Wonderful, busy week. I haven’t taken one pic of my tits that I can post here without blowing my anonymity and I don’t really feel like it anyway, so I’ve dug up the very first Boobday post from me instead. Oh, how far I’ve come lol.
I’ve been a zombie this week. It started out with one of the worst dates of my life, possibly one of the worst I’ve ever heard of that didn’t end in a police report (honestly). It’s left me shaken all over again after just barely having regained my composure after the abandonment of that kid. Let’s just say that the Trump divide is great. About equally as great as some men’s lunacy and brokenness.
The middle of the week I was completely limp with exhaustion from work and the end rounded out with a very bitter fight with my exhusband over his poor parenting choices and our flailing, hurting child.
I cancelled two dates and have nothing set up for the weekend and plan on laying very, very low until Monday when I get my poor, sweet Pey back. I wonder where my fucks for anything else have gone. It’s nice.
I almost didn’t want to do Boobday today and I marvel at the discipline of other bloggers… but this is just the same shit from me. You all know I’ve been limping along for at least a year now. But I’m here and the love is still here, too.
Enjoy, friends. Love you. And happy Cinco de Mayo!!
NOT my tits:
Trying my best to own all those curves and folds.
Someone asked me recently why if I live alone I’m not naked all the time. Duh, I usually am.
Fell asleep in Peyton’s bed tonight after a long day of life. I remember reading Little House on the Prairie and being in awe of Ma and Pa’s daily efforts to exist. God only knows how they did all that. No wonder everyone died at 60 back then.
This week has been fruitful, yet quiet. Peyton and I are closer than ever and my interest in men continues to hover at a level best described as “barely there.”
I’m having to scrape the barrel for tit pics because I’m hardly taking any anymore. I really just. don’t. care. Sigh.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend! And thank you to everyone who participates here!
As you can see I was compelled to publish something else last night besides Boobday. I’d been thinking about it for a while and it needed attention. I feel moderately better at least.
Lots of gorgeousness this week, so be sure to spread the love and the word. This wouldn’t happen without all your support, after all.
Thank you to the women who contribute and participate each week. I’m not the best blogger out there as far as tweeting links and commenting, but know I love each and every one of you and think you’re all brilliant. Maybe one day I’ll be able to reach the enviable blogger levels of Molly and Rebel and Kayla, but for now you’ll just have to put up with me the way I am.
It’s been an incredible week of work and family and I am beyond exhausted. I’m also pretty content with my busyness.
Interesting development on the dating front: a man on Seeking Arrangement recognized me from my byline as someone he’d talked to on AFF and — plot twist — he’s a well-hung, cool, good looking guy that I had bookmarked on AFF for when I’d be ready to date again. Nothing much to report other than we’ve connected finally and are just barely texting. We’ll see what happens.
1) either submit a pic to me via email (firstname.lastname@example.org) 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!
NOT my tits:
Captured this on a warm evening out on our balcony.
Taking a break before putting on my red polka dot dress and fancy tea hat headed for a FetLife tea party.
A tight grip 😆
Hoping the Easter Bunny brings you a nice solid milk chocolate rabbit. Not that shity cheap stuff that’s fake chocolate, but a Lindt bunny. Beautifully wrapped in its gold foil begging to be peeled off with care and then devoured in one setting. Ok, maybe two. Finger licking afterwards is totally acceptable.
I have another non-date with the man from the diner Friday morning tonight. He is the dark horse in this at the moment. I worked late last night and never bothered to call Trey, the guy from the gym, despite having plans with him. He didn’t call me either. Instead I slept.
It was between blogs – my old old one and this one. I shuttered it because I felt stifled and like it didn’t fit me anymore, but the urge to write didn’t disappear. I don’t feel that differently about this space now, but the difference is I’m not going to jump the gun and quit because I know I’ll be back… I’m just wondering when.
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.
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.