Thoughtful Thursday

Love and hug those around you while you can.

Today I am asking for good vibes and prayers and any other positive thoughts for my dear friend D. She had an MRI last week, and I haven't heard from her since. I am concerned for her health (physical & mental).

Update from last week: S is back home and getting stronger, and D from work is getting better too.

Wicked Wednesday

I know what today is, and I know there will be MANY posts remembering what happened 12 years ago in the US. I remember where I was, how I felt and the actions I took to try to maintain a peaceful setting for the people around me. However, today is also Wednesday and I am choosing to focus on the fun in my life at the moment.
Wicked Wednesdays all began with this post.

This week's wickedness is not courtesy of drunken debauchery, but a close call bordering on cautionary tale. So I am on my period at the moment. No clue how long it will last. The last one went for 15 days and ended only 16 days before this one started. I have an appointment with my OB/Gyn this Friday to discuss how much this is cramping my style and what to do about it. I cannot enjoy my own climaxes with Corky at the moment, but there is no reason she should be on lock down. I think practice makes perfect and LOVE bringing her pleasure. After The Boys went to bed, we were in the kitchen and I really wanted her to climax. We were getting there, and I moved us to the garage futon. We managed to get to her climax pretty quickly which was a good thing. As she was coming down and still writhing in pleasure (possibly pulling an already strained butt muscle), the dogs caused a commotion rushing to the door separating the garage from the kitchen. I jumped up and over the back of the futon, leaving Corky in her partially dressed state, rushed to the door and almost knocked out The Youngest opening it. It surprised him & he asked what we were doing out there. I said looking for something and cleaning up (not entirely a lie ;-)). He was quickly followed by The Oldest - at about the time Corky emerged, blushing... I washed up a bit and asked them what exactly they were doing back downstairs, and I honestly don't have a clue what they said, or what our discussion was. I did manage to get them to go back to bed, and Corky and I just had a laugh and I told her that life with kids means carving out time whenever you can. She was relieved that The Boys didn't walk in on us (me too)!

Monday Morning Weekend Wrap-up

Thursday
Corky and I have been having still more fun. She spent a couple of nights at my house last week. Neither of us slept that much the first night because of late night in bed activities, and having to sleep on the uncomfortable futon. Also, the sides of the futon we slept on didn't really work for us. The second night, we switched sides, and were exhausted, and slept really much better. The in bed activities were planned, but not executed because I was so punchy when we went to bed and broke out in a complete giggle fit that lasted about 30 minutes, with her joining in. We just laughed so hard - me almost to the point of peeing... The risk associated with being of a certain age and having given birth to two HUGE babies. Not to be undone, we continued activities in the morning. :-D. She has changed my mind on so many things (none of which I am at liberty to discuss in a public forum...). Suffice it to say, I now enjoy my sex life more than ever.

Friday
Worked while Corky hung out for a bit at the house. Spent the afternoon working in the classroom and preparing for the annual Tie Dye extravaganza at school. Picked up The Boys from school and let them just relax while I napped for about an hour. Corky joined us after dinner and we all hung out. The boys argued with me about bed time because it was Friday, but I wanted to go to bed early too. I did, after giving them an extra 90 minutes and a warning about being ill behaved in the morning.

Saturday
I slept until 10, which ended up being about 12 hours of sleep that I must have desperately needed. The Boys fought to the point of losing screen time for the day. The Oldest finished his homework, we talked about the incomplete work he turned in during the week and how that impacts his grades. We ate lunch and went to the pool. We all swam and goofed around until the water in my ears got to be too much and I couldn't hear and had a really bad attack of vertigo, with a headache. I got out to lay down and Corky stopped by after work. It's been about 100 degrees for a couple of days and it was nice to cool down a bit. Came home and I balanced my finances, which always bums me out. After a summer that included three trips for me, I have to stop doing anything for myself for a while, lest I go broke... We had dinner and played cards: fibber, 21 & no limit Texas holdem'. I gave The Boys no bed time with the agreement that one whine, complaint, attitude or fight tomorrow will result in them losing 30 minutes from their bedtime permanently. We'll see how that goes. If they can maintain a civil discourse for the day, I give them 30 minutes added to their bed time permanently. They chose to go to bed at 9, at which point I fell asleep on the couch with the dogs. I woke up at 11:20 and hauled myself to bed. By then it had cooled off to a reasonable 75.

Sunday
Woke up a little earlier, to a call from animal control for a noise complaint from Labor Day. I'd been home most of the day, and locked the dogs inside when I went to dinner, but 2 people assertion that the dogs were on the patio barking. Not sure how that could be though. I think my neighbor (the bully) is trying to get me to move, and has his friends call in when he knows I'm not home. Ass hat. I may have to go back to having The Oldest practice his instruments on the patio. Crap start to my day, though the officer is pretty cool. Going to research bark collars now. Because the heat continued, I let The Boys pick our activity today within financial reason. They settled on The Jungle, though I was pushing for an outdoor free activity that would include the dogs. While there, I realized how grateful I am that they are no longer toddlers, and that whistles make a seriously annoying party favor for a 4 year old's birthday party. This was evidenced by my twitching for the first 30 minutes while that party wound down with the whistles, building to full blown tantrums before leaving. The boys sweat it out climbing all over and played a bunch of video games. We had water, but I couldn't do a full blown eating spree. Came home, made pizza and guacamole and Corky came by. I'd missed her all day and was so glad to see her. She sat in on our poker game, and we had another giggle fit started by her pouring ice water down my top, and my smacking her butt, which caused her such surprise that she may have pulled a muscle, which caused us to laugh even harder, and when I tried to stop, I swallowed, but she said I looked like a chicken - cue another giggle fit. I played the below video - cue another giggle fit.


The Youngest jumped out from around a corner, making all three of us scream - cue another giggle fit. We were laughing to the point of my snorting and both of us sounding like Muttley (of Snidely & Muttley). I pointed that out - cue another giggle fit.

I said I'd have to call her Old MacDonald because of all the farm animal noises I was making - cue another giggle fit. Really glad I didn't pee myself, because we were seriously doubled over for a good 40 minutes, just laughing.

I hope you all have just as fun a week as mine has begun - to a great adventure!

Thoughtful Thursday

Love and hug those around you while you can.

Today I am asking for good vibes, prayers, positive energy, light and love for two of my dearest friends and a co-worker.

My co-worker, D has a slipped disc in her back - bad enough to pop a rib out causing her to be out of breath and unable to use her arms. I am hoping she will have seen a medical person about this prior to you even reading this blog.

My first boyfriend, S has been very sick for two weeks, ending up in hospital over the weekend with nearly failed kidneys. He was doing better on Tuesday, and may in fact be home by now. He is waiting on cultures from his intestines, and further treatment, but at least he is hydrated and keeping food in his system. He either lost 30 pounds during these weeks, or hospital gowns and non-slip socks have become more slimming than I remember. I hope this will be the kick in the ass he needs to take better care of himself.

My most dear friend D had a brain MRI yesterday and is awaiting results. My hope is that the full brain radiation she had did it's job and her scan is clear. Or at least, there is no further growth of her brain mets. If so, it means she can go on another drug trial, that will hopefully be the one that saves her from this cancer.

I hope you are all well, and grateful for the state of good health you enjoy.

Tableau Tuesday Weekend Wrap Up

A four day weekend? Sweet. With pics? AWESOME!

Friday:
Took a vacation day to go with Corky to San Francisco to see Priscilla Queen of the Dessert, and it was fabulous! Dinner at Market Street Grill was OK, the musical was so fantastic. The costumes and makeup and music - just spectacular! Drinks after at the Pied Piper. the only weird thing was that we were with (among others) two of Corky's exes. They were playing games to provoke us. I couldn't care less though. Corky and I spent the night at the Palace Hotel - historic landmark, and the most comfortable bed I have EVER slept in. EVER. Of course, being physically exhausted following the late night, in room activities could have something to do with it...

Saturday:
Slept in a bit before heading to the Garden Court for breakfast. There is just something about being under that stained glass atrium. It makes you feel important and valued. Spent the rest of the day working our way around the city taking pictures, walking around, touring the Walt Disney Family Museum and the Presidio, and then in traffic on the way home. I failed to mention earlier that this weekend is when the Bay Bridge is switching to the new span. The span has been in the works since the last big earthquake in 1989, when a portion of the bridge collapsed, causing fatalities. The drive home across the bay bridge usually takes 45 minutes. Across the Golden Gate in stop & go, then the Richmond bridge - over 2 hours. Got to my parents to pick up my dogs & FINALLY told them about Corky. I was so nervous. Regardless of the fact that I am a 46 year old ADULT, I was freaked. Corky waited in the car and My mom came out to help me load something and met her. I gathered the dogs and was on my way out, but had to tell them. Bolstered by Corky's presence, this is how it went down:
Me: Before I leave I have to tell you (pause for a deep breath) I am dating someone and SHE is waiting in the car.
Mom: I figured
Dad: You aren't going to bring her in to meet us?
Me: Well I didn't think it was fair, considering I hadn't told you.
Mom: So, have you always been attracted to women and men?
Me: Yes, I have. Always.
Mom: So you are Bi then?
Me: Yep
Dad: Is everything OK?
Me: Yeah, Dad. Yeah it's really good. (smiling)
Dad: (Gets up and heads out to meet Corky) What are your intentions with my daughter, broad? (smiling)
Me: Dad, please don't.(rolling my eyes and smiling)
My dad met Corky, we loaded up the dogs, drove about a block and a half before I pulled over to cry and call Sis to warn her of the inevitable phone call from Mom. I am so honestly relieved, and proud of how far my folks have come since my childhood. Sis is thrilled that I finally did it, and so is Corky. So am I. Really REALLY happy.

Sunday:
I slept not at all. The cat woke me up at 3:00 and again at 4:30, and 6:00. She was pissed that I'd been gone overnight and spared nothing to tell me this. She batted me in the face, bit my hand and sat on my dresser while knocking things to the floor. Spent the mid morning and early afternoon shopping with Mom at the outlet center. We walked a little over a half a mile. She bought stuff for their upcoming cruise, and I found a blue leather moto jacket that looks AWESOME! I love it! Grocery shopped, did laundry and Corky came over for dinner. We hung out and just spent time together. I was still tired from the lack of sleep the night before, and my nose bleeds from elevated blood pressure. I cooked dinner and she took care of me while my nose bled. Found out that S, who has been sick for over a week is in the hospital and they are thinking his kidneys are having issues. JFC. I offered to harvest some from our enemies. He didn't respond.

Monday
Slept in like the dead after a couple of wake ups - one from the cat, and one from god knows what - sounded like a giant pogo stick echoing off of the buildings in my complex. Was likely the people across the street having new windows installed. At 7:20 in the morning... At 10:00 I woke up slightly disoriented, but feeling well rested. Bathed the dogs, and cleaned the house, and finished laundry. Also talked to D and told her about my coming out, and she is also relieved. She has a brain MRI scheduled for Wednesday, so I am keeping good thoughts of a clear scan. Corky is having roommate issues, and I feel bad because there is really nothing I can do for her about it. Ran errands and had dinner out with Corky. After Dinner there was an amazing double rainbow - really stunning! The Boys came home at 8:25 (5 minutes before their bed time...). Means that this morning will be oh so much fun getting them up for school.

And now a series of photos from this weekend's adventure:

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May you all have a fun filled and peaceful week!

Introducing Corky

So, the above picture is of me and my girlfriend. Her name is not Corky, but that is what I call her. I call her this because our first official date was to the New Parkway Theater to see "Bound" on a large screen. It is one of my favorite movies, starring Gina Gershon and Jennifer Tilly as lesbians conspiring against a mobster. Corky is one of the characters. Violet is the other. The showing also included a discussion about the film and how it fit into mainstream and queer cinema. The talk was hosted by Cheryl Dunye and Jiz Lee and was fun. I'd forgotten how hot the sex scene was, and was in Corkys lap by the end of the discussion. Great night. We'd been hanging out for about a month prior to that, and went to SF PRIDE together as friends. In the month since our first date, we've seen each other almost every day, and I see more beauty in her each day. She is kind hearted and a little bit goofy. She makes me smile and takes care of me. She is helping my heart to heal from it's very wounded state. I have been trying to protect my heart, but I can feel myself falling for her. I just know that I'm not quite there yet, and I want to be completely there, to give her everything she deserves, EVERY part of me, and ALL of my heart. The Boys like her and they all get along. She is horribly allergic to cats, and that means she isn't upstairs ever (where my cat lives). Also means we will not be sharing a home any time soon. So no U-Haul jokes for this relationship ;-). I am constantly surprised by everything she gives to me, all of the beauty of her soul and the fact that being with her feels like home. It is comforting and secure and nurturing. She makes me feel like I haven't felt in far too long, in a way I'd forgotten even existed, and had lost hope of ever finding. She is good for me. She makes me want to be more than who I am.

Monday Morning Weekend Wrap Up

This weekend went by fairly quickly.
Friday
Had my annual "Last Friday before school starts" Pool Party. 4 adults (5 if you count my gf), and 7 kids, snacks, and white sangria. A few hours, a bit chilly, but fun. My BFF already knows my GF, who I shall refer to as Corky for now - We'll get to all of that in another post. But my other friends finally were able to meet the woman who has put a smile on my face this summer, and who takes care of me and makes me feel loved and happy like I haven't in a very long time. In fact, one of my friends remarked that she has not ever seen me this happy in the 6 years we have known each other. It turned into a Mermaids dinner kind of night after the sangria was consumed. Managed to get The Boys to bed at a relatively decent hour, though they did NOT fall asleep as soon as I'd have liked. Corky had to work early and didn't stay past 6p.

Saturday
This was the day of my God Mother's funeral mass. I've touched on her previously here. All of her surviving brothers were there as were all of her children and grandchildren and two new great grand daughters. Many women wore hats as a nod to her preference for large hats in church, and I thought the priest was well spoken, though his homily didn't necessarily belong in a funeral, and wandered at times.

Corky worked until 1, and stopped by before heading out to her niece's wedding. The pics she sent looked like they were all having a great time, and I missed her all evening. She was scheduled to work early Sunday as well, so I didn't expect to see her at all.

I have been struggling over when to tell my parents that I have a girlfriend, have dated women this summer and found one to love. Saturday was not the day. Too many emotions already, and I couldn't add that to their already strained day.

Sunday
This was the day to dry run getting ready and to school for The Oldest. It took an hour and 15 minutes from rolling out of bed to the school. The longest parts of the routine were about 25 minutes each - shower and get dressed, and make and eat breakfast. So if he can cut either of those down, he can sleep in a little. Otherwise, his alarm will go off at around 6am. So Sunday night was 8:30 bed time. We did go to Corky's and had dinner and watched the VMAs and the 49er game for a little while. Since Corky works early, we didn't stay late.

May you all have a great week ahead of you.