HNT-108

Yeah, it has been one of those weeks.

I keep plugging away to get stuff down and just when I am not looking BAM!

Today I was washing dishes. Being really thorough. Cleaned out the dishwasher filter (because the girls never scrape of rinse their plates because they can't be bothered) and then ran a dishwasher cleaning product to melt away whatever hidden gunk still resided in the machine. Then I started reloading the dirty dishes and was scrubbing one of the bowls that didn't get cleaned... when it slipped out of my hand and broke. Naturally, my hand followed the shards and got cut.

It is a bendy place on the body so a weird place to put a bandaid... and a weird size for a regular bandaid about an inch long and the depth? Well, I could see the dermis and into the muscle, not deeply but deep enough. I spent quite a bit of time pinching the sides together... and by this photo, it was fine so long as I didn't move. I needed to immobilize the area. So This is how I fixed it up: Paper toweling and Pre-wrap.

For those of you have never been a or are the parentls of junior highschool girls or played volleyball or a gymnast, you have NO FUCKING IDEA what I am talking about. Pre-wrap is a thin foam athletic tape used to reinforce wrists and ankles. Mostly though girls use it for disposable headbands.

Finally! This crap has done some good.

(not that it stays put very long) ugh.

And why was I self-wrapping? Cuz nothing bad ever befalls me when PK is home. But if I need help... if I am sick or hurt you can absolutely guarantee he is out of town. Although the girls did go to Walgreens after school and get me a decent box of bandaird and an ace bandage to hold it in place. That is good news, right?

By the way? How long should I watch this thing ooze blood before I go to the hospital?

Yup. it has been a great week.

HNT-107

I am participating in Boobie-thon again this year.

Why? Well, breast cancer affects everyone with breasts. So, let's take a look at my family.... I have boobs. My daughters have boobs, albeit small ones... Hell, my husband is a has boobs. (m..us..t repress... natural..inclination to make...bad...joke...)

Anywho!

So I am giving you a sneak preview of what I am offering over there... and I have noticed a bunch of HNTers over at the site!

Come by and make a donation and take a look at the goodies on display!

HNT-106

I kind of like this... I think it says...

Snuggle up behind me and kiss my shoulder...

When I feel you there I relax back against you.. rubbing my derriere against your body...

Do you want me? I can hear the catch in your breath and the spring in your jeans... I guess so..

Sigh. I wish you were here.

HNT-105

Just a snippet of video this week...

HNT-104

god help us all!

I have spent the week watching the conventions and my head is ready to explode!

This is my view of the convention tonight.

HNT-103

Well, it has been a week of pretending to be Ernest Borgnine, getting ready for girls to go back to school and neighbor crap but I have managed to take some time for me. And by that, I mean, I have come to realize that while I must exercise, I loathe virtually anything that grownups do.. I don't like to run, or do aerobics or taking spinning classes. But I DO like to swim.

Surprisingly enough I swim a good distance. Over the summer, when I was out east, I was swimming a mile or so a day. No, I am not making that up. I really can. And today... after the girls left for school, I left for the pool at the YMCA. As I swam my laps, I kept smiling. even giggling.. I felt free.

And to fit my new discipline, I got a swimmer's suit... I haven't worn a Speed since I was in highschool... but I like the way the racing stripes look on me.

The week in review

Well my peeps, if I may use that term without seeming totally ridiculous, it has been a week. From hell in fact.

To cover matters, I have been called a whore by my husband, my mother told me that I ahve nothing to complain about because she suffered more, my baby turned 12 and we had air raid sirens sending us to the basement for nearby tornadoes... even though we live in the third largest city in the country.

Sigh.

I am exhausted.

So I hope that you will accept this older photo from an earlier series... I haven't posted it before... but you know... it isn't new either.

Have a good week

And go visit Os!

HNT-102

I didn't get a lot of photos taken this week because I have been heading home!

YEAH!

The end of vacation was spent in a fury of masturbation and the reading of bad erotica but a girl does what she has to to survive.

So I will be submitting this picture which I thought looked like what happens to the St. Pauli Girl after too many years walking the Bierpalasts of München.

HNT-101

Whew!

Now the pressure of my 100th HNT post is behind me... I can finally get to bigger fish.

Except of course, I ran into this particular image this week. Well, I ran into the melon, itself, earlier this week. And as luck would have it, I had the camera in the kitchen tonight.

I have to honestly say that when I first looked at this melon I didn't see anything untoward. PK congratulated my father in law for getting twice the melon for the dollar. (They were being sold by the piece, not by the pound).

It was only after I took the first photo that I realized what I was looking at...

An ass?

A scrotum?

I think ass, myself. What do you see?

HNT-99

My whole day has been half nekkid as I wrapped myself in a sarong this morning and never went upstairs to change.

So saronged I remain.

HNT-98

Well, it has been quite a week.

I have worked this week as photographer, referree, teacher, cook, chauffeur and the skullery help.

For my efforts I have been labelled mean, partial and vicious. That was from the kids and totally expected. What I didn't expect to be labelled disgusting, a whore and reckless.

Luckily, I have good friends here on the internet who have halped me feel better. Even PK came around, although his first assumption is that I should cease and desist anything that brings negative reactions from anyone at anytime.

An impossibility when you consider that I am a mother of a teenager. So, I endure. It is all that I can do.

With all that has been going on, I have not gotten to taking any new photos of a HNT variety so I am selecting something that I took this week. I think it represents my mood and it is pretty.

HNT-97

Summer Vacation has begun.

but it is still wet, grey and chilly. or as today brings us humid.

So I offer you another selection from my flower series

HNT-96

Gee, I can't believe it is Thursday already.

And late afternoon and that... I have forgotten to post...

Here is another from my flower series...

HNT-95

I don't think that Spring is ever coming to Chicago. It is still chilly here. Very chilly.

At least some days the sun shines and there are flowers blooming.

They give me ideas....

HNT-94

Hmmm, why do I think of coconuts?

The problem for me, is that the coconut is one of the food items that you either love or hate....

Like cilantro.

As this is HNT's 3rd anniversary, I would like to point out that this is my 94th post (duh) and I have been participating in one way or another since January 19, 2006.

Hope you all have a good HNT!

Go so Os for more info!

HNT 93

It has been another week of fun around my house, but generally calmer. And so I have been able to take a couple of minutes with my camera alone in my room. (not totally alone... the dog is lying there at the end of the bed... but she is generally just ignoring me so I might as well be alone).

I am working around the house trying to get my gardening in order. I have a series of window boxes that I am filling with herbs and lettuces. It should be a pretty clean operation but as I have very little coordination, I still manage to spill topsoil all over which includes into my crocs.

Here is the result.

PK would be so excited if he paid the slightest bit of attention to me as a women. Dirty feet have always been a favorite of his.

HNT - 92

Ok... t he last couple of weeks have sucked. Beside being in a technology nightmare (I am trying to create an actual website and I am a tech moron) I still have to deal with this walking hormone that I call a daughter. To say that I came close to a stroke yesterday would be an understatement...

That is why I am posting this picture.

From more innocent days.

My high school yearbook in fact.

I thought Os might enjoy it.

HNT-91

I saw this over at Poppy Cede's... Obviously, I can't restrain myself... But then it is perfect HNT! Obviously, you should follow the bouncing boobs!

Please go see Os for much classier submissions than mine.

HNT-90

Yes, I have been off for a while.. I didn't quit HNT or even blogging (although I loved Os's post about that subject). I was sick. again.

I think I have been sick all winter. And I am tired of it.

I also realized that I am relying far too much on my nipples to get me through the HNT process. Now, I realize you are saying to yourself, "Come on! We love the nipples" I understand. I love the nipples too. And they are still here. Hell, I even took a shot of them this evening. And really? it was a lovely shot. I just thought I would go with something a little different.

So here it is...

The lips.

I think they look kind of kissable. I like kissing. I have even been told that I am pretty good at it. Sigh.

HNT-89

Ok.

Here is the deal. I more John Hodgeman and less Justin Long.

I don't even use an iPod... it doesn't work with my Rhapsody service.


So this is what I have to offer for this weeks HNT.

I am sure that Os has more exciting offerings than this