I wrote this up some time ago. And wanted to share it here.
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he grabbed my left arm and right shoulder
pushed me face down on to the bed
pulled my pants down over my ass
put his face in my cunt
tongue on my clit
in my ass
his arms came up under my hips
his hands held my ass
his tongue continued its assault
his hand on my back
holding me in place
he dropped his pants
lifted my hips to his level
and put his cock in me
hard and fast
keeping rhythm
my hand reaches between my legs
hitting my clit as he slides in and out
i cum
he holds me firm
continues moving in and out
i give him my hands
he holds them firm behind me
my body comes up
parallel with the bed
him holding me right where he wants me
he releases a hand
i support myself again
and he came
hard
hands gripping my hand and hips
i turned and sat on the bed
and took his cock in my mouth
tasting him and me
together
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peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #173
Fireworks are happening. I’m just not talking about it. But don’t worry, we are doing fine.
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Yesterday I took Godzilla, Pman, GB and her friend C to a local parade. I saw some old friends from when I was younger, and got a chance to catch up just a bit with them. It was nice.
Then we headed home, repacked the cooler, picked up T and headed to Greg’s house. His GF made enchiladas, rice and beans. We brought chips and dip and salsa. We sat around and talked, played with the dogs, and talked to the birds. It was a good time.
Then we headed over to Cal Expo for fireworks. We got there about 530pm or so. It was already starting to fill up. Pman and Godzilla brought cars to play with while we waited for things to start – four hours later. Jen brought the three kids and hung out with us. There was some general bitching between the kids but that’s to be expected. GB and C were doing fine together until another friend J showed up. Then things were not so ok between the three of them. I don’t know what happened, but if I had to take a guess, it would be that since C and J are ex’s, and since J likes GB a lot, then there might be some bad feelings. Bad GB for inviting J in the first place. Anyway, then it started getting cooler, and I took the blanket that they were sitting on and covered myself, T and Godzilla with it. GB didn’t like that much either. Apparently she gave me a face, and T said that the next time she looks at me like that he’s gonna punch her in the mouth. Hmm. Godzilla puked while he was sitting with Jen, that was fun for all included. And at 930pm, the fireworks started. They were set to music and were awesome. Godzilla had a great time. Pman was sitting with Jen and Franky, but I am sure that he loved it too.
Getting out of there was a pain in the ass, of course. Too many people trying to get out at the same place. We almost had a run in with a couple of punks who didn’t understand the concept of merging. That’s every other car, in case you didn’t know.
Godzilla and Pman fell asleep in the van on the way home. That made things easy for us, just take them upstairs and put them in bed. Godzilla had a hard night, woke up about 115am and cried about this or that for 15 minutes or so. Then I washed his face and he decided he wanted his bottle and was ready to sleep again. In our bed he stayed. I tried to put him back in his bed for a bit, but that was a no-go. He was back in ours within minutes. We all woke up about 930am and were up for the day.
T made eggs, fried potatoes, and bacon this morning. And he helped clean the kitchen after we ate. He’s domesticated like that. 
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House hunting is going slow. We put in an application on a place that looks promising on Friday. We will see what happens with it. I expect to hear from the guy today or tomorrow. If we get this place, then we will move between July 20 and August 1. At least we will have an end to this house and a start to the new one. *sigh*
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I am loved.
Life is good.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #172
We all know that today is about the parades, the bbq’ing, the pool parties, the alcohol, the sunburns, and the screaming babies while the fireworks are happening.
But we also need to take a moment, or ten, to remember why we are able to celebrate our days like this.
And remember that there are those who aren’t able to celebrate July 4th with their family and friends and neighborhoods.
Raise your glass, wherever you are, to those who are serving.
And have a safe 4th of July!!
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #171
…and T has the day off. We are headed out to look at a couple of houses this morning. We saw one yesterday that was tore up. Omg. So anyway – we are checking out a few more this morning. And we will probably start to spackle holes in the walls. That’s got to get done sooner or later, might as well do it while we are still in the house so we don’t have to come back.
GB is out running with her recruiter. She’s trying to get ready for the hell that’s going to hit her soon.
We have good plans for tomorrow. Headed to a parade, then to a friend’s house to bbq, then to watch fireworks. Should be great fun.
Have a day. And make it a good one.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #170
But it’s looking like I might be able to start back up next week. Until then, I will just enjoy checking out everyone else’s.
Happy HNT!
peace…
Thank you, Bubbles
© 2009
Julie Jordan Scott
I carried my camera with me to several occasions this past week but it sat, unused, in the bottom of my purse along with a broken pencil and a used up lipstick.
I touched the case but didn’t open it up save for one brief moment at Dagny’s when I took two photos, random still-life photos. I didn’t take a photo of anything with a pulse, which is my normal subject of choice.
I felt unsettled in my sadness. I knew intellectually my sadness was present, but I was unwilling to name it or honor it or give it space to roam. Part of how it festered was to take away my will to capture images.
I uploaded images from the recent past. I edited images in fun, Andy Warhol style and sepia or black and white.
I wasn’t ready to add to my collection of photos. Instead, I wanted to dwell a while in the “what had been” and know the “what was immediately in front of me” would be patient and wait.
I know some people might “tsk tsk” this choice and refer to it as something like “wallowing in self pity” and to those people, you may call it whatever you call it. I call it what worked for me in my process.
I spent too many years either denying my feelings or rushing my feelings. It causes more damage than it does good. I prefer “exploring” to “wallowing”, anyway. You might want to try it on the next time you are judging yourself or others.
More good news came last night, when I found a subject that delighted me and called me into it.
I belong to a number of groups on Flickr, including “Flickr Group Roulette” which was created for photographers like me who embark on crazy goals like the 365Day Self Portrait Project.
I looked up the theme, hoping it might yank my creative chain and sure enough, it worked. “Black and White Bubbles” was something I could do alongside my children, so we made a date with Sunset. “Meet us on the Bluffs” we said, and off we went about our day including a trip to the 99 Cent store for some cool wands for bubbles and Samuel, my love, wanted a boomerang. The coolest part of the 99 Cent store is requests are easily
honored, one at a time.
We laughed and the kids fought a little. My friend Jennie and her dog Bella eventually joined us. I took photos, Katherine took photos, Emma posed for shot after shot after shot. Samuel pondered on video and we reveled in
the cool grass against our bare skin as the sun set right in front of our eyes.
We laid back and looked at the big dipper. Emma asked Jennie some Math related questions. Sam asked some astronomy questions. Katherine rested,
quietly, contentedly.
I felt my shiny, patent leather camera bag fill the palm of my hand.
I swear I could feel its smile fill my hand.
It is ok to take your time with your feelings. It is ok when those feelings take the back seat to creativity. One does not preclude another. Both
feel just right in their own way.
My phone buzzed and it was a text from Katherine, who rested close by me on the grass. “Can we go home now, please?” she asked silently.
I texted back, “Yes” before saying aloud, “You guys ready to go home now?”
We gathered our bubble tools, our boomerang, and our love for each other and walked, once again, towards home.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #169
So the first child trade happened without drama. I picked the kids up from Jen’s work yesterday. I saw Tonk waiting at the office door, so I knew I didn’t have to go in. I got the boys out of their carseats anyway. They were very excited to see their siblings, and Jen was happy to see them as well. Blankets and backpacks were loaded into the van, and we headed on our way to the park.
It was a fabulous day for park. The forecast called for 96 degrees. But as we sat in the shade, there was a breeze coming through and it was beautiful.
After park, I took the girls to their orthodontist appointment. It’s apparently time for a jaw spreader thing for Franky. That should be really fun. She will get that the next time she goes in. PA is supposed to get brackets on her back teeth, which means rubber bands are coming soon for her. Every time they complain, I remind them that they asked for this.
Pman and Godzilla asked that PA and Tonk sleep in their room. Franky said she was sleeping downstairs. I can’t wait til we are all on one level, and have beds for all the kids again. That will make things easier. But for now, this will be fun. And that’s ok.
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Today, I am taking the kids to horse back riding. And then am meeting T to look at a house. And then, umm, GB has an appointment in the afternoon, and we look at another house in the evening. I am hoping something works. We are ready for it. We can’t move in until after the 5th, but really, that gives time for the owners to make sure the house is ready for tenants, right? *sigh* I am so ready to live in a smaller house. This one is just too big for us. And I don’t like it.
I bought off white paint the other day, because it didn’t look like our walls were really white. Must be the lighting in the house, because the off white is too dark. So I will be taking it back and getting white paint. And then will start doing touch up in the rooms we aren’t using right now. As of right now, there are two empty rooms upstairs, and the extra bathroom upstairs doesn’t get used except for the toilet, and the laundry room is empty. So I can work on filling holes and touching up the paint. It will make for one less thing we have to do when we are finally out of here.
I have family that is in town right now, because a great-aunt is not doing well. We are hoping to be able to get together with them while they are here, since it will be the last time that Gma is in town before GB leaves for the army.
She leaves two weeks from yesterday.
Alrighty, gotta get moving with my day.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #168
Find it here.
1. How many speeding tickets have you had? Accidents?
No speeding tickets. But I have been in two accidents. Totalled one car and the other should have been totalled. And I’ve blown a couple of red lights – got caught for one of them by a camera.
2. Boxers, briefs or commando?
I am commando – always.
3. Have you ever had sex in your office or your place of employment?
No.
4. Do you or your so own a motorcycle? Do you ever ride one? Do you wear a helmet when you ride?
T is the proud owner of a Harley Road King. I am an excellent bike bitch. And yes, I wear my helmet when I ride.
5. Ever been skinny dipping?
Umm, does being at a nude resort count?
Bonus: Ever been arrested? Turned someone in/had someone arrested?
I have never been arrested. But I turned a first sergeant in for having sex with the girls under his command, while we were in AIT. The investigation and trial started after I had been diagnosed with cancer, so I never had to do anything but give my statement. He ended up breaking big rocks into little rocks in Leavenworth for a while.
peace…
So we looked at a house on Monday night – the backyard was fabulous. The main rooms of the house weren’t too bad. But there wasn’t a bedroom big enough for our bedroom furniture. So that’s a no go. We drove by a few others on our list, and crossed a couple off. Apparently T doesn’t want to live in the ghetto. And neither one of us want to live in a duplex. But we will be looking at a place on friday that sounds incredibly promising. At least, it would be nice for us. Long term and all that. I will call on a few more and see if I can see the inside. The one on friday won’t be available until the 20th at the earliest. And while that’s longer than we want to wait – it will be ok. We will see what turns up for us.
Sis1 called and asked if T could look at some sprinkler options – since that’s kinda what he does. We headed over there on the bike, leaving the boys with GB. This worked quite well. Much better than I expected it would. Anyway, T looked around and gave my sister his business card and told her that he would have his co-worker call her. And Sis2 says – hey, do you still need a washer and dryer? Of course I do. She says – well you can have mine, either pay me for them and I will buy another set or just keep them until you buy your own set. Sweet! So I will be calling her later this week and figuring out a time when we can get together to get a washer and dryer.
I will be picking the kids up today from Jen’s work. I am taking them to the park and then to their ortho appointment. Then they are staying the night and I will be taking them to horse back riding in the morning. It will be good for the little boys to see them. And good for them to see their dad. That’s what matters most, really.
I can’t believe it’s almost July. GB leaves in two weeks. And my birthday is in 15 days. I’ll be 31. If we weren’t tryin’ to find a place to live, I’d ask for a tattoo.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #167
I am thankful for on this particular Monday:
- Middle of the night snuggles with the man I love.
- Getting to sleep an extra hour and a half.
- Coming downstairs to a kitchen that is still clean from the night before.
- That there are laundromats available for those of us who don’t have washers and dryers.
- Being able to donate items I no longer need to a place that does good for others.
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And I got this from my mother in an email this morning. I liked it and wanted to share it.
“You have to find something that you love enough to be able to take risks, jump over the hurdles and break through the brick walls that are always going to be placed in front of you. If you don’t have that kind of feeling for what it is you’re doing, you’ll stop at the first giant hurdle.” — George Lucas
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #166
I had to hit the bank before we ran the rest of the errands for the day, so I was up at a reasonable time and in the shower. As I was getting dressed, Godzilla woke up and started freaking out that I was leaving him. I told him that he could go with me, he just needed a bath. I got him on the toilet and went to check on Pman. Before I got back in the room, he was out of the bathroom – screaming and throwing a fit. He thought I had left him there. It took a few minutes of telling him that I was never going to leave him and that he could go with me before he was willing to get in the bath. This is going to be a long road with him.
So T and I went to look at a house today and we really liked it. Unfortunately, or fortunately – depending on how things turn out – we did not get the house. Such as life. We headed to the MOPAR car show after that. It was hella hot today, and walking in it didn’t help any. We weren’t there very long before the boys were saying that they wanted to go home. So that’s where we headed.
Jen had been at the house and was continuing to move her things. She had left Tonk at the house and had already made one trip. When she got back, they took over a load with the trailer, so T went with them. Then they did one more load with just the truck. T will take one more trailer load tomorrow morning, and then they will be completely done.
Because we have to purchase things for the house – food and general supplies, then our move date has been pushed back until after the first of the month. I am actually ok with this. But I hate being in this big house with just the five of us. Wonder if I can convince T to move all of our stuff downstairs. lol
I cleaned the kitchen completely tonight. I organized our stuff and started a list of food and things we are going to need. I will make that shopping trip tomorrow.
Tomorrow I will also go through the kids old rooms and bathroom, wipe them down and vacuum them. And I will go through the laundry room and pull out everything that was left behind. And probably trash quite a few things. I pulled out what I wanted already, but I will see what’s there.
And I will call on some more houses. That should be great fun.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #165
And I won’t be giving it out. Don’t ask.
Apparently info is getting turned around and passed to Jen. And really guys, that’s fucked up. We don’t need your help to fight, we do a damn good job of that on our own, all by ourselves.
Peace out.
EDIT:
There will be no password at this place. Everything I have to say that needs a password will be somewhere else. And no, you won’t get that address. I’m not saying that everything here will be sunshine and roses. But it will be out in the open, and everyone will know.
…to the 3yo why some of his siblings aren’t going to be living with him anymore? Cause that’s going to be a tough one for me. Not the telling him part. But the aftermath.
Jen got keys yesterday and started moving. She had already done at least one trip before I got home, and continued to move things into the evening.
I kept Godzilla distracted with spongebob for most of the time. But that didn’t stop him from checking out the progress while the commercials were on. And questioning why Tonk was leaving him and not coming back home. And why the kids were taking their stuff to the truck. And why I was putting GB’s stuff in boxes and taking her dresser outside. And didn’t I know that GB wanted her dresser in her room?
*sigh*
I am hurting for my baby.
This isn’t fair.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #164
…time is just dragging on.
I’m sick. My babies are sick. T is sick. PA is sick. I think part of the reason for this is we turned on the a/c
T took PA on the motorcycle yesterday evening. She’s the only one – other than the little boys – who hasn’t been on the bike.
Jen gets keys today for her new place. It’s close to her work, which will make it nice for her. She will start moving her stuff when she gets home from work. I told the kids they had to make sure their stuff was packed and that their beds were taken apart so it would be easy to move them.
I still have to separate the fridge and freezer stuff. Dishes and appliances have been separated. Canned food has been separated. Furniture has been claimed.
Omg we are going to have to move the garage shit.
Oh, and if anyone wants to give a house warming gift – I would appreciate a washer and dryer. She is taking them. Once I know where we will be living, I am going to locate the laundromat closest to the house. Well, the cleanest one closest to the house. If that is too much for someone, then gift cards to wally world will be fine. There’s a set of dishes I really want. And Jen wants the set that we currently have.
I feel like I have to pack – but I don’t have to. I don’t have a house to go to. T and I will be looking at a place on Saturday. But there’s no guarantee that it will work for us. And until we find a place, we are stuck here. In this house that is too big for us. *sigh*
Yeah. That’s what’s happening right now.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #163
By the time you read this, I will probably be in the dentist office packing stuff. I’m too sick to go to the dentist. I wrote this yesterday afternoon.
Anyway —
So I called the property management company for the house that I really want (MPM) yesterday afternoon – since it was 3pm and I hadn’t heard from them yet. I was informed that my current property management company (CPM) was refusing to sign a paper that described how our renter’s history was for the house that we currently live in, saying that we are breaking the lease. I called them and asked about it. Because really, the house I really want is one paper away (potentially) from being mine. They confirmed it. They won’t sign the paper until they know that someone is going to be able to rent the house. I know this is their policy, but way to be a cuntrag. It’s not like we all did this on purpose.
Last week I talked to CPM and told them the situation. That there was a divorce happening and that we were looking for places to live and so was she. But we knew that we had to wait until someone could rent the house we are in. In a perfect world, right?
Well, here we are. All of us are ready to move and get on with our lives. To figure out where we fit into this and how it’s going to work. And really, to just get settled in our separate places and get some peace. Jen has a place to live, and is moving out this coming weekend. T and I see a place on Saturday, and if we like it, it’s ours. And we will get keys. That means we are moving before the 1st too. Good times, right?
We will lose the deposit on the house. And the owner has the right to place a judgement against us for the rent amount until the house is rented. Whatever. T and I can’t afford to live in this house by ourselves. And it’s too much house for only four people. We can live with the possible judgement. Especially if it means that we can get some peace.
The house is continuing to get split. Stuff is coming off the walls. Most of the kitchen was split last night. And really, I need a dumping place for stuff that isn’t going to either house, but to a goodwill or weave donation instead. Hmm. That stuff might just have to go out on the patio.
The first soccer meeting is tonight. By mid-August, I have to purchase new cleats for Pman. And then the season will start.
This heatwave that we are having brought allergies with it. T, Pman and I were hit hard. I was gonna try to ride it out – but I think I’m gonna take meds tonight.
Godzilla is still not sleeping real well and I am spending most of my nights in his bed. This is working out for both of us for right now.
Gotta go pack some more stuff. Or separate more stuff. Or whatever.
peace…
Blog Project 365-09 #162
