This year started out a little rough but we found something out. George can not make a living standing still. January we started off homeless, to be honest. We were staying with relatives and had actually been without a place to call our own since before October.
The New Year came and we started thinking about how we were going to make it this year. By the end of January we had a plan. We started taking deposits from clients back in Central Texas and Houston to get him on a plane to tattoo. We got art work together, ordered supplies and bought a plane ticket. And he was on a plane RIGHT before the "Big Freeze" rolled throught our fine State.
February and some of March he was gone tattooing and when he came back. He had a motorcycle and we had a small RV to live in. While he was gone I was looking for employment in the El Paso area. I still did not have job when he came back but I was waiting to hear back from a few places. I got a job by the time April came around.
The begining of summer was not all that fantastic. But once again, he was on the road tattooing clients all over the Central Texas and Houston area. He bought a truck to have a source of transportation. Only for it only to be taken by APD. The truck was reported stolen by the original title owner. The police officers treated my husband like a car jacker because the police reported said "TRUCK stolen at GUN POINT" My husband was incarcerated for something he did not do and was thrown in jail to be forgotten. The Austin Police department and Harris County gave everyone the round around about how to get him out of jail. While he sat in jail with no word from anyone, we were trying to get him out. OR find the right department to get give us answers on who made the report, who gets the truck and so forth. Needless to say, the original truck owner who made that false police report ran off with OUR truck and his insurance money. That thief caused my husband to loose a week of his freedom. I am very unhappy with the police force in both areas for not LOOKING closer into the matter and releasing my husband sooner. PROVEN GUILTY due to LAZINESS and Cracker Jack Investigation Training Certification. An assistant D.A. helped find his file and had him released immediately, she knew if they held him any longer we could have a case against the entire system. Some cut throat lawyer out there would have eaten up the details and taken it to court. But who has time for a lawsuit, court dates and more paper pushing junkies not us.
George kept traveling running behind on his tattoo appointments because he had taken a "FORCED VACATION" He came to see me in El Paso to recollect himself and start over again, getting a vehicle to make it to the next stop of his journey. I kept working while he was away, missing his company, love, and our Gypsy life style.
When he came back for me....
He came back for me mid Sept or so. We packed up our stuff, sold the big stuff, threw the junk away and left El Paso. We made one last stop in El Paso to say our good byes. As we left, I started crying because even though the Sun City was not always good to us, I had grown to like it. The dessert weather was always sunny. The view of the Franklin Mountians during sunset were memorable and beautiful. The popcorn thunderstorms that rained muddy water were few and over quickly.
We were walking to the truck to leave, I was wiping my tears away following George outside. I looked down at his butt and there they were. A pair of pink lace panties stuck to the velco of his short pocket. "What the hell are these doing there?" As I reached down and pulled them off.
Patty takes the panties from me and we all start laughing.
Little George's GRAND exit. :) No more tears from saddness, now a belly busting laugh.
We left El Paso.
Headed up to Alburqueque, NM. We took our time to get there. We had some engine troubles not even an hour away from El Paso. Had a meal under the light of the FLYING J sign, with our sliced pizza and our coffees. We managed to get to a rest area to sleep because we just did not want to travel too much that night. We were exhausted from the packing and emotionally drained. But we were on the road together and that was good enough for both of us. The next day we were at a friend's farm, the first stop on our travels back together. We stayed there for 2 weeks. One week to recover, reorganize and plan our next destination. The following week came and then we were held hostiage by our friend. Just kidding but she was dreading the day we pulled out of there. But we hit the road and headed out on OLD ROUTE 66.
Through the mountain range there in New Mexico, throught the panhandle of Texas we rode on until we got to the HISTORICAL Route 66 Rest Area, on the East side of the Panhandle close to the Oklahoma border. That night was a little bit cold and very windy but we were hungry Travelers we were the first to use their NEW Texas Shaped Grill to make us dinner. The Rest Area was big, layed out every well, and was obviously a addition to the area. There was sliding glass doors to the center, the rest rooms were clean and take care of, there are touch screen televisions for those folks who liked to read more about the OLD Route 66. And a few Flatscreen TV's in the middle of displays that told their own stories too. Hell, it even had Tornado Shelters on either sides of this huge building reminding everyone that TORNADOS do strike in the area and to be aware of your surroundings. We got back in the truck and headed to Oklahoma. Where George had a friend from the Island that is now a transplant to the OK area.
Elk City, OK. The big BAR S food plant is there. You know Bar S...your cheap hot dogs and bologna that is made with cow's assholes, pig's armpits and chicken lips. Yup, its either their plant or their distribution center but it is on I40 near the town of Elk City. We got to Mike's and were made to feel at home. Sleeping quarters were arranged for us, food was there for us to chow down, and tattoos were there to get. :) We had a good time in Oklahoma. We had 2 2011 Harley Davidson Street Glides to ride if we so choose. I found some thing out about me as a passanger on a bike. I need a sissy bar cause I am a sissy and everytime he goosed it I felt like I was going to be left behind on the street. The only part of our trip that was the bad was dealing with UPS out there in the middle of no where. UPS is the worst company ever to have your package delievered. You pay extra to have things over nighted to you and what your really paying for is to get EXTRA screwed. We left Oklahoma as soon as the appointments slowed down and we were getting the "soon" but not now speeches. That is always a good sign to leave an area, for we shall always return and there is money to be made some where else.
North Texas.
Where we met up with our favorite Gypsy friends. My definition of Gypsy: A person or persons that travel to make a living and/or follow the money. Many live in RV's and when it is time to go, they can leave in a blink of an eye. Hard working, honest folks that travel with spouses and take care of their children. We are AMERICAN Gypsys. The first night we got there we did not work, we drank with everyone and had a great visit. Good times. We had a few tattoos and we were able to get enough money together to buy us an RV that was just right for us. It is a little older, but it was bigger than what we had, and it is was also ready for the road. Well kinda. We stayed long enough to get it road ready and headed out of town......
We came back to Austin to our families for the Thanksgiving holiday and now we are in Houston.
The year was full of ups and downs like everyone else's. But we make it through the rough times to also enjoy the good times. We have big dreams for 2012, so I am ready for this year to end so we can turn these dreams into REALITY one tattoo at a time.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
"On Demand"
I don't know how new this phrase really is, but I have used it talking to my girl friends. One of my best suggestions for a couple, whether newly weds or celebrating 35 years.
"On Demand" is a negotiation shared by two grown adults. If you purchase me this "extravagant" item and gift it to me. In my appreciation of my gratitude, I will give oral pleasure "On Demand" anywhere, anytime the time frame will be set by the person that RECEIVED the gift.
This negotiation deal would be fun to complete.
I have an "On Demand" gift that I believe is worth a month's worth providing oral pleasure to where ever my creative husband could and shall make up. For a month adventure of just making it fun. But I wouldn't mind, I got what I want and it is just my way of paying it forward.
With that said, have you ever flipped through those expensive ads with beautiful pieces of jewelry, a pair of shoes that are just beyond your reach, a vacation, a car..... Would you not give your significant other pleasure for that? As you wear your tennis bracelet, as you drove your dream car, as your wearing your shoes...
We can fantasies our new item.... they can fantasies about getting oral in traffic.
I bet I could make a list of a couple "on demand" gifts but one is fun enough. ;)
"On Demand" is a negotiation shared by two grown adults. If you purchase me this "extravagant" item and gift it to me. In my appreciation of my gratitude, I will give oral pleasure "On Demand" anywhere, anytime the time frame will be set by the person that RECEIVED the gift.
This negotiation deal would be fun to complete.
I have an "On Demand" gift that I believe is worth a month's worth providing oral pleasure to where ever my creative husband could and shall make up. For a month adventure of just making it fun. But I wouldn't mind, I got what I want and it is just my way of paying it forward.
With that said, have you ever flipped through those expensive ads with beautiful pieces of jewelry, a pair of shoes that are just beyond your reach, a vacation, a car..... Would you not give your significant other pleasure for that? As you wear your tennis bracelet, as you drove your dream car, as your wearing your shoes...
We can fantasies our new item.... they can fantasies about getting oral in traffic.
I bet I could make a list of a couple "on demand" gifts but one is fun enough. ;)
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Music
Why do we like music?
Is it cause of the lyrics? The sound of the musicians voice? Are we more attracked to songs that make us want to move? Why do we like music?
If you had to describe music in one word what would it be?
Is it cause of the lyrics? The sound of the musicians voice? Are we more attracked to songs that make us want to move? Why do we like music?
If you had to describe music in one word what would it be?
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Projection: Fair Weather
Well you verified it today, which is okay. We each know where we stand in our friendship. Then I am asked to lie. So now I am a back up associate but won't tell me any further details. How should I really feel about this relationship?
Oh the tangled web begins ...... and you want me to support one of those silk lines of web with miss information, half truths and crater hole stories. Do you not see the big holiday in the web, after you jump off that web of trust, sometimes you fall thru. You want me to participate in something that might lead to other lies. My glorious stage perform, day time soap opera self my exit left for she is not needed.
I must bow out for I can not par take in the twisted web of TRUST. If I were to contribute, it would lead to my personal moral code, questionable. Which would then lead to Capt. Suspicious on my ass asking those questions, questioning his own trust in me. For something you just need me to vouch for, a minor request. That could ultimate lead to disorder, more broken hearts and personal self evaluations perceived by others.
No thank you.
And to make it even more odd, I was asked to vouch for another individual.
"Make sure this is the story your telling people, if your telling anyone about what you have heard."
"I don't tell anyone anything."
Okay, I told some one she was living there and had left him, that was the extent of my telling a person.
And Ms. Lady why would I vouch for you will throw people under the bus but imcriminate yourself in the process. Didn't think on that at all before you spit it out of your mouth. You have the right to remain silent is something you might jot down as a weak personal attribute.
And I will bow out of this one too. I don't need to spread anyone's news, if i get asked maybe I will say what I have seen. Nothing else, its not my place.
So oddly enough same day, a pair of women asked me to not be so honest. I will be bowing off the stage for this ACT, does not include me. I love my husband to much for all that nonsense.
* Bows *
(Curtains Down)
ha ha ha ha
I am having fun with it, as if it were a monologue on stage.
Oh the tangled web begins ...... and you want me to support one of those silk lines of web with miss information, half truths and crater hole stories. Do you not see the big holiday in the web, after you jump off that web of trust, sometimes you fall thru. You want me to participate in something that might lead to other lies. My glorious stage perform, day time soap opera self my exit left for she is not needed.
I must bow out for I can not par take in the twisted web of TRUST. If I were to contribute, it would lead to my personal moral code, questionable. Which would then lead to Capt. Suspicious on my ass asking those questions, questioning his own trust in me. For something you just need me to vouch for, a minor request. That could ultimate lead to disorder, more broken hearts and personal self evaluations perceived by others.
No thank you.
And to make it even more odd, I was asked to vouch for another individual.
"Make sure this is the story your telling people, if your telling anyone about what you have heard."
"I don't tell anyone anything."
Okay, I told some one she was living there and had left him, that was the extent of my telling a person.
And Ms. Lady why would I vouch for you will throw people under the bus but imcriminate yourself in the process. Didn't think on that at all before you spit it out of your mouth. You have the right to remain silent is something you might jot down as a weak personal attribute.
And I will bow out of this one too. I don't need to spread anyone's news, if i get asked maybe I will say what I have seen. Nothing else, its not my place.
So oddly enough same day, a pair of women asked me to not be so honest. I will be bowing off the stage for this ACT, does not include me. I love my husband to much for all that nonsense.
* Bows *
(Curtains Down)
ha ha ha ha
I am having fun with it, as if it were a monologue on stage.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Sandwiches
<<<<=====My sandwiches.======>>>>
Why do I make my sandwiches like I do? Maybe I did believe that behind every great tasting sandwich is research & the taste, the order as well as process behind every great combination.
I just like making sandwiches. I like vegetables that you can put on sandwitches, even the simple staples make a sandwich.
I like making everyone, their sandwich to their preference if it is not a social event. If I remember your sandwich, then I know I have a good start.
-George: onions, mircale whip
-Papi: NO tomatoes. mayo, mustard (if both available) & tabasco sauce.
-I think my sister's are NO mustard kind of gals.
Other dressing choices:
- Ranch
- Italian
Spices:
- Garlic powder
- salt n pepper
Vegetable choices:
- Staples:
*Tomatoe
*onions
*lettuce
-Optional:
*avocado
*jalepeno
*olives
*cucumbers
*banana peppers
Cheeses: We have so many cheeses available to us. I would like to take the time on day and become knowledgeable for other types of cheeses that could make it all come together in a different taste for a sandwich. Until then....
Popular Choices:
-Pepper Jack
-Sharp/Mild Cheddar
-Motzarella
-Parmensan
Breads are essential to the process. And just like the world of cheese there are several choices for bread. But when I think Bread choices, I am always looking for a social gathering. My everyday sandwiches that feed my loved ones for lunch.
Sliced bread, bollios, small sub, Onion bread, Crossiants.
Meats:
-Cold:
*Smoked Ham
*Smoked Turkey
*Roast beef
*Tuna
-Hot:
*Steak strips
*Chicken breast strips
*Egg
*Meatball
So there is a start. Cause the process, the coating, the layers, the melting of cheese, the cut, the presentation.
Sides to match:
*Tortilla chips and Salsa
*Doritoes or Cheetos
*Plain Lays
*Macoroni & Cheese
*French Fries
*Pickle Spears
*Carrots & Celery
*Apples & Pears
Why do I make my sandwiches like I do? Maybe I did believe that behind every great tasting sandwich is research & the taste, the order as well as process behind every great combination.
I just like making sandwiches. I like vegetables that you can put on sandwitches, even the simple staples make a sandwich.
I like making everyone, their sandwich to their preference if it is not a social event. If I remember your sandwich, then I know I have a good start.
-George: onions, mircale whip
-Papi: NO tomatoes. mayo, mustard (if both available) & tabasco sauce.
-I think my sister's are NO mustard kind of gals.
Other dressing choices:
- Ranch
- Italian
Spices:
- Garlic powder
- salt n pepper
Vegetable choices:
- Staples:
*Tomatoe
*onions
*lettuce
-Optional:
*avocado
*jalepeno
*olives
*cucumbers
*banana peppers
Cheeses: We have so many cheeses available to us. I would like to take the time on day and become knowledgeable for other types of cheeses that could make it all come together in a different taste for a sandwich. Until then....
Popular Choices:
-Pepper Jack
-Sharp/Mild Cheddar
-Motzarella
-Parmensan
Breads are essential to the process. And just like the world of cheese there are several choices for bread. But when I think Bread choices, I am always looking for a social gathering. My everyday sandwiches that feed my loved ones for lunch.
Sliced bread, bollios, small sub, Onion bread, Crossiants.
Meats:
-Cold:
*Smoked Ham
*Smoked Turkey
*Roast beef
*Tuna
-Hot:
*Steak strips
*Chicken breast strips
*Egg
*Meatball
So there is a start. Cause the process, the coating, the layers, the melting of cheese, the cut, the presentation.
Sides to match:
*Tortilla chips and Salsa
*Doritoes or Cheetos
*Plain Lays
*Macoroni & Cheese
*French Fries
*Pickle Spears
*Carrots & Celery
*Apples & Pears
Familar Fright
The house was in the middle of a meadow, vacant lots surrounding the house, there was a tractor trail then field. Very open outside the moon light gave the outside shadows. When the wind blew you can see the grain dance in the field. It was a shot gun trailer,rooms on either side and the kitchen and living room in the center of the house.
I remember pulling up to the house and there being tress in the front yard past a small clearing. I walked in to the house once and stayed but others were coming and going as the day went by. In th house that felt like home, safe but uneasy.The familiar feeling but with the sense that nobody had been there for awhile, even with all the foot traffic. Everyone I saw or associated with was not really afraid with me but felt a presence.
I kept flashing to images of me seeing my other family members killed. A sense of loss and the mystery of their death. No specifics on whether they were shot, stabbed, just death. A feeling of loss.
I don't remember falling asleep just remember waking up from a nap, it was the last light of dusk and but moon's light shining be hide it chasing the sun for strength & dominance.
The window was open over head, Kay sat on the bed watching TV with no volume sitting at the foot of the bed.
"How long has this window been open?" I whispered, lifting my hand from the bed and closing it.
"Not that long."
I think I peaked out the window and saw the shadow figure. Ducking down in disbelief, did I see someone? The layout of the room is familiar one of my youth. To my left are three windows like a bay window but not so rich, more like empty with cream thin curtains. the closet in front of us, with no doors, just the clothes hanging up with a bunch of shoe and shoe boxes underneath them, some boxes behind them. and the Right wall of the room had the bathroom door and the exit to the hall.
I shared my concerns with my friend, she too felt uneasy and had seen a figure, a dark man. She called one of our guests to the room as well. she wanted to tell Kelly so at least we can all stick together.
I went to investigate. There was company there, I saw their shadows on the wall and heard light chatter. Who is here, I thought nobody came here? I passed the living room window and peaked outside again, nobody was there. All the windows were very open, there was just a thin curtain and glass. All the windows were open letting the breeze dance with them. But the lighting throughout the house was orange yellow stale hue, candlelight almost.
I ignored everyone else, asked my sister if it a good idea to be here. As I made it to the kitchen, she was standing in front of the sink and the kitchen window. She wasn't going to leave and she tells she thinks she saw someone and looked outside, saw nothing and went back to making drinks. I left her back in the kitchen.
Returning to the room I walked into an open window, you can hear Kelly and Kay in the bathroom. I started calling to Kay if she opened window as I went cautiously to the window, I knew he was going to jump out from the shadows or curtain it self, for he just might manifest.
It was the middle window, the curtains grazed my face and side as I my fingertips found the window sill and pulled the window down. I kept looking in the corners of the room, my eyes were still trying to find any movement, anything misplaced, moving. Closed, I walked backwards to the bed, and sat down. The room's only light was from a small color TV. watching for anything. I could feel he was there, his soulless eyes looking back at me, leering. Kay and Kelly emerge in the hall, distracting me. From behind the clothes, he manifests. First thing I see is his big dirty construction boots. He is wearing a long black jacket, his face is painted white and black, big circles around his eyes, his mouth with long oval across his face, emotionless his drawn on facial paint. In his right hand a big hunting knife. A clown? crossed my mind as I was frozen in fear but as we started screaming, I moved towards him. He direction was just forward motion and I felt that he was after me. I jumped towards him. I felt the knife on the back of my forearm as I got under the it, his chest in my face......then I woke up.
I remember pulling up to the house and there being tress in the front yard past a small clearing. I walked in to the house once and stayed but others were coming and going as the day went by. In th house that felt like home, safe but uneasy.The familiar feeling but with the sense that nobody had been there for awhile, even with all the foot traffic. Everyone I saw or associated with was not really afraid with me but felt a presence.
I kept flashing to images of me seeing my other family members killed. A sense of loss and the mystery of their death. No specifics on whether they were shot, stabbed, just death. A feeling of loss.
I don't remember falling asleep just remember waking up from a nap, it was the last light of dusk and but moon's light shining be hide it chasing the sun for strength & dominance.
The window was open over head, Kay sat on the bed watching TV with no volume sitting at the foot of the bed.
"How long has this window been open?" I whispered, lifting my hand from the bed and closing it.
"Not that long."
I think I peaked out the window and saw the shadow figure. Ducking down in disbelief, did I see someone? The layout of the room is familiar one of my youth. To my left are three windows like a bay window but not so rich, more like empty with cream thin curtains. the closet in front of us, with no doors, just the clothes hanging up with a bunch of shoe and shoe boxes underneath them, some boxes behind them. and the Right wall of the room had the bathroom door and the exit to the hall.
I shared my concerns with my friend, she too felt uneasy and had seen a figure, a dark man. She called one of our guests to the room as well. she wanted to tell Kelly so at least we can all stick together.
I went to investigate. There was company there, I saw their shadows on the wall and heard light chatter. Who is here, I thought nobody came here? I passed the living room window and peaked outside again, nobody was there. All the windows were very open, there was just a thin curtain and glass. All the windows were open letting the breeze dance with them. But the lighting throughout the house was orange yellow stale hue, candlelight almost.
I ignored everyone else, asked my sister if it a good idea to be here. As I made it to the kitchen, she was standing in front of the sink and the kitchen window. She wasn't going to leave and she tells she thinks she saw someone and looked outside, saw nothing and went back to making drinks. I left her back in the kitchen.
Returning to the room I walked into an open window, you can hear Kelly and Kay in the bathroom. I started calling to Kay if she opened window as I went cautiously to the window, I knew he was going to jump out from the shadows or curtain it self, for he just might manifest.
It was the middle window, the curtains grazed my face and side as I my fingertips found the window sill and pulled the window down. I kept looking in the corners of the room, my eyes were still trying to find any movement, anything misplaced, moving. Closed, I walked backwards to the bed, and sat down. The room's only light was from a small color TV. watching for anything. I could feel he was there, his soulless eyes looking back at me, leering. Kay and Kelly emerge in the hall, distracting me. From behind the clothes, he manifests. First thing I see is his big dirty construction boots. He is wearing a long black jacket, his face is painted white and black, big circles around his eyes, his mouth with long oval across his face, emotionless his drawn on facial paint. In his right hand a big hunting knife. A clown? crossed my mind as I was frozen in fear but as we started screaming, I moved towards him. He direction was just forward motion and I felt that he was after me. I jumped towards him. I felt the knife on the back of my forearm as I got under the it, his chest in my face......then I woke up.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sex, all ages.....
To Start off this blog with a classic music video from 1991. When I was 11 and I didn't know what sex really was, what the experience felt like and the responsibilities that came with having sex. So like they said...."Let's talk about sex."
Let's Talk about Sex By Salt n Pepa......
I have to admit, I had sex to early in life. The last day of 8th grade, yeah, too young, with someone that did not love me and I did not love him. Just so I can say that I was no longer a virgin. If I ever failed at anything in this life it was my own virginity. I should have saved it, for whom...who knows but maybe someone that actually had some true feelings for me.
Sex as a Teen. It's all fun and games but your mentally not prepared for the emotional bullshit that comes with it. If teenagers are going to have sex, they will find a way. We all know what I am talking about cause we were all teenagers once. We lied to our parents to go out with our friends, to hang out with our boyfriends and so forth. But sex was fun, maybe it was fun cause we had to sneak around to do it. Maybe it was fun cause it couldn't last very long cause we were always on a time crunch for curfew. But were we all really concerned about the "responsibilities" of it all. Who knows, we just had sex to have sex. Teenage boys can get a hard on by just looking at it, talking about it or just seeing a nipple. So they were always ready. And we don't want them to go find it some where else so what do we do as girls, put out. Cause once again, we have a new emotion of connection with them and we don't know how to handle it except by trying to keep them by putting out. So having sex as teen has mixed reviews.
And we are not talking about girls we called sluts. No matter what age there are girls out there putting out cause they find sex fun,very enjoyable and i guess know how to deal with the emotional DETACHMENT. Which is fine, to each their own.
Sex in your 20's. Some of us had racked up the experience during our teens, others are learning for the first time. But entering your 20's we are now more aware of our own bodies. Whether it is because we masturbate more and know what makes us tick or get off. Or just having several sexual partners that have done it and those that didn't. Our communication gets better with our sexual partners. Whether your single or taken we decide that this whole sex has to just as pleasurable to us as it is for them. We know that if we move this way, it gets us off. If he does that one thing to the left that ruins the whole fucking thing. Communication is the key the key to a fantastic sex life but we don't understand that as teenagers. We are still embarrassed about our bodies, in our 20's we understand that we might not be models but damn it this is what we have to work with and the men can take it or leave it. Cause if they don't want it, we can and will find someone that does or we can go home by ourselves and take care of business on our own. Now I am assuming that women have explored masturbation and have made it a point to find what pleasures them. Cause if you can't have sex with yourself and get you off then how are you suppose to instruct men on how you work. Now the emotional part of sex during your 20's has hopefully gotten better. Meaning you are either know how to put it aside when you know its gonna be a one night stand or you know that this man you have been seeing is gonna be a good lover and call you back the next day. We know that sex is always complicating no matter what but you want it to be fun if your going all the way with it. And as your older you have been a little more educated about the risks involved with having protected sex or unprotected sex. Not just the pregnancy scares but the STD's that might not be curable with a shot. Cause if you catch a disease that there is no cure for then your sex life will become more complicated then you would have liked. Meaning always having to tell your future sexual partners about your STD. And that is a hard truth to swallow. In 20's your more likely to go to a clinic to get yourself checked as well as get some protection, birth control as well as picking up some condoms for that dude you have been eyeballing at the club and your planning to take home. ;) As a little bit more of an experienced woman, you are still trying to find how to make sex work for you.
Sex in your 30's. Some of us have had children by then and it makes our whole sex life turn upside down. You are either in a committed relationship or your still single playing the field. There is a lot of factors that have changed since you were in your 20's except one thing. You still want to have sex and make it enjoyable for you. Some of us are working on our careers, others family and yet others are still trying to find a guy that doesn't suck and all he wants is sex.
The ones working on our careers might find that sex is the last topic on your minds or maybe the first, depends on the type of woman you are. Some women like to have financial stability of not needing someone else and sleep our way to the top. Which is not how you get there, being a bitch is the way of getting to the top. HA. Professional single woman find themselves buried in their career and might space the sex factor. I am assuming these woman just don't have the time to go out and look for a sexual partner. But I hope these women are taking care of their own selves by self pleasuring themselves. ;) Cause the best way to relieve stress is to organism and kick back, even if it is for a few minutes. It cleared your mind, your worries were gone for a few minutes and your body has just been filled with endorphins that made you happy and send good vibes through out your brain. The single women in their 30's are just trying to find a partner that is not in it for sex. They aren't trying to play games, they don't need one nighter's, they don't want to deal with more dumb daddy drama (for those who are single mommas). I believe we all want to have a meaning full sex life. Or at least a reliable friend with benefits that is NOT married, that is NOT a scumbag and that is going to understand what the relationship you have signed up for.
Busy 30 year old moms. They run around taking care of business. Up at 6 am getting ready, getting the kids out the house, the husband to work, getting this, getting that, going here, going there, doing this, doing that, work, school (whether going to school for yourself or events for the kids), making dinner, cleaning house, doing laundry....... and when its time for bed your exhausted. You would love to have sex but hell where are you going to find the energy for that? Drink a 5 hour energy? Who has time for 5 hours worth of sex? ha ha ha And then you get in bed and your partner is all in the mood but doesn't want to take the time to get you into it. And your past communicating with your partner that you are not turned on when he turns to you and asked "Do you want to suck my dick?" And you think.... "I have been up since 6 am, running around doing shit, no I don't want to add suck your dick to my to do list tonight, eat me!"
Then we don't wanna find the time for you either pal. Or maybe you have a "sex date" with your partner but you have to pump yourself up all day for this date. Cause its not the fact that you don't want to have sex but your mind and body just isn't that into it. Your libido is missing and you wish it wasn't but it is. You find your partner super attractive but your just not feeling it. You would love to have sex but the kids might wake up, your tired or just plain not in the mood. Or you have sex cause you are ready but you just can't find yourself being able to get into the moment and don't organism. You can't just concentrate on the task at hand, you feel bad but its just not there. So why even go that far if you know that your more worried about making 50 stupid cupcakes for the Valentine's day party for you kiddo and can't focus on your own needs or your partner's needs. And when you are in the mood, its in the middle of the day everyone is gone, or asleep but you would rather just watch t.v, get online or do nothing cause its your moment of peace and quiet. So there went the window of opportunity. I mean even if you surprised your partner at work and gave them the wink would they be all over it or just too busy right now baby, maybe tonight? NO not tonight, right fucking now! ha
Some of us would love to find the time, energy and want again. The want to have a sexual experience but just can't find it within ourselves. And sometimes this does lead to broken personal relationships with our partners. And that can just be the worst part, cause you want to have sex but it just went missing. And looking for someone else later to have sex with and get naked in front of is just a horrifying thought all on its own. Maybe we just don't want to have sex, maybe we want to make love more often?
What is in store for us in the 40's? Children in the house are older or gone living their own lives. No matter what your status is how will sex be? Your older, your body is older and will sex be just as enjoyable, will your urges come back or fade away. Face it we are not dead and sex is a part of life. We all love it, we all want some but after dealing with all the emotional strains from our teens, learning what we like in our 20's, our 30's were wasted cause we had other shit to worry about or just found that it was placed on a shelf. How does that effect our sex lives in our 40's? Is it a myth or fact that women experience sex in a different light when we get older?
As my friends and I are getting older I know that we will always talk about sex. Whether it is good, bad or just missing from our to do list. I just hope we can all find ourselves sexually satisfied.
Or maybe I am full of shit and everyone else is having great sex. I am left to feel like there is something personally wrong with me and my libido?
Let's Talk about Sex By Salt n Pepa......
I have to admit, I had sex to early in life. The last day of 8th grade, yeah, too young, with someone that did not love me and I did not love him. Just so I can say that I was no longer a virgin. If I ever failed at anything in this life it was my own virginity. I should have saved it, for whom...who knows but maybe someone that actually had some true feelings for me.
Sex as a Teen. It's all fun and games but your mentally not prepared for the emotional bullshit that comes with it. If teenagers are going to have sex, they will find a way. We all know what I am talking about cause we were all teenagers once. We lied to our parents to go out with our friends, to hang out with our boyfriends and so forth. But sex was fun, maybe it was fun cause we had to sneak around to do it. Maybe it was fun cause it couldn't last very long cause we were always on a time crunch for curfew. But were we all really concerned about the "responsibilities" of it all. Who knows, we just had sex to have sex. Teenage boys can get a hard on by just looking at it, talking about it or just seeing a nipple. So they were always ready. And we don't want them to go find it some where else so what do we do as girls, put out. Cause once again, we have a new emotion of connection with them and we don't know how to handle it except by trying to keep them by putting out. So having sex as teen has mixed reviews.
And we are not talking about girls we called sluts. No matter what age there are girls out there putting out cause they find sex fun,very enjoyable and i guess know how to deal with the emotional DETACHMENT. Which is fine, to each their own.
Sex in your 20's. Some of us had racked up the experience during our teens, others are learning for the first time. But entering your 20's we are now more aware of our own bodies. Whether it is because we masturbate more and know what makes us tick or get off. Or just having several sexual partners that have done it and those that didn't. Our communication gets better with our sexual partners. Whether your single or taken we decide that this whole sex has to just as pleasurable to us as it is for them. We know that if we move this way, it gets us off. If he does that one thing to the left that ruins the whole fucking thing. Communication is the key the key to a fantastic sex life but we don't understand that as teenagers. We are still embarrassed about our bodies, in our 20's we understand that we might not be models but damn it this is what we have to work with and the men can take it or leave it. Cause if they don't want it, we can and will find someone that does or we can go home by ourselves and take care of business on our own. Now I am assuming that women have explored masturbation and have made it a point to find what pleasures them. Cause if you can't have sex with yourself and get you off then how are you suppose to instruct men on how you work. Now the emotional part of sex during your 20's has hopefully gotten better. Meaning you are either know how to put it aside when you know its gonna be a one night stand or you know that this man you have been seeing is gonna be a good lover and call you back the next day. We know that sex is always complicating no matter what but you want it to be fun if your going all the way with it. And as your older you have been a little more educated about the risks involved with having protected sex or unprotected sex. Not just the pregnancy scares but the STD's that might not be curable with a shot. Cause if you catch a disease that there is no cure for then your sex life will become more complicated then you would have liked. Meaning always having to tell your future sexual partners about your STD. And that is a hard truth to swallow. In 20's your more likely to go to a clinic to get yourself checked as well as get some protection, birth control as well as picking up some condoms for that dude you have been eyeballing at the club and your planning to take home. ;) As a little bit more of an experienced woman, you are still trying to find how to make sex work for you.
Sex in your 30's. Some of us have had children by then and it makes our whole sex life turn upside down. You are either in a committed relationship or your still single playing the field. There is a lot of factors that have changed since you were in your 20's except one thing. You still want to have sex and make it enjoyable for you. Some of us are working on our careers, others family and yet others are still trying to find a guy that doesn't suck and all he wants is sex.
The ones working on our careers might find that sex is the last topic on your minds or maybe the first, depends on the type of woman you are. Some women like to have financial stability of not needing someone else and sleep our way to the top. Which is not how you get there, being a bitch is the way of getting to the top. HA. Professional single woman find themselves buried in their career and might space the sex factor. I am assuming these woman just don't have the time to go out and look for a sexual partner. But I hope these women are taking care of their own selves by self pleasuring themselves. ;) Cause the best way to relieve stress is to organism and kick back, even if it is for a few minutes. It cleared your mind, your worries were gone for a few minutes and your body has just been filled with endorphins that made you happy and send good vibes through out your brain. The single women in their 30's are just trying to find a partner that is not in it for sex. They aren't trying to play games, they don't need one nighter's, they don't want to deal with more dumb daddy drama (for those who are single mommas). I believe we all want to have a meaning full sex life. Or at least a reliable friend with benefits that is NOT married, that is NOT a scumbag and that is going to understand what the relationship you have signed up for.
Busy 30 year old moms. They run around taking care of business. Up at 6 am getting ready, getting the kids out the house, the husband to work, getting this, getting that, going here, going there, doing this, doing that, work, school (whether going to school for yourself or events for the kids), making dinner, cleaning house, doing laundry....... and when its time for bed your exhausted. You would love to have sex but hell where are you going to find the energy for that? Drink a 5 hour energy? Who has time for 5 hours worth of sex? ha ha ha And then you get in bed and your partner is all in the mood but doesn't want to take the time to get you into it. And your past communicating with your partner that you are not turned on when he turns to you and asked "Do you want to suck my dick?" And you think.... "I have been up since 6 am, running around doing shit, no I don't want to add suck your dick to my to do list tonight, eat me!"
Then we don't wanna find the time for you either pal. Or maybe you have a "sex date" with your partner but you have to pump yourself up all day for this date. Cause its not the fact that you don't want to have sex but your mind and body just isn't that into it. Your libido is missing and you wish it wasn't but it is. You find your partner super attractive but your just not feeling it. You would love to have sex but the kids might wake up, your tired or just plain not in the mood. Or you have sex cause you are ready but you just can't find yourself being able to get into the moment and don't organism. You can't just concentrate on the task at hand, you feel bad but its just not there. So why even go that far if you know that your more worried about making 50 stupid cupcakes for the Valentine's day party for you kiddo and can't focus on your own needs or your partner's needs. And when you are in the mood, its in the middle of the day everyone is gone, or asleep but you would rather just watch t.v, get online or do nothing cause its your moment of peace and quiet. So there went the window of opportunity. I mean even if you surprised your partner at work and gave them the wink would they be all over it or just too busy right now baby, maybe tonight? NO not tonight, right fucking now! ha
Some of us would love to find the time, energy and want again. The want to have a sexual experience but just can't find it within ourselves. And sometimes this does lead to broken personal relationships with our partners. And that can just be the worst part, cause you want to have sex but it just went missing. And looking for someone else later to have sex with and get naked in front of is just a horrifying thought all on its own. Maybe we just don't want to have sex, maybe we want to make love more often?
What is in store for us in the 40's? Children in the house are older or gone living their own lives. No matter what your status is how will sex be? Your older, your body is older and will sex be just as enjoyable, will your urges come back or fade away. Face it we are not dead and sex is a part of life. We all love it, we all want some but after dealing with all the emotional strains from our teens, learning what we like in our 20's, our 30's were wasted cause we had other shit to worry about or just found that it was placed on a shelf. How does that effect our sex lives in our 40's? Is it a myth or fact that women experience sex in a different light when we get older?
As my friends and I are getting older I know that we will always talk about sex. Whether it is good, bad or just missing from our to do list. I just hope we can all find ourselves sexually satisfied.
Or maybe I am full of shit and everyone else is having great sex. I am left to feel like there is something personally wrong with me and my libido?
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