Holy cow!

Well this isn't exactly out of the Smart Bitches website.. (or as I like to call it, Man Tittie Central) but it will do pig...




I think what I like best is that the "intern" from Steven Colbert's show used essentially the same blank look on her face for two of the three shots....

HNT-55B

I took this picture today at the house to show the Porn King which appliances had been installed into the house... when I got home and opened them... I discovered this shot. It reminded me of those Ebay pictures of shiny teapots or toasters which a naked guy in the background. As PK would say, "There is a fetish site on the internet for those pictures!" And God knows PK would be aware of it.

I am not naked, but I think you guys get the idea!

HNT-55

it is a quiz....

What am I doing?

(And taking supremely bad photographs doesn't count as an answer... that is a given!)

Sweet hot nerd love

I saw this post over at Figleaf's Real Adult Sex...

Spoiling the whole bunch -- dudes vs. nerds

Figleaf asks us who we think would be better in bed? I love this... because.. well, ultimately I think they are both dorky. But when it comes to sheer sex appeal? Geeky wins every time. Maybe it is the pent up angst, maybe it is the ability to over think everything and probably because I am one myself... but I have always found nerds vastly more appealing.


Figleaf doesn't think either candidate is a 'catch'

So. Who do you think is better in bed anyway? The kind of nerdy cubicle denizen who's smart, versatile, and telecommutes in his nightgown, or the kind of arrogant but stylish art roach who spends a lot of time telling you how privileged you ought to feel getting to be with him and all.

Is there really any question? The Mac Guy is hiding behind an elaborate facade designed to hide himself from the dork that he really is. PC is his own true self... which is so much sexier...

Just thinking about this makes me nostalgic for a game with no name played by PK and his best friend and I years ago before the incident... that usually involved a long time and a lot of liquor. This game seems to be reborn into "Who Would You Rather?" feature in Nerve's Scanner Column.

I look forward to voting there and of course at Figleaf's site! But it will never be the same as the original game with me.

HNT-54

I am hoping that I haven't posted this one already.. but I saw it and liked it... It has been another long week...

I have picked out fire places, and am working on knobs, pulls and other hung accessories... (gee, that sounded dirty)

In the meantime, here is another house choice... my shower tiling... I am desperate to be able to lean against this...

Quote of the Day

"It is a weird guy rule, I will spend two hours fucking his wife, but I can't touch his guitar"

This explains men to me more than I can say...

Sunday Searching...

I am exhausted this weekend.. too many times running back and forth to volleyball games and church... Yes, I know. it may seem surprise but I am a a good catholic mother (good being relative, I suspect) who often takes her children to mass. In fact, often these days I am dragged to mass by the children. Particularly my younger... she sings in the children's choir and serves at the altar. She reminds me of a simpler day, when I used to believe in hope and faith. These days... I have trouble remembering, let alone believing...

So today, I cheat at blogging and present you with the search terms people used to find me this week.

candy preteen
lushlyme (aww, someone out there likes me!)
Perfect Phallus (looking for Mrs. Candy instead of me)
preteen sex
lushly alive (now I am blushing)

Wow, it apears that most people looking for me, found me on purpose! That is cool... I guess that while i may not be popular here in my own home, there are people out in the blogosphere who like me.

HNT-53

I call this one, Naked Counter top...

I haven't talked about the house rehab in a while. It is coming along and it should be only a matter of weeks before we are finally out of this rental and back in our new old house. At this point we are concentrating on the finishes.

I had decided that I wanted soapstone for my counter top in the kitchen... I got talked out of it by the builder who insisted that I would be very unhappy. So I went to the warehouse to pick out slabs of granite. Many of the slabs had nice regular patterns.. things that would be consistent from location to location in the kitchen. A smart move I suppose.

But now that I am dealing with granite, I decided that I needed something that screamed METAMORPHISM!!!!

This is what I selected... it is Brazilian and called Golden Glow. I love the mica and quartz... now I just have to figure out what the yellow mineral is... sulfur? Cadmium? Copper? Chromium? I guess I will just have to let my geeky mind wander...

How Refreshing

To talk to someone who understands the concept that actions speak louder than words...

This is a subject that bothers me the most about the PK. He tells me one thing and acts in a completely different manner. Does he not realize that I can tell the difference?

I was talking to a new friend, when he mentioned that he has learned over the years to pay more attention to what people do than what they say. And I was floored.

I am so used to hearing the platitudes about how PK is going to change and how he is going to make an effort to curb his excesses and pay attention to my needs and the needs of the kids. And so used to being told that I was too cynical for not believing him. I forgot other people really do use actions to back up what they say. That it is expected even.

That being said, I got a call around the time I was supposed to pick the kids up... asking me if I could take the kids to tae kwon do by myself this afternoon. PK has a report that he is working on.... it was taking him forever. This I knew from his working at the dining room table late last night. I even helped him type some slides (make a mental note: I hate PowerPoint) Sure. I am reasonable.. I will do this.

At four-thirty, I got the call asking if I minded that he go to dinner with one of his business partners. He has had some stuff on his mind and wants to discuss it with him. He promises that this will not be one of those late nights when he comes home drunk off his skull, obnoxious, amorous and then totally useless to me the next day. He asks my permission. as if this gives me control in the matter. Which it doesn't as a negative response will just be met with complaints that I don't "support his career". So I tell him to go ahead.

As I hang up the phone I realize something. What about the report? The original reason that he wasn't going to be home on time. I call him back and ask. Just finishing it now. Frankly, now I am suspicious. It seems to me that he never had any real intent of coming home for dinner tonight. At least that is how I read it. But he doesn't have the guts to tell me he wants a night out. Why? Because he doesn't want to reciprocate. I could be wrong. What do you think?

I think that for tonight his actions speak louder than his words.

Sunday Searching...

I saw this over at Dilemmas of a Virgin Slut and thought to give it a try...

These are the search terms or combinations of search terms that people out there in the blogosphere used to find my site:

preteen
lushlyme
lushlyalive
mrs. candy's perfect phallus
blogspot girl webcam
naked hnt

Interesting... I wonder how many people are disappointed that I only occasionally mention the word preteen?

HNT-52

What to choose? Well, I looked at every picture of myself... and I look like hell... Not really taking many pix of myself this week as my schedule has become heavier.. having to drop Asha to the hospital as well as Thara to school. No rest for the wicked I guess... I just wish I had wickedness to be repenting for...It would certainly make me feel more even with the kharmic force in the sky, or Jesus or who the hell decides that I am completely screwed at the moment. Sigh.


Ok... I think that this one captures how I feel... Hope you all had a better week.

Weird

Not that I don't trust my daughter, but Asha does not exactly apply herself to thinking or paying attention.. and as for the rest of the kids in the ward? well, I have little faith in them....

So I went home and looked at Wikipedia.. and the platypus IS indeed venomous...

Now you really have to get in and under the normally reclusive platypus to get it... but you can...

How weird is that?

Oh by the way, the venom comes from a retractable claw on the male playpus rear legs... Like I said... you have to be in and under the thing.

What I learned from the psych hospital

Contrary to popular opinion two lazy parents can fuck up a kid as well as a single parent

Crazy boys still want to touch women's asses

The platypus is venomous

For now? My head hurts and I need another cocktail.

What does a mom have to do?

Since I am clearly not doing it

I gave up my career for my family.. my kids needed my time and effort. I gave it.

Money was tight? I managed it. I paid off debt faster than we did when I was working... I made the effort.

I have had issues dealing with Asha going through puberty. I assumed that so many of the difficulties that we were having were her were hormonally driven.

Now I am not so sure.

Asha took a handful of aspirin Thursday night. Why? she can't or won't tell us. She is medically fine but mentally? Well that is to be seen. I just know that this has nothing to do with me. I have done nothing to fuck this kid up this much.

So until I can get her into treatment. I have locked up the knives, hidden the meds and follow her everywhere... even the bathroom.

She is feeling better. She is pissed off at me again. Telling me how I am destroying her life by keeping her safe from herself.

can someone explain this to me?

I did everthing everyone said that I should. I am involved at school, she is involved in activities. We care. How did we get a child who behaves suicidally, even if she claims that she isn't?