Friday, March 24th, is Boobday!

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Bare bones post today.  Killer headache is still in residence.  It even almost woke me up last night (I remained asleep, but was aware of some intense pain) which led me to Google “headaches in the middle of the night” and apparently I am probably dying.  I had two back in October and November that woke me up, but none since, and they were after a little fender-bender.  Last night I would say they were unprovoked, save for the 24-hour long headache leading up to it.

I seriously feel like getting put out of my misery right now.  (Don’t worry, that was a joke.)

I will continue to take March off from writing (since that seems to be what I have done) and plan to return to the land of the semi-nude in April.

Love you all and thank you for all your support.

xx

Hy

Full Boobday Guidelines here.

One of two ways to participate:

1) either submit a pic to me via email (hyacinth.jones@hotmail.com) OR

2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday.

Also, just as a reminder:

If you send me a pic, be sure to tell me if you want to be anonymous or not and what your pseudonym is (if you have one or I gave you one)

Tell me why you chose the photo you sent

And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!

My tits:

NOT my tits:

Sandy shows us more than ever before.

More than a handful

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Kim tells it like it is.

This week can suck my ass 😕

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Please say hello to SMN, a new participant, but long-time reader! I fucking love this shot. The wrap, the sheerness, all of it! Her husband is a lucky man!

Been a fan of your blog for many years. Have always wanted and encouraged to post from Mr, but always forgot. I know, shit excuse.
Sent this pic to my husband at work teasing him just a little bit.


Friday, March 17th, is Boobday!

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I’m actually crafting this week’s Boobday on Thursday morning.  There are 3 strange men in my house currently setting up some furniture for me (can’t beat a couch that won’t hurt my back anymore and a bed that won’t scream when I move in it for $25/mo).

I’m still not feeling “well.”  Physically my back has been in utter agony for a couple of months.  It’s not new, but the increase in pain is.  I’ve joined a new gym that opens in a few weeks and in the mean time I’m doing Pilates like a mad woman to strengthen my core.  But that aside, I’m just down in general and I may or may not write about it (it’s possible I’ll write about it next so that means this post will be old news).

In any case, I am dedicated to hosting this space and that won’t be going away even if I do recede a bit from the rest.

I love you all.

Hy

Full Boobday Guidelines here.

One of two ways to participate:

1) either submit a pic to me via email (hyacinth.jones@hotmail.com) OR

2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday.

Also, just as a reminder:

If you send me a pic, be sure to tell me if you want to be anonymous or not and what your pseudonym is (if you have one or I gave you one)

Tell me why you chose the photo you sent

And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!

My tits:

Blahhhhhhh.

NOT my tits:

This is just a resplendent view of Sandy.

For the boy toy while he’s away

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I forgot to post this last week for Meredith, but I think it’s more fitting for today with the green. Lovin’ the orb-y glow.

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Kate, in true Irish spirit, shows us her clovers.

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Kim is getting a little nipply.

Temperature is dropping in this part of the world 😉

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Friday, March 10th, is Boobday!

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Feeling a bit lost lately.  I’m thinking and chewing on things.

I didn’t even realize until *just now* that my last post was a Boobday.  Wow.

Enjoy all the beauty here today.  I am.

xx

Hy

Hy

Full Boobday Guidelines here.

One of two ways to participate:

1) either submit a pic to me via email (hyacinth.jones@hotmail.com) OR

2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday.

Also, just as a reminder:

If you send me a pic, be sure to tell me if you want to be anonymous or not and what your pseudonym is (if you have one or I gave you one)

Tell me why you chose the photo you sent

And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!

My tits:

Going through the motions.

NOT my tits:

I love the two bodies so close in Kate’s image.

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Kim’s smile!!

happy smiles for Friday ☺

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Sandy being naughty as always!

 

Playing hooky from work. Waiting for the boy toy.

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Gorgeous and lovely Anonymous Aussie.

Everyone loves a weekend sleep in, right?


Friday, March 3rd, is Boobday!

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It’s quiet around here. I nearly forgot to do this today (you’d think after this many years I wouldn’t, but you would be wrong!).

We only have one submission this week and I suspect that lots of those ladies who normally post are busy with the Eroticon Meet and Greet right now in London. Oh, how I wish I was there!

Anyway, have a wonderful first March weekend.

Love you all.

xx

Hy

Full Boobday Guidelines here.

One of two ways to participate:

1) either submit a pic to me via email (hyacinth.jones@hotmail.com) OR

2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday.

Also, just as a reminder:

If you send me a pic, be sure to tell me if you want to be anonymous or not and what your pseudonym is (if you have one or I gave you one)

Tell me why you chose the photo you sent

And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!

My tits:

 

Weird little shadows…

NOT my tits:

Kate looks luscious.

I almost forgot!! 🙂 Happy Boobday Hy.

A rushed on the couch boob pic. Thought it looked well in black and white.

 


The pursuit of happiness.

This expert from Walt Whitman’s I Sing the Body Electric seems fitting today.
This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day.
This the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, man is born of woman,
This the bath of birth, this the merge of small and large, and the outlet again.
Be not ashamed women, your privilege encloses the rest, and is the exit of the rest,
You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
The female contains all qualities and tempers them,
She is in her place and moves with perfect balance,
She is all things duly veil’d, she is both passive and active,
She is to conceive daughters as well as sons, and sons as well as daughters.
As I see my soul reflected in Nature,
As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity, beauty,
See the bent head and arms folded over the breast, the Female I see.
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