Thursday and I got Nuttin.

Looked at some houses today and found one I really like. Perhaps J will buy it for me. He sent me out lookin' so we'll see. If we make an offer I'll post some pictures. Great house that has been completely remodeled right down to the marble counter tops in the kitchen. It really is nice. We are looking at houses we would have bought in our 20's which is kinda strange but we are starting over, from scratch almost, after two nasty divorces. I could be comfy in this particular house or even another one I like that would have to be gutted, painted, wood floors redone, carpet burned, fumigated too I am sure, but it has "great bones" as my realtor and friend Rhonda pointed out. It is large and could really be turned into something awesome to flip or keep. So who knows what we will end up doing.

Guess we better decide fast - the nicer of the two will sell fast!

Strip Jam 2007

One night back in December, I believe it was the night after Christmas, J asked me what I would like to do. No kids
in sight so the sky was the limit. I had no freaking idea! Ok maybe a few...

So he says “wanna play strip guitar hero – have a Strip
Jam?” Where do these ideas come from? Doesn’t that idea rock – literally and
figuratively? My response was “Hell Yeah!”

So we proceeded to set up the Playstation in our room
and hooked up the Guitar Hero III game. We have 2 guitars so that made it
really fun as we wanted to compete at the same time in a face-off. I had
several layers on and socks – so did J. We wanted this to last awhile.

We picked our characters. We chose our guitars. We
picked the skill level (easy – we suck) and then started rocking to some great
Heavy Metal songs!!

I lost the first battle and off went a sock. He lost the
second and removed the same article of clothing. In between songs we made fresh
drinks – actually about every 3^rd song. The decision had been made
to drink and strum. Is this safe? It sure made focusing interesting as the game
went on. Obviously my ability to keep up with him, being of a much smaller
size, got me buzzed faster. Oh well – it made it sooo much more interesting.

We played for a couple hours before I was finally
naked. Was there actually a loser? No way – he jumped on me fast as that last
piece of clothing slipped to the floor! Held me down and told me he was going
crazy to touch me watching me play naked. He strummed me like a finely tuned
instrument. And man did I respond!! Ha!!!

I demand a second chance.

And probably a whole lot more after that!

A new game has been created - sorry no pics!

Between my old Site, ChristyattheLake and this site... what is your favorite blog of all time? Please note the dates. There is a reason I am asking that I can not disclose at this time. Could be fun rereading some oldies but goodies.

I think I liked the one on Orgasms best on my old site... Can ya find it?

Thanks!

It happened today.

Apparently this woman does. I for some reason feel stressed, sad, angry time goes by so fast, not attractive (brushing my hair might help), ad rather desperate for... I have no idea... Lost time perhaps?

Whatever the case may be it is strange hitting a mile stone I remember my mother hitting like it was yesterday. I never imagined turning 40 before. Everyone tells me I look 10 years younger - and I think that may be true (thanks mom for that gene) but it does not change how I feel.

My best friend felt messed up on her 40th too and I told her to quit focusing on the age factor - it's just another day. I have to apologoze now cause I think I am over reacting even more. For a woman 40 is the start of everything changing. Most of it bad. Wrinkles, cellulite, beauty fading, body parts falling, men looking at younger more attractive women. Ugh. Men turn 40 and hit their prime.

Well I am going to give it my best to fight all of the above. Tomorrow will be a better day.

My mommy sent me this stuff:

To Pet
owners, or former Pet owner friends

To be
posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - pet nose height.

Dear Dogs and Cats:
The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other
dishes are mine and contain my food.  Please note, placing a paw print in
the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your
food and dish, nor
do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating
me to the bottom is not the object.  Tripping me doesn't help because I
fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed.  I am very
sorry about this.  Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure
your comfort.  Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they
sleep.  It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched
out to the fullest extent possible.  I also know that sticking tails
straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing
but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom. 
If
by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not
necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under
the edge and try to pull the door open.  I must exit through the same door
I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years --canine or feline attendance
is not required.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt.
I cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our
front door:

To All  Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About
Our Pets:
1. They live here.  You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.
That's why they call it "fur" niture.
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, they are an animal.  To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter
who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

Remember:
Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
1. Eat less
2. Don't ask for money all the time
3. Are easier to train 
4. Normally come when called
5.
Never ask to drive the car (most anyhow ->>>)
6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends
7. Don't smoke or drink
8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions
9. Don't want to wear your clothes
10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...
11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children!!

 (Disclaimer: I did not write this but isn't it cute!) 

Christmas was very magical
this year. We all slept in! That has to be a Christmas first. Started off the
day with Sammi and CJ. We cooked a nice breakfast and watched movies until
their dad picked them up in the middle of the afternoon.

Then it was just J and I.
We decided to go to the Country Club Plaza and walk around after dark so I got in the shower
and cleaned up. I wanted a truly magical night. I was also excited for him to
open his presents and was curious as to what I might get. Told myself he
probably did not get me anything because his finances are so tight, but the
little girl in my hoped and wondered. My presents were still under the tree
waiting for his hands…

After we got cleaned up I
asked him if he would like to open them. He told me “Not right now – lets save
that for when we get home.”

We left for the plaza and
we walked around under the beautiful lights. I took lots of pictures that
turned out pretty good. There is nothing like a walk through the plaza on a
cold, snowy, Christmas night. Many others agreed as there were several families
renting the services of the horse drawn carriages. I wished for that too. When
we became so cold our noses were bright red and our toes were froze we stopped
at the Irish tavern, O’Douds, and had a couple of Irish Coffees. They were so
yummy, creamy and warming.

J and I talked and
connected and enjoyed little touches and kisses. It was very romantic. After we
warmed up we braved the cold again and did some more window shopping. When we
were once again driving we decided to look at Christmas lights in some of the
more prominent parts of town. That was such a blast!

He asked if I would like to
go to a bar and play some pool. I shrugged “Why not?” So we went to a place not
far from our house and played a few games of pool and electronic bowling. Had a
few drinks and laughed at each other. Surprising fun on Christmas. When it got
to smoky we headed home.

Again I asked if he wanted
to open his presents. Again he told me not yet. It was after 10pm by this time and I told him that he had to open them
while it was still Christmas. He finally said ok and I began to realize he was
anxious. Figured that meant he had not bought me anything. I only wanted one
thing from him and it is not something that could be wrapped. So I prayed.
Again.

He opened the first gift. 2
new pairs of insulated jeans. He made me put a pair on with no panties. Kinky
shit! Of course I did it. They felt awesome. I need to get a pair! Then he
opened the next gift. When he saw it was a leather bound book he took it out of
the box and ran his hands over the cover. I became nervous. He opened it and
the first page was covered by a protective sheet that was transparent and he
could see a picture of the two of us through it. I saw him grin as he realized
what it was he was holding.

Under that picture was a
poem he had written me. On each consecutive page was either a poem by me or him
with lots of pictures from the last 2 years. As he slowly read each page I
could sometimes see tears in his eyes. As he finished the last page he closed
the book and cradled it, looked at me and said “You always seem to be able to
send me into a spin I can not recover easily from. This was the best present
ever.”

He then told me “I want to
make love to you.” He so rarely says it that way. He knew I needed to hear it –
that and more. As our bodies entangled and the moments grew more and more
intense I could feel myself totally tangling with him. He turned my head to the
side and placed his lips on my ears and he whispered. “Say it,” I begged. I
needed to hear it with no doubts. I needed to hear it loud and clear. Then it
was there “I love you” and it hung in the air and I grabbed it, and unwrapped
this most precious of gifts, with my heart and sucked it in – totally
breathless – and my world exploded in tears and ecstasy. A weight lifted and
love came crashing from all directions. We cried. I went numb for awhile
afterwards and then something dawned on me and I rolled over on top of him.

I looked deep in his eyes
and said “I need you to say it again. I need to hear you say it while looking
me in the eyes.” He smiled so sweetly – understanding. He never looked away and
then those 3 magical words – the gift I had been waiting for since meeting him
over seven years ago were spoken – from his heart – “I love you.” Never had
words spun my heart and mind and soul out of control. Words I had spoken and
prayed to hear. I smiled as I repeated the same back to him.

He then said “Now you are
mine. Now you have to love me forever.”

“That is where you are
incorrect,” I laughed at him a little because we were in such new territory. “I
give my love to you as a gift. It is something I give willingly and
unconditionally - never because I have to.” He smiled and nodded.

A little while later I
looked at him and said I want you to say it to me first thing in the morning
too. I got up to turn of the DVD player and the TV (we had thought we would
watch a movie but never did). He looked at the time on the DVD player and said
“I love you.” My gaze swung to his and he said, “It is now morning!” I laughed.
We held each other and went to sleep. I know I was smiling – I had received the
one and only gift that I really wanted.

Country Club Plaza - Kansas City, Missouri

I know I have been neglectful of you.
I know most of you understand that sometimes a break is essential.
Everything in my love life rocks.
But would someone remove my ex from the face of this planet?
Meeting with a new lawyer tomorrow to get huge chunks of my divorce decree MODIFIED and his ass KICKED OUT of my lake house.
I have an interested buyer if I can make it happen fast.
I am motivated.
Need to get my taxes done.
Jeez....

Be back with Christmas details this week. They are so awesome!