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-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-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....

Does this ever happen to you

Have you ever been in a room so cold that your nipples get so hard that they hurt?

And by hurt I mean burning in the middle of my chest.

Sigh.

HNT-88

I feel like I am constantly running late this week, and today is no exception. It happens when the PK is out of town, which is increasingly rare. I guess that I have lost my edge.

It may be more work, but for some reason it ends up being more peaceful. I guess the kids know that there is no point raising a fuss.

For those of you who asked after her, Asha has had a considerably better week this week. Other than her on again/off again crush flaking off again. She handled it well. Thanking me for my support as she knew that I did not approve of this boy/girl foolishness. I wasn't sure whether to hug her or look for the chip imbedded in her brain. Ahhh, the teenage years.

On the other hand I am impressed with her maturity and ability to let go. I am still having issues with that.

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)

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.

HNT-42

I am getting excited.. Tomorrow I am off to a holiday party...

Then Friday I will be celebrating a weekend sans famille...Friday I will be alone... I have done this before, I go to a hotel spend some time at the bar where I am ignored then retire to my room. There I masturbate, dreaming of a tongue and teeth gently pulling on my nipple and a voice hoarsely instructing me to lift my hips higher as I roll my swollen, wet clit between my middle and index fingers. I will keep those fingers wet, not damp, as I swirl around and around my sensitive nub until I cry out... as the electricity jolting my body fades, I will rewet my fingers and reapply them to my body.. bringing me to the edge, then plummetting over again and again.

Is this as good as sharing with another human? God, no. But it is what I can depend on. Myself.

Renewal

Do you know what sucks the life out of me?

Travelling 500 miles with PK, kids and parents to attend grandmother's 99th birthday. This entails, yelling griping kids, criticizing parents, irritated husbands, fighting cousins, grasping, greedy aunts, and assortment of 1st, 2nd and 3rd cousins removed and unremoved.

Do you know what gives it back to me?

Being taken to bed by a lover whose only interest our mutual total satisfaction... A man who sinks into my soft body and sighs his delight, sucking on my nipples while pounding my hot wet pussy until I scream... and I hardly ever orgasm from intercourse, so you know that it will have to be incredible... Oh and we would take our time to explore each other's bodies... He would bury his long, hard cock deep in my tight ass and whisper his secret desires in my ear... I would explore his ass, sucking his cullions, while I explore his fundament with my fingers. I love the sound of his groan as he guides me into his body and spends his passion for me...

Yup, that would do it!