtesy of Blacksilk*Welcome to Pleasurists, a round-up of the adult product and sex toy reviews that came out in the last seven days. If you like what you see and want more of it be sure to follow the RSS Feed and Twitter for updates.
11 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in life, love, relationships Tags: long distance relationships, trial by fire
So, I’m all super frigging excited. Everything that the Mistress and I have been waiting for is hopefully soon to come true. We have made the decision to bring her here to Canada regardless of some damn pile of paperwork.
We are both so sick and tired of waiting just to be able to be with one another in person, we both dread the wait that would come with the official step by step government system. Although it may be inefficient to bring her here without fully planning the process, we’re both going to go insane if we have to wait for several more months before we can be touching again. We need to do more research regarding the exact rules, as I suspect that her time in Canada will have an expiration date without the greater volume of paperwork. However, just the opportunity to be together unfettered will make any wait after the fact easier to swallow.
This has probably been one of the more difficult things I’ve had to do in my life with all this waiting. It’s like a Christmas morning – all while knowing that you’re getting the BEST present out there – and it keeps getting pushed back and different plans keep being made. We have both made a promise to each other that we will never be this far apart from each other ever again. I really do feel that this distance has been a trial by fire for the both of us, and the bond we have made is that much stronger for it.
Review: Just Desserts Cupcake Crop
06 Jan 2012 4 Comments
in sex toy reviews Tags: bdsm, riding crop, sex toys
When I got back to school after Christmas break, I had one more present waiting on the doorstep – a Just Desserts Cupcake Crop from Good Vibes! This thing is completely fucking adorable, and as soon as I saw it on the Good Vibes site, I knew I had to have one.
I expected it to be just a fun novelty item, but the Cupcake Crop seems to be a surprisingly well-made toy. The handle is wrapped with real leather (mmm, that delicious leather smell ^_^), and the cupcake itself is also all leather. Officially, the crop is made of nylon (which I’m assuming is the handle), suede, and leather, and it is 24″ (61cm) long.
It doesn’t pack quite as much wallop as some of the other riding crops I’ve tried (’cause the place where the cupcake joins the handle is not very stiff), but it’s nothing to sneeze at either, especially if you’re using the decorated side of the tip to strike with. That’s one of the cool things about this crop actually – the decorated side of the cupcake is made with different layers of leather and suede, and the texture gives it significantly more sting than the back, which is smooth black leather – so you have two different options with the same toy.
The only downside is that the cupcake “icing” is made of white suede and it’s already looking a little dirty after just testing it out on myself a bit and moving it around the bedroom, and I’m not sure how to clean it.
That’s a really minor issue though, and I can’t wait to use the Just Desserts Cupcake Crop on The Boy; I’m having visions of a mean little schoolgirl scene… dressing up in knee socks and a little plaid skirt and carrying my Hello Kitty toybag… tying him up with pink rope, maybe using one of those jawbreaker candy gags… using my pink bunny fur flogger and the cupcake crop on his ass before I smack him around… I’m liking this idea, quite a lot. ^_^
Review: Tenga Eggs – Stepper & Clicker
06 Jan 2012 7 Comments
in sex, sex toy reviews Tags: masturbation, masturbation sleeve, sex toys, tenga
I have been humbly requested to come up with a few words regarding the Tenga Egg Male Masturbator line, which we were given to review by Babeland. After some thought, I was able to compile sufficient information to provide these words:
“Oh!”
“Wow”
“Yes”
“Oh God”
“Holy S**t”
So far I have had the pleasure of trying three of the current nine eggs that are available, most recently the Clicker and the Stepper. The nice thing about these eggs is they can be used either alone or shared with a partner, as I was pleased to learn. I spent some time with my wife using the Stepper on me, and with plenty of lubricant it is really an intense experience that takes leaps beyond a typical hand job.
The Stepper itself is lined with what I suppose I can only describe as alternating rounded ribs/nubs somewhat akin to the Wavy I used before. However, while the Wavy was a gentle massaging hug the Stepper has a much more intense grip. I would almost say the texture feels sharper in a way, and it’s less gentle in the way the alternating nubs provide an almost overwhelming stimulation with multiple feelings at once; however, that is definitely not a criticism. Sadly, I’ve only had one opportunity with this egg but it definitely gave a good scale to how each egg is its own class of pleasure.
More recently, I trialled the Clicker in a solo session, and admittedly I was less taken with this one, although that’s just my personal opinion. Having said that, I think there were a few factors during use that probably made the Clicker less appealing for me. For example, the lubricant that is packaged with each individual egg is great when used within an contained environment like inside the egg itself, but tends to become rather tacky quickly when left in open air, which I did by accident.
In my opinion the eggs benefit from additional lubricant, and I found that a silicone-based lube really added some longer-lasting slip. (I would like to commend the Tenga brand here for their great packaging system and storage of the toy. The whole gimmick with the egg and the compact lube sample tucked perfectly into the egg itself is really clever marketing. I could go on with my praise, but I digress.)
Now, the Clicker is an odd duck in my opinion due to what I think of as a lack of texture on the interior of the egg. While the other styles seem to use a horizontal series of texture lines like the Wavy and Stepper which wrap around, the Clicker has a series of bumps and nubs which are placed in an pattern of alternating sizes. I have to say it was probably the most… advanced style of the eggs I’ve tried so far, and it was an interesting experience. Now, don’t let me dissuade anyone from using it, but it was not personally a favourite of mine. The nubs tended to get a bit too focused on where they were rubbing, leading to what felt like over-stimulation on some parts.
Basically, the final word for the Tenga Egg line is ‘great’. I’m looking forward to experiencing the rest of the styles and seeing which my favorites might be; it’s a whole variety of choice, like a sexy ice cream shop. If you feel intimidated by the options, don’t worry too much. I imagine you could probably pick up any style and go; I’d be hard pressed to say any of them would be a bad experience. If you’re really interested in running the gauntlet, there is a six pack available, and I can almost guarantee you’ll find at least one that you’ll keep coming back to.
