Oh my God Becky....

I'm watching the debate and Twittering it with my friends. My favorite twitter:

"Oh my God I want to vote the shit out of Obama!!"

Are you registered yet by the way?? Less than three weeks!!

Alex wants me to vote for Obama. He thinks that John McCain is a bully.

Banana Crack Pudding

Tonight I made the Banana Crack Pudding that my new SIL brought to the family dinner last month. I made it with Vanilla Wafers instead of the Chessman Cookies, but the magic is not in the cookies, it's in the cream cheese, sweetened condensed milk and coolwhip. There isn't even any banana in the actual pudding. It's the Banana Crack Pudding and I have just had one hit, and I'm already wanting more.

So here's the link to the recipe. It's so easy, even I could make it!! If you make it, let me know you loved it so I am not alone in the dark, taking spoonfuls when nobody is watching.

Debtors Prison

It's early. I woke up at 4AM from this dream that all of my money was gone from my checking account! GONE. Now there is not a HUGE amount in there- but there is more than usual. It's not all already spent, but some of it is. I got up and checked, and it's all still there. Nothing weird, shocking or spectacular.

I budget my money in a weird way. I do it in excel. I have a spreadsheet and I have a box for each week of the month, the balance, what comes in, what goes out and what's left. I start a new row of boxes each month and I usually do two of three months at a time. It's always a working spreadsheet, $200 I spend in February will show me that I am going to be short on the rent in April. The spreadsheet doesn't take in to account for food or gas, but it's always sort of on my mind. At the beginning of each month, I often leave the format and adjust the balance because there is money spent that I can't account for, didn't budget for, or simply didn't pay attention to.

So no, it's not REALLY a budget. You can't budget when you don't really HAVE it- but it's a guideline and a snapshot of what's to come. I am the only one who MAKES money, but not the only one who spends it. I admit that I keep a pretty tight grip over the account and at any given time, he has no idea what is in the account. However, it's common knowledge that while I make more than our bills, it's not MUCH more so the question of whether or not I can afford something, the answer really should ALWAYS be "No."

I do not have the mentality of "Work Hard, play harder." I am more like, "Work and maybe we'll get lucky." How does an underpaid person manage a household of 5 people? Not very well. My student loan totals are high. My credit sucks. I have about $3000 in credit card bills (three different companies) in default that I flat our ignore. I simply don't have the money to send them. Period. The bills that manage my monthly household get my attention. The rest, well they can suck a fat one. They spend all sorts of time sending me bills and threatening letters that I don't even open anymore. Every few months I get letters from different companies because the debt has been sold off. The original amounts was only about $1500 total. The original debtor charged off the debt years ago, and this new company is not trying to collect from me. When I filed for BK back in 2000 (I think), I was told that if they try to take me to court and get a judgment, showing them my income and my bills will pretty much negate them from taking 25% of my income and often these little collection firms will not go to the trouble for such small amounts. So I don't worry, and perhaps after I get my tax refund, I can pay it off for half of the balance and they will leave me alone. The offices of blah blah blah and so and so look very official, but it's not exactly a law firm. Law firms use UPS and have bigger fish to fry than me.

Those are not the bills that I worry about. I worry about the grocery bill, and the electric bill. I worry about Michael medical expenses. I worry about getting sick. I have been on a diet for a few weeks now. I think I'm losing weight but I don't know. I'm eating better. I am trying to take care of my blood pressure, because if I get sick, my family is screwed.

My father and a few others in his family died early from heart disease. Early, like before 50- early. I'm going to be 37 this year. I realize that it was a mistake getting those three credit cards, but I refuse to allow them to be the death of me. I have told them all, at least once that I am not going to send my last $50 to them this month, because as soon as I agree, they will be asking about my NEXT $50. It's just the way it is, and I know I'm not alone.

I have made some financial mistakes, but in the grand scheme, I have done the best I could. I've been the only income for four years now. I borrowed a lot, I've been given a lot, and we've been fortunate to have understand and forgiving people around us. Others are not so lucky.

My hope is that someday I will make enough so that the balance at the end of every week is positive. That I don't have to pay this months cable bill next month, pushing next months electric bill back to the NEXT month and then having to pay that months cell phone bill the FOLLOWING month, pushing back the cable bill again. That is how it happens. The bills get exponentially bigger- and then all of the bills are three months behind. (Which is what happened LAST month)

I don't need collection agencies to put me debtors prison. I've got one, thanks.

If you make it to the end of my little sob story rant, thanks. You'll be glad to know that as of right now. Everything is current. :)

This side of my little world

Last night I confessed to Mike that during his good days, I actually am enjoying spending time with him. He still has his episodes, usually twice a month and I can deal with that, it's just par for the course. But it used to be, that during his good days, I still didn't like being around him. I've been globally unhappy and we've been playing nice for quite a while, staying mostly to our neutral corners, but occasionally coming out fighting and hobbling back, injured, bleeding and wondering why we bother staying in the ring.

But lately, I guess the last two months- when he's feeling ok- things have been alright between us. We get along. We spend some time together. We interact, we talk we laugh. We even have the occasional sex.

I am not going to say that it's all better, cause it's not. And I'm not going to claim that this is going to last, because it never does. But this little side of my world can use a little less stress on the home front, and lately I have been enjoying it.

He is not THRILLED about my new second job. "Sex toy peddler extraordinaire." However, I have promised not to let it take me away from home too often. No more than three parties a month, and I can try to get him involved. He can help me sort orders, marketing, whatever. I will figure it out. I'm going to push and peddle it here and maybe have a sex toy of the week or something. Be prepared. Feel free to buy. I won't tell anyone and I won't judge you and if you are in my neighborhood, let me know if you'd like to have a party. Check out the catalog, and feel free to ask me any questions.

Back to the City

So guess who's going to NYC for her birthday??





THIS GIRL!!!

Double Ended HNT

So I got my starter kit for the Temptation Parties. That's what this is all about...



This is the 18" Double Ended Dildo. Not bad for $20. You don't HAVE to, you know, use both ends... but you know- why not?

Have a great Half Nekkid Thursday!!

beyond the body

Sometimes I absolutely abhor my body. I hate the way I have "let myself go" so to speak. It didn't happen over night- this is a body that is years in the making. I'm carrying baby weight- how old is my baby? ummmm.... 13.

The last time I was the size that I am now- I was carrying a child. And actually I'm a pound heavier. Some days I look at myself in the mirror and just think, what the hell happened to me? I used to be thin, I used to be pretty, and sexy and confident! Now- well.. I'm just fat.

But then I think, maybe I'm not the prettiest girl in every room, but I think I look ok. I am still sexy, and I am still confident. I show off my body- I talk about sex- I am not exactly a wallflower. I don't hide behind my keyboard anymore. I'm learning that not all men are interested in the shell.

I'm smart and I'm funny. I work. I support my family. I have good friends and I do my best to take care of my children and my husband.

I'm not JUST FAT.

I have a love hate relationship with my body and I admit that I'm afraid that losing weight will mean my ass and tits will lose their big and plumpness. But I'm not JUST FAT. I think for all the progress women have made, sometimes we still buy in to the idea that we have to be perfect all around- and who is perfect?

Who is this picture perfect woman who has a rockin' body, a great job with a good salary, perfect children and no emotional hang-up about her mother, can cook, clean and give blowjobs in between making finger sandwiches for her husbands poker parties and cutting out construction paper houses for her kids classroom. Who is this broad?

Cause we need to find her and kick her ass.

Are you registered??

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Dear Garbonzo, (meme)

Stolen from Golf Widow.


Dear Garbonzo,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm in love with your sister. I think I realized it when your dog ran amok in your apartment and I saw you sit on my best friend. I'm sure you're scarred enough to understand that I did a sex change. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep the results of your blood-sample as a memory. You should also know that I always have felt dirty before a new life as a clone.

Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,

Julie

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It's pretty self-explanatory if you decide you want to do it. If you decide you don't want to do it, the meme monsters will not eat you, I promise.

Dear (the last person who left a comment on your journal):

I don't really know how to tell you this, but 1 . I think I realized it 2 3 and I saw you 4 5 . I'm sure you're 6 enough to understand 7 . I'm returning 8 to you, but I'll keep 9 as a memory. You should also know that I 10 11 .

12 ,

(your name)

1. What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - Our romance is over
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'll join the monastery
Black - I dislike you
Green - Our horoscope doesn't match
Grey - You're a pervert
Yellow - I'm selling myself
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - You're a loser
Other - I'm in love with your sister

2. Which is your birth month?
January - That night
February - Last year
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on sesame seeds
May - First of May
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I threw up
August - When I saw the shrunken head
September - When we skinny dipped
October - When I quoted Santa
November - When your dog ran amok
December - When I changed tennis shoes


3. Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Pizza - In your camping car
Pasta - Outside of Chicago
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you ate enchilada
Chicken - In your closet
Kabob - With Paris Hilton
Fish - In women's clothing
Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation
Lasagna - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a state of trance
None of the above - With George Bush and his wife

4. What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Hit on
Red - Insult
Black - Ignore
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - Put leeches on
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the toupee off
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive out

5. What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My best friend
White - My father
Grey - Bill Clinton
Brown - My fart balloon
Purple - My mustard soufflé
Red - Donald Duck
Blue - My avocado plant
Yellow - My penpal in Ghana
Orange - My Kid Rock-collection
Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper
None - My John F. Kennedy-statue
Other - The crazy monk

6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?
Scrubs - Man
O.C. - Emotional
One Tree Hill - Open
Heroes - Frostbitten
Lost - High
House - Scarred
Simpsons - Cowardly
the news - Mongolic
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Senile
Top Model - Middle-class
None of the above - Ashamed

7. Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful I've felt
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That Santa doesn't exist
Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage
Depressed - That we're cousins
Excited - That there is no solution to this.
Nervous - The middle-east
Worried - That your Honda sucks
Apathetic - That I did a sex-change
Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster
Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men
Overjoyous - That I'm open
Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks

8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your ring
Yellow - Your love letters
Red - Your Darth Vader-poster
Black - Your tame stone
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - The pictures from LA
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your contact book
Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs
Purple - Your old lottery coupons
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your memories from the military service

9. The first letter of your first name?
A/B - Your photo
C/D - The oil stocks
E/F - Your neighbour Martin
G/H - My virginity
I/J - The results of your blood-sample
K/L - Your left ear
M/N - Your suicide note
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - David's tricot outfits
Y/Z - Your grades from college

10. The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Always will remember
C/D - Never will forget
E/F - Always wanted to break
G/H - Never openly mocked
I/J - Always have felt dirty before
K/L - Will tell the authorities about
M/N - Told in my confession today about
O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about
Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about
S/T - Get sick when I think of
U/V - Always will try to forget
W/X - Am better off without
Y/Z - Never liked

11. What do you prefer to drink?
Water- Our friendship
Beer - Senility
Soft drink - A new life as a clone
Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo
Milk - The apartment building
Wine - Cocaine abuse
Cider - A passionate interest for mice
Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations
Mineral water - Embarrassing rash
Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism
Whisky - To ruin the second world war
Other - To hate the Boston Celtics

12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm regards
USA - Best regards
England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
Spain - Go and drown yourself
China - Disgusting regards
Germany - With ease
Japan - Go burn
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt - Fuck off now
France - In pain
Other - Greetings to your freaky family

Half Nekkid Thursdays- I'm all lips and hair.

Ok that SOUNDS way dirtier than it really is. My hair is ALMOST long enough to do that thing where it covers my breasts and I can walk around on a nude beach and have my breasts covered.. almost. And I probably would not walk around on a nude beach anyway. It just isn't ME to do that... well, not totally nude anyway.




So I've gotten some emails from old high school friends and since I upload this to my facebook account, some of them are peeking in and reading my blog here. While I first thought to sensor myself, I have recieved about three emails from people who have said they like my blog, that they relate to my issues, that they think I'm kinda funny and sorta brave for being so 'out there.' I know, the don't know the half of it right? Anyway- so I'm not gonna sensor myself, because I have realized, that while many of us were very different when we were in our individual high school bubbles, we're really not that different now, 20 years later. We all have hang ups about our bodies, our husbands, our kids, our mothers, our asses. It just happens and we are not so different anymore.

Finally.

And while I'm still the trampy one with her bra strap hanging off her shoulder- the other girls don't look at me the way they used to, or at least they way I thought they did.

Thanks girls... I appreciate your sentiments more than you know.

the end of the summer pics

Mostly Danny... Mike will hate that I posted these- but he doesn't read this blog anyway. He looks pretty good here- not so thin. The facebook folk may not recognize him cause he's about 80 pounds lighter than you remember him to be.

What do you mean, you don't have a rabbit??

I changed my background again. I don't know why, this place needed a facelift, I think. If I don't like it I will go back to the other one. I'll try this out for a while though.

So I signed up and I'm a Temptation Parties Consultant. Starting to feel a weird pang of 'what have I done?' but if nothing else I just bought like 8 new dildos- and that's worth $140 in itself I guess. That's less than $20 each, and there's a Rabbit in there, so you know- that right there is worth at least $60. Wait, you don't HAVE a rabbit? I have THREE of them!

*The original rabbit, where the controller is connected by a wire and it takes three C batteries.
*A rechargeable rabbit- that takes no batteries and the controller is at the base.
*My NEW rabbit that takes 4 AA batteries, the controller is at the base... and ummm, it thrusts. Can you say... "hell yeah!!"

I have a few people interested in having parties, and really I don't want to do more than two shows a month, maybe three. School takes a lot of mental energy and this class is relatively simple, I don't expect them to stay that way.

Anyway, so I'm gonna try to do a few shows a month- I'm not trying to make millions here- but it will get me out of the house, I can meet new people make SOME money and have a platform to say cunt and cock. Ok, so maybe I won't say 'cunt.' Perhaps I'll go with something nice like 'vag' or 'pussy'. "Vagina" doesn't bother me- but only when used in an anatomical sense. So my mind is filled with ideas for party games. I really DOUBT I will play "who here can deep throat?" cause that will just lead that way for demonstrations and I am not sure I want to go there.

Yesterday I commented that I am on my meds. They are back in my body and taking effect, I can tell because at night, I'm tired. One of the things the Lexapro did for me was help me to sleep at night. It's hard to stay up until 12am studying or otherwise because by 9:30- I'm TIRED. You'd think I was almost 40.

Well, ok, so maybe I AM almost 40. like in 3 years, whatever bitches.

must stop spending

I didn't go crazy spending... but I went through like $1500 in a week. Ok, so I paid at least two months each of my cell phone, electric, and cable bill. that right there is like $1000. I'm not going to stress it- just be careful. I think I should give myself an allowance.

Mike tends to want me to spend money too. Fast food, and 'hey lets go do this' and 'hey can I get this.' I have a hard time saying no- which explains a lot. But I need to chill out and not go crazy with my spending. This padding has to last me until January.

I am quick to want to blame him for everything, sometimes I feel like since he knows there's some extra money in the bank, he has all these things he needs or wants. I gave him money for the month- he gets nothing else. I hate being like, here's your allowance- cause that seems kinda fucked up- but you know, he won't be ASKING me for money and it's not like he NEEDS to be buying a lot. Money is always a source of contention. I know he will be out of the money I gave him and this system will not last long.

Really, I'd just rather he leave me alone all together. That was my hope. He's got some money for his stupid spending and he will just sort of leave me alone. Lets see if he offers to buy ME a meal once in a while.

I swear, I'm taking my meds.

Where my shopping dollars go.

I went to the swap meet today. Not the big one in Costa Mesa but the smaller ghetto one that is local to my house in Cypress. There's two parts to the swap meet- the front, where it's people reselling stuff that is new and 'the back' where it's people selling off their old crap. I hate the back of the swap meet. There's no shade, there's no food vendors- just people and big piles of stuff. Yes, sometimes you can find some interesting things. Cool ashtrays, tea kettles, fancy boxes and sometimes tools for like fifty cents. I get why people like it.

However, I'm not a shopper to begin with. It's not ingrained into me so I will walk through, stop if something catches my eye- and be out of there in like an hour. I am more of a destination shopper. Today I went looking for socks. I got 18 pairs of socks for $10 today. (3-packs were 3 for $5) I bought Alex some picks for his guitar. 4 for $1.00, I bought a new keyboard for Alex's computer cause since he spilled the soda in his, it just doesn't work the same. Mike got his watch band changed out and three links removed for $5.

Bargain shopping is cool, I mean I kick ass with double coupons and a sale flyer. I learned from my mom, who taught me that if I am smart, I can get paper, paper towels, and air freshener for .38 cents. She used to have us all go through a different line with the stuff, coupons and a dollar. She's a genius that way.

I think my mothers proudest day was when I called her and told her that I got all $100 of groceries for $36. Yeah, I really did.

I can kick ass too.

Everyone's an expert at something.

Can I interest you in a vibrator?

So I'm going to go ahead and sign up with Temptation Parties, a la Adam & Eve who I do reviews with already.  I'll talk about my sex toy consultant adventures here- so you all can follow along.

Step 1, sign the papers and fax them in

Step 2, buy more stuff

Step 3,  book a few parties

Step 4, work out my schpiel

Step 5, sell vibes and dildos and make some money

I have no problem standing in front of people and doing this.  I've sold things that I care less about.  This will be fun and really, when girls get drunk, we talk about sex- often.  So why not?

Mike is less than thrilled about it, "What will we tell our parents??"

Ummmmm, that I am paying the electric AND cable bill by selling dildo's.  I mean- who cares?  If any of them ever thought that I wasn't some sort of sexual deviant, well they are way behind the pack.  That's what Mike likes best about me.

Cause it sure the fuck isn't the way I cook!!

HNT and not much else...

So now that my blog us being updated on facebook, there's a good chance that I'm being seen by my old high school friends. I won't, however let that deter me from my blogger, or getting the opportunity to show off my cleavage now and again.

So here's my picture for Half Nekkid Thursday.



I got a tripod so I can take picture now withoput a flash and have them be nice and steady. Lets hope my pictures greatly improve now.



With that, I'm fucking exhausted. Have a great Thursday and be prepared for me to tell you more about my research into the world of home sex parties. Getting closer to picking one.

Boobs and Porn and Dildos, Oh My!

I totally submitted to Tits for Troops this week cause I like to show my support, and you know, I do what I can. It's important, really.



And all I see is "oh my god- hello hips. Is that twisted? I mean 90% of this photo is boobs and what I see is the two curves that swing WIDE outwards. I know, it's twisted and self depricating, but really, it's part of my charm.

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I got a new book in the mail today "Male Domination and Female Submission." I am doing a book review on Amazon for it. I love reading good erotica almost as much as I love writing it- but something about getting dirty books in the mail is particularly sexy, don't you think? It's as if amidst the bills I'm not paying and the ads for produce and hair care products, there's a place in this world where it's perfectly ok to leave the vanilla at the door and get dragged around by your hair.

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Speaking of leaving vanilla at the door, I'm thinking about becoming a sex toy consultant and doing those home parties and stuff. I need a way to make some extra money, and I've done the candles and the crafty stuff.

I don't scrap book and I don't burn candles. I don't cook either, nor do make fancy baskets or organize my cabinets into plastic containers.

But dildos, I know. I know that some of those sex toy parties can really be an insane bore. Where a smartly dressed lady goes around calling the clit "the doorbell" (even though women have been explaining for years that it is not something to be PUSHED!) and referring to anal play as "upside down cake" when really it's just toys that go in your butt. I mean, really- buttsex isn't for everyone, but let not compare it to baked goods ok?

I'm trying to find a good company that sells a variety of toys, not just the pretty rabbit vibes, but some edgier stuff also. That does not jack up the prices and I can still make a decent profit. The Hitchaci Magic Wand sells for under $50 almost everywhere online, so I am not going to present it for $75. So far I'm looking at Temptation Parties, who is run by Adam and Eve who I already work with. Their prices are the most reasonable, and I think that makes a difference.

Here are some of my ideas for party games and ice breakers:

"Who here can deep throat?"
"Who's the most experienced/ AKA: a bigger slut than me!"
"The WORST Oral sex Story wins a prize!"
"It's ok to like buttsex, but you don't have to tell!"
"Advice you wish someone had told you about blowjobs."

Really, can you imagine one of my parties?? I think I'd be wildly popular. Wouldn't you like to attend one.

I can see if I can get a whole group of women to say the word CUNT outloud.

Oh that would be a good day.

I've been addicted to you....

I'm so hollow.

I married my father.

I think I did. Really.

I remember more bad things about my step-dad than good. That's cause he really WAS a major dick for a lot longer than he was ever a decent guy. That happened the last few years before he died. The other 11 years he was married to my mom, he really was a prick. He was the only dad I really remember. Unfortunately I have very few memories of my read dad, who died when I was 9.

My step dad locked himself in his room a lot. We assumed he was just in there ignoring us. Maybe he was sleeping, I don't know. There was a lock on the door. He went through phases where he would come out and be semi social, sometimes kind of funny. Sometimes a decent guy- even though there was always this undertone of "Don't piss me off."

Eggshells everywhere.

The husband is very much the same. He goes through these phases where he's a pretty cool guy. He is good with the kids, he keeps the house clean and cooks and does all sorts of normal guy stuff- just so long as you don't piss him off. Then as mysteriously as he came, he's gone again. He's been in bed since Wednesday. And no- not REALLY in bed 24 hours a day, but like 18 hours. He comes out to eat and leave a mess, he grumbles at the kids. And sometimes just to be a bitch I make him come out and watch the kids so I can go do something I don't really NEED to do.

Last night we went to my mom's for a family party that he didn't attend. I came home and brought him some food. And some of My sister in law's AMAZING banana pudding.

OMG this is like bananas and crack
mixed in cream cheese
and covered in cookies.

Crack pudding with bananas.

Which would probably explain why he ate it all. Between 10PM last night, and 6AM this morning.

He ate all the Banana Crack Pudding!

Why am I even surprised??

Now I don't know that my step dad would have done THAT- but it's a characteristic trait. It's that "OMG you are such a selfish prick and THIS is why we don't like you" sort of thing that my dad had, that my husband has.

My mom and step dad were married for 13 years when he died. I really hope I don't have to wait 4 more years...

Real big brains.... (HNT)

If you don't think this is sexy, click... and see what I got in the mail yesterday....

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday!!