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| Thank you for taking the time to visit my world - my life journey in words. I invite you to follow along with me as I life each day fully, with no pretentions. What you will find here is a sharing of my innermost thoughts, my happiness, my frustrations, my sadness, my fears, my oddities, and, so much more. I am quite happy with who and what I am, as my life is ever so blessed. Like all of us, I have many different sides. I don't feel the need to justify myself to anyone, not in the slightest. While I am not everyone's cup of tea, common courtesy and respect is expected, not only to myself, but also all others who may share their views/experiences on my page. There is no tolerance for judgments or drama here - the practice of FUCKTARDISM is strongly prohibited. As the saying goes, "Misery Luves Company". If this is YOU, please take your circus elsewhere, as I only allow good, healthy stuff into my life. |
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Quote Of The Day: 1/4/19
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Posted:Jan 4, 2019 2:37 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2019 2:14 pm
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"Tolerance implies no lack of commitment to one's own beliefs. Rather it condemns the oppression or persecution of others" - John F. Kennedy
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Quote Of The Day: 1-3-19
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Posted:Jan 3, 2019 8:10 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2019 2:14 pm
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"Try to be a rainbow in someone's cloud" - Maya Angelou
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Quote Of The Day: 1-2-19
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Posted:Jan 2, 2019 5:18 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2019 2:13 pm
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"With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts" - Eleanor Roosevelt
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Quote Of The Day: 1-1-19
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Posted:Jan 1, 2019 7:06 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2019 2:13 pm
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"Tomorrow hopes we have learned something from yesterday" - John Wayne …
Mistakes: a tool we use to make better choices going forward …
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Fear Factor: Anchovies ... :)
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Posted:Aug 24, 2018 10:09 am
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2018 8:21 am
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Wednesday nite, my hubby and I had dinner with a girl that he is dating. This was my first time meeting her - she's fucking awesomeness - I like her a lot!
As we were discussing what my hubby was going to have, the waitress, all of like 21 was walking up to the table. Apparently, she heard some of the conversation ... oopsie ...
Me: Those are nasty - not kissing you after you eat them ... C - I'll kiss you after you eat them ... Waitress: "the look" ... Me: Uuummm - ya, we are different ... Waitress: LOL ... interesting conversation ... Hubby: Do you like anchovies? Waitress: Never had one. They look gross ... Me: Ya, they are nauseating ... C: laffing ... Hubby: Five bucks straight up if you try one ... Waitress: LOL ... let me think bout it ...
She takes our order and leaves. We are taking bets on whether or not she will do it - LOL ... upon her return with our drinks ( I ordered a choco-banana smoothie = beverage-gasm), my hubby counts out 5 ones and puts them on the table. " considering it", and she laffs. "If I do, I'll have to do it the back, afraid it mite come back up." I explain the ground rules: we need to see it or it didn't happen. She leaves and then the General Manager comes up, introduces himself and makes sure everything is good. Then he says, "she's freaking out back there - LOL - think she's gonna do it!!" It's near closing time and another waitress tells us she is going to video it on a cell phone and that the anchovy eating waitress is freaking out like they do in Fear Factor - LOL ... we had already decided we were going to give her the 5 bucks for being such a good sport even if she didn't do it - waitress make a very low hourly rate ...
About 15 minutes later, the two waitresses come out. She did it - we watch the video and laff our asses off - all of us. The look on her face as it was going down her throat was priceless!
She snapped up her five ones with a smile and laffed. Tipped her 20 bucks in addition to the five for playing "Fear Factor" with us. Kalamata Olives are next - she can thank the General Manager for that tidbit of info ...
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Pseudo Coffee Date …
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Posted:Aug 23, 2018 5:16 am
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2018 4:44 am
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What was supposed to be a coffee date turned into a 15 minute “hi, I don't have much time today, I work second shift and need to do some stuff first before work”, thru car windows. “I just wanted to meet you real quick so can see that a nice guy - that you will feel more comfy with me the next time we meet.” Ya, I wasn't too happy. Having been down this road before, several times, this is one of the reasons why the max willing to drive is 10 minutes …
After 4 days, nothing. Okies, I got it, he wasn't physically attracted to me in person. And, all good with this. Why can't people just be HONEST …
On day 7, I get a “hey”. Not much to say to that – I was cordial. Done with putting TIME and EFFORT into someone who only an OPTION to = I give what I get. He then asked if I thought bout him. “Uuummm – NO” …
After a few minutes, his next text comes in. As if we had spent hours together and been in contact numerous times a day since our pretend coffee date, “tell me”. Seriously dude? I just fucking told you douche-bag. Cause, ya, apparently, getting a response other than the one you WANT means I didn't answer …
A few hours later, “HELLO????” A few phone calls for good measure. You know, just to be sure that I didn't have a lapse of judgment, that I really do want to be his flavor of the day. Cause, ya, he's the best thing since sliced bread ...
The chances of me being some losers fuck fest are rite up there with me becoming strictly a lesbian = I luv COCK. A lot. And, I give an EPIC FUCKING BLOW JOB …
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Hitachi Heaven ... :)
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Posted:May 29, 2018 4:32 am
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2018 4:27 am
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I discovered the Hitachi Magic Wand bout 10 years ago, Mr H, as I affectionately refer to him. Our relationship continues to reach new heights - as does my imagination. He's given birth several times, 14 to be exact ...
His most memorable death was when I electrocuted myself ... LOL ... going from low to high he just bit the dust. This can't be happening, I thought as I kept turning him on and off, hoping he would come back to life. Throwing him on the floor in a fit of sexual frustration, it took a few moments to realize that my left kneecap felt weird. Turning on the lites, I could see why. It was black - like tar. And, ya, I picked up Mr H again, flicking the on/off button like my life depended on it. Cause, ya, he's just resting ... LOL ... no, he was dead. No signs of life. After the shock wore off - Amazon Prime to the rescue ...
The next morning, I broke the news to my hubby. "Mr H had an accident - he's hot breathing. We need to give him a proper burial." A few hours later, my hubby carried him in homage to the dumpster, singing "Amazing Grace". After tossing him in, I said a few words. "May Mr H rest in peace." Then, this: "you know, trixie, giving a fucking vibrator a memorial wasn't exactly on my bucket list. I can't believe you actually talked me into this?!"
His body wasn't even cold when his kin arrived - pretty much attacked the UPS dude. Ya, he wasn't exactly thrilled bout this. My new relationship flourished = happy girl!!! Tho, it didn't take but like 6 months for him to leave me. A short in his cord from overhandling - LOL ...
The current generation, number 15, gave birth a few days ago. We've already started to forge an incredibly satisfying relationship = 8 speeds -8 vibration patterns. Looking forward to our continued journey together ...
To say that I am hard on sex toys would be an understatement - I've sent many a vibes to their untimely demise. They go down without a fight, unlike the fucking machine that I killed. His death was a bit more complex. He stalled out several times, gasping for air, before finally taking his last breath. Ya, apparently, my pelvic muscles are pretty strong! I felt horrible - these are very costly. Of course, I offered to buy him a new one. "I just can't believe it broke" - LOL - "thought those things were indestructible! Dam, girl, I'm totally impressed!!!" He got that one brand new at an auction I found out for a super good price. So, he was kind enuf to not let me replace. He had gotten two, one of which he was going to sell, so, had a backup. Tho, this: "trixie, luv you, but you won't be using the new one!"
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Stencil Shopping ... :)
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Posted:May 20, 2018 6:55 am
Last Updated:Jan 3, 2019 12:48 pm
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In need of new stencils for my temporary brand pretties done with a soldering iron - LOL - headed to the craft store. Walking thru the store, some dude asked me if I needed help ...
Me: no, I'm good. Just looking for stencils ... Him: they are located in several different places, depending on what you want them for ... Me: oh, great, thanks! Him: I can help you find the kind you are looking for ... Me: appreciate that, tho, I'm good. Thanks ... Him: are they for wood? Me: no ... Him: are they for scrap-booking? Me: no ... Him: are they for stained glass? Me: no ... Him: are they for furniture ... Me: no ... Him: are they for walls ... Me: no ... Him: not sure what else they could be for ... Me: it's complex ... Him: what do you mean? Me: again, thanks, appreciate your assistance. Tho, I'll take a walk round the store and find them ... Him: if you just tell me what you need them for ... Me: ya, again, it's complex ... Him: I'm only trying to do my job ... Me: I get that, but, I'm good on my own ... Him: just let me help you ... Me: okies, fine, my body. Temporary brand. Soldering iron. Masochist ... Him: you stencil your body???? (with a look of horror) Me: ya, with a soldering iron. Masochist ... Him: *blank stare* (silence) Me: alrity then ... (walking away)
It took some time before I found some I like. Headed to the counter - hoping he wouldn't be waiting on me. But, ya, figures. Putting them on the counter, he started to ring them up without a word. He couldn't even really even look at me - LOL ...
Him: (as I'm walking away) "freak" in a low voice ... (I've got perfect hearing)
Me: (turning round) ... ya, I am ... thanks!!!! (with a smile, but, of course) ...
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Baby Lock-Ness Snake ... :)
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Posted:Jan 25, 2018 3:46 pm
Last Updated:Feb 1, 2018 7:33 pm
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The other day I was down the basement emptying the dehumidifier from the small flood of the melted snow that gets in under the foundation. There was still an area that still had contained water in it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something moving. I got a little closer - it's tiny little head slithered up. Like seriously - what the fuck - was like a baby lockness snake thingy of some sort ... LOL ... swimming away, not a care in the world. I had to kill it, tho, not sure how to make this happen, plus, not lose site of him. My OCD and ADD were throwing sand at each other - UGH! The only think I could find was a dust pan. Like, rite, I'm going to just be able to oop him out of the water like poop out of a little box, ya, no, that wasn't gonna happen. I did the next best thing came crashing into my head ... started to chop his little body in half with the edge of the dustpan - CHOP - CHOP - CHOP. It was still moving - even tho in pieces. I watched it for awhile, totally thought it was going to regenerate - LOL ... I was completely obsessing and had to just walk away ...
A few days later, the water was finally g. Off I went to search. Looked like ene of a crime ... LOL ...
*SIDE NOTE: We have a pretty big yard, and sometimes those nasty slugs get in from under the back door. Bout a month ago, I was going to throw away something in the trash can in bare feet and stepped on something slimy, so gross, figured it was a slug. Uuumm - ya - NO - it's head came up and it hissed at me - so not kewl. Wonder if it was the same that I ended up MASSACRING ...
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Christmas Mad-Libs ... :)
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Posted:Dec 27, 2017 8:19 pm
Last Updated:Jan 9, 2018 2:30 pm
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After having a yummy dinner with chosen family/friends, out came the HUGE Christmas mab-libs book I scored a few months ago. Of course, being politically incorrect, gotta add a touch of kink. As it was a small gathering, severyone had a chance to be the "reader" and have other fill in the blanks ...
It was the last one of the nite - number 6. Since I was going to be last for answers, went to tinkle. I got back just before my turn, tho, I had no idea who said what. So, when it was time to read the completed product, ya, way too funny ...
"The highlite of every Christmas is seeing my AUNT TRIXIE make her entrance. She always wears the craziest PUSSY LIPS. For example, last year she wore earrings that looked like giant Christmas FINGERS, a sweatshirt with Santa's BELLY BUTTON on the front, and socks with red and white candy ORGASMS on them. She also wore a snowflake pin with a flashing PINK lite that played "Santa Claus Is Coming to LIECHTENSTEIN and she carried a PENIS made out of tinsel. To top it all off, she tied bells to her FEET so she would jingle when she PISSED! Gosh, that was almost as funny as the year she wrapped her entire SPHINCTER in Christmas lites!"
Other notable lines from the nite were:
"In a one-TURTLE open PUSSY ... MASTURBATING all the way ... HITACHI'S on bobtails ring ... making PUBIC HAIR bright ... what fun it is to SHIT and sing a sleighing song tonite ..."
Gather 1008 of your GREGORIUS friends and families BUTTPLUGS together ... Frosty the "DILDO-man ... put Santa VIBRATORS on everyone's head and ANAL FIST onto your neighbors house ...
My true JISM gave to me ... a partridge of in an ANAL CANAL ... and an UGLY tree ... two GUZZLING doves ... three DRIPPING ITCHES ... two PAINFUL SWEATY BALLS ... and a in a SATANIC ANAL BEAD ...
It was fucking hysterical. You know, those kinds of laffs when you can't breathe, when you can't get any oxygen ...
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Slip Of The Tongue: An Oopsie Moment ... :)
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Posted:Nov 9, 2017 9:20 pm
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2017 9:14 pm
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Over the weekend, I spent some time with 2 of my D/s sisters, one of which had their non-kinky blood sister (M) visiting from out of town. It can be super hard being in the company of vanilla people - not being able to talk freely - not being able to be true to thine own self. Having to put on a facade can be very draining, you do your best to figure it the fuck out. Yet, even the simplest of topics can sometimes be an "oospie" ... like this:
Me: Some of my OCD traits aren't as bad as other. The balls on my nipple piercings have to match - I can't have different colors - drives me fucking insane ...
M: Totally get that - LOL ... T is like that too ...
T: I've never seen trixie's boobs not matching. If she loses one ball she freaks the fuck out - LOL ...
Me: LOL ... ya, I can't even look at or touch my boobs ...
B: Trix, glad you like the ones I gave you. The eternity rings look really good on you ...
Me: Currently, I have in purple devils with munchkin horns - LOL ... fucking luv them ...
T: Ohhhh, nice ...
M: Exactly how many TIMES have you both SEEN trixie's BOOBS?
Me: Oh, good fucking lordy ...
B: Pass the bottle of wine, please ...
T: Get your own bottle ...
M: And, WHY you were looking at them?
B: I luv this wine ...
Me: How many more bottles are there?
T: Probably not enuf ...
B: Definitely not enuf ...
Me: Absolutely not enuf ...
T: Out of nowhere, the bus just comes along ...
B: I wasn't driving ...
Me: Pretty sure I was driving. Tho, I didn't cause the crash ...
M: This is getting weird ...
B: This isn't even close to weird for us ...
T: You have no idea ...
Me: Not in the slightest ...
M: Somehow, I don't think I want to know ...
B: Probably not ...
T: Definitely not ...
Me: Absolutely not ...
And, ya, on that note, was time for a topic change ... LOL ... boobs to baking = not so much an easy transition ...
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Morning – Like Some Bible?
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Posted:Aug 23, 2017 7:38 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2017 9:59 am
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The strangest things always happen to me - in stores - parking lots - walking down the street - in other people's houses. Like touching the self check out and causing a power outage. Or, when it's my turn for a Tarot Card reading, the transformer in a Condo complex blows. Being stalked in a food store - a person thinking I was someone else. And, yeah, getting my shopping cart stolen ... LOL ...
I had to make a quick trip to Walmart. As I was approaching my car to leave, taking my earphones out, I heard a feint voice. I turned round to find two older women sitting in the car next to mine. Politely, I said “excuse me?” The women sitting in the drivers seat spoke up. "Would you like some bible this morning?" Yeah, this I definitely wasn't prepared for. Two topics I try to stand clear of - RELIGION AND POLITICS - it never ends well. Some are just simply incapable of discussing these without becoming OBNOXIOUS AND INGORNANT ...
It took me a minute or so to realize exactly what she asked me - to process it. I nicely replied "I am not into organized religions - the spiritual side of things suits me more (= no thank you). You have a great day!" She wished me well also ...
Started my car - plugged in my IPOD. Nine Inch Nails was on. Of course, rite at the line "Fuck Me Like An Animal" blarring. I could feel their eyes burning a whole rite thru me. Casually, I turned down the volume, acting as if I didn't know they were starting at me. As I was putting my seatbelt on, “are you sure you don't want some bible?!?!" Guess they saw the gates of hell surround my car, which was engulfed in flames. My destiny – to swirl downward into fire and brimstone …
I really wanted to say, “WOW, FUCKING SERIOUSLY LADY”. Tho, I knew that in doing so, I wouldn't LIKE the PART of ME that went there. And, the Empath part of me wouldn't exactly think my behavior was stellar by any means …
In a very kind and tactful manner, I replied, “No, thank you, Maam. Again, you have a nice day.” With that, I turned up the volume on my I-POD. Life is full of ironies. “REM - “Losing My Religion”. This is just one of those times …
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Breaking Ties ...
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Posted:May 25, 2017 8:43 pm
Last Updated:Jul 19, 2017 7:32 pm
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Reconnecting and trying to remain friends always seems like a good idea … in theory. It doesn't take long to realize that, yeah, in reality … not so much ...
And the texting ensues ...
Me: Uuummm – you call twice and don't leave a message ... Him: I wanted to hear your voice. Me: Let me guess, you are in NJ? Him: I will be soon for a few weeks. Me: How's Florida treating you? Him: It's great. Things are going really well. Me: That's awesomeness - happy for you ... Him: The only thing that would make it better is if you were here with me. Me: How are the ? Him: just started college. Still good at subject changing I see? Me: LOL – one of my strong life points ... Him: Dinner? Me: Could be ... Him: I would luv to see you. Me: Let's see how it goes ... Him: It's been so long since I felt your body next to mine. Me: How's work going? Him: Semi-retired. Me: That's great! Him: Do you still do that thing with your nose in the heat of the moment? Me: LOL – probably so ... Him: Miss your beautiful lips on my cock, the best blowjobs I ever had. Me: Nice memories are good ... Him: Let's make a few more. Me: I'm not going to be intimate with you ... Him: When you see me you will change your mind. Me: Uuuumm – yeah – no … I wont ... Him: Don't you luv me anymore? Me: I didn't say that ... Him: I can make hotel reservations for after dinner. Me: I'm sure you can. But, yeah, no … Him: Why are you denying yourself something we both know you want? Me: Wants – needs – there is a difference ... Him: You need my cock in your mouth. Me: What I need is this: for you to by my FRIEND before anything else ... Him: We are friends. Me: We don't speak for months and you call this a friendship – eh ... Him: It's always you who stops talking to me. Me: Uuuum – yeah – exactly …
10 years is a long time to keep the faith that he's going to change. 3 years of dating – 7 years of contact every like 6 months or so. And, yeah, I'm always hopeful when he reaches out to me that things will be different. And, when the same thing happens that always happens, for days after, I struggle within myself, trying to figure out why I can't wash this man out of my life … for like the millionth time …
His behavior was the same as always – mine was the same as always. Tho, this time, there was something different. This “click” went off in my head and the door closed. Taking a deep breath, I locked it. Letting him go – I discarded the key into the Universe. And, there it shall forever remain ...
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