Year End HNT

This is ultimately not my favorite picture from last year... but those pictures are gone... Maybe they are cached someplace on the internets somewhere for someone to enjoy....

this is runner-up...

I am going to miss this look, as I have decided to quit fighting the losing battle and let nature take its course with my hair.

Can you still be a sexy and vibrant woman with gray hair? I guess time will tell.... Can you still be a sexy and vibrant woman with no sex? I doubt it... but again time will reveal all... Happy New Year Os and fellow HNT'ers!

There is HOPE

2007 is looking up!

Ok.. we went to our favorite mexican place for dinner....

they had a d.j.

It was a ton of fun.

I danced a ton, either with my father, with Thara, or with PK...

Near midnight, I went out to catch some air an heard from Asha that she was not having fun... in fact, I was the problem that she was having...

Her chief problem was that I was dancing like a whore.

So there I am, dissed again by this kid. I go back in and start to cry. Everyone was very kind, pointing out that adolescents by definition are vicious creatures. It was nice? Yes. Did it make me feel better? No.

I know this is wrong, but I just want somebody to be so appalled by what she says to me, that they slap her. This will never happen. Everyone says that I should just suck it up and show some character. As if I am not Quasi-fucking-modo at this point. Sigh.

Shortly after 1 or so, I realized that I couldn't take it any more. I needed to go home. So I went to the bar to cash us out. As I was waiting, I noticed a guy standing there waiting for a drink. I looked over at him and smiled and wished him a Happy New Year. And for some reason, uncharacteristic of me, I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The kind that perfect strangers might give each on New Years Eve... but still it was unusual for me.

What happened then was even more unusual. The man looked at me, told me that I was beautiful and leaned over and kissed my lips, gently slipping his tongue into my mouth. Then he wished me a happy New Year and walked away. I payed our bill and we left. For me, 2007, was finally looking up.

When I woke up in the morning, I discovered a text message from Asha apologizing for her rudeness and disrespect.

I guess there is hope after all.

Happy New Year!

Well, we at Chez Lushly are off to celebrate the New Year at a party at our favorite Mexican place.. I would tell you which one, but it is crowded enought these days...

I have purposely selected a top that I know looks good on me that PK hates. Unfortunately for him, as I stepped out of the bedroom my girls "Ooohed" and rushed to tell me how pretty the top looked on me. I kind of knew that.. I had worn it out previously... at that time I wore it to dinner and had two gentlemen watch me during the entire meal... ahhh good times. Here it is when I wore it initially.... and my description of his attitude.

The kids have convinced me to let them spend the night after the festivities with my folks...

That means that I am going to get the full court press from PK for sex. Which I still don't feel like...

Well, that isn't true.. I want to have sex... I don't want to have it with him. Since he makes me feel so lousy about myself... lately when I do consent, I feel more like a whore than you can imagine.

Here is my wish.

You all spend the evening with someone that you love or even just want, who makes you feel good about yourself.

and that I can get out of this lousy feeling and be with someone who makes me feel like a beautiful, desirable woman.

Happy New Year!