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-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-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-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-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.

Valentines HNT

The theme was red. I am not sure what I feel about my effort. To me it seems like a clown nose (with no disrespect to Rainy Pete). What do you think?






















The plus side was I got to eat the entire container of raspberries myself... and this is the utmost of decadence as raspberries are expensive and seem to have a half-life when it comes to refrigeration.

HNT-84

Running late tonight, but pleased to see that my HNT picture doesn't seem to be suffering.

I snapped this baby with my new cell phone.

HNT-79

Ever have one of those days where you just can't make anyone happy.

I am having one of those months...

So I am going to concentrate on my last nice day out on my patio...

I was all alone, enjoying the sun, the breeze and some solitude...I think I need more alone time to get my head together and decide what it is that I want... I am certainly feeling unsettled these days.

HNT-72

God what a week...

We got home from LI on Sunday night, which naturally leaves me two whole days to get the girls ready for school. And a blistering hard two days they always are. (Apparently we believe in testing our getting-ready-skills to the limit)

So now that they are off (and I won't show you a picture of them since they are far more beautiful than I) (Right, Poppy and Jolly Roger?) I will show you how I took my brief respite today? (they only had half a day)

Sun burn, my ass!

Or why I should be allowed to sunbathe in the nude.

Like I am hurting anyone? Please.

But there I was up on my private porch taking a nap. Naked.

Oh ok the loser neighbors did come outside. But they can't see me. I am on the wrong side of the dinette roof. The only way anyone else can see me is if their vision is incredible. They are looking up and squinting to see the slats on the porch.

I am being careful. Staying low to the floor. Not attracting a lot of attention.. Not making any noise.

But out he comes. The Porn King. To inform me that I am getting sunburned. That my face is red. Ironically, my face is the part of my body that I cover! So I don't get it too sunburned. It is exposed to the sun more than the rest of my body.

I know when he is just embarrassed of me. and I am getting sick of it.

Fuck

yeah.

That is what I said.

I am fucking sick and tired of being understanding and kind when the people that I deal with on an everyday basis suck. What they suck I will leave to your's and their imagination.

Can someone make me feel better about the sink hold of reality that I find myself in?

Please?

I promise to make it worthwhile for you....

Or as much as a fat whore like myself can manage.

Testing the Lounge Chair...

On a lovely summer Sunday afternoon...

The sun was lovely on my pale flesh as was the breeze blowing over my nipples...

Now if I could just stop worrying about being caught naked on my porch, I could enjoy it more.

Summer Idyll

The most perfect way to spend a summer day is naked.

Naked in bed, in the arms of your lover, enjoying the rising heat and soft breezes lull you to your own world. Nothing exists there but soft whispers, impassioned cries and the promise of peace.

I wish I could live like that everyday.

Don't you?

Summer breeze

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This image makes me think of a breezy summer day, lying naked on a soft blanket and making love all afternoon long...


What does it say to you?

HNT-62b

What a difference a day makes... I listed the last post last night, thinking that I would be as miserable as I was last night.

Tonight,

Well a somewhat different story.

Why?

Because of two simple words:

MY TUB.

Yes.

I got to use my new tub.

and it was bliss... pure, fucking bliss.

The down side?

Well when I drained the tub, that water drained straight into the powder room and then Asha and Thera's bedrooms...

Yes, I got screwed out of the deal.

I enjoyed. Then I suffered.

How Catholic is that?

FUCK!

HNT-60

I saw this photo that I had overlooked before... And now I wonder why? The mystery of it consumes me. Even I can't remember what it is of... But I love the delicacy of the hair standing up off my skin.... I guess it must have been cool out!

Like the photo, I am feeling outside my body and skin... Craziness here at the house, the pressure of the coming up move back to the house, the final details and of course just dealing with a husband and children, especially girls in puberty. Sigh.

A blissful hour

Yes, I took an hour to myself on Sunday. I got away from the noise. I got away from the arguments.

I went to the house.. even though it is not quite finished, my master bedroom porch is.

I have dreamed of this porch for two years now.

So I took a blanket, some water and a book and I enjoyed it. In the way I hoped to enjoy it most.

Did I get any color?

HNT-58

I really need to figure out how to work this new arts and crafts software....